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day-rp · 3 months

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banerpg · 4 months

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who can you see jasmine sanders and luma grothe portraying? thank you!

For Jasmine, I can see Storm Saint, and for Luma I can see Blood Omen, Dusk Blade and Light Bringer.

#answered #fc help #dusk blade #light bringer #storm saint #blood omen

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tales-of-snaktooth · 2 months

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Snak Eye Sky

Snak Eye Skies are a rare occurrence on the Tooth Islands. The sun will temporarily be replaced by that of a giant Snak eye (as most may have been told at least, some believe it’s something completely different), dimming the landscape, instantly turning a bright sunny day into that of dusk.

During this time, grumpuses must avert their eyes, bow down their heads, and whisper their praises and thanks for being able to survive on the island due to the plentiful Bugsnax. Grumpuses must not look directly at the Eye, or else judgment will occur, as well as a curse.

Once this short period of time is over, grumpuses are allowed to continue with their regular activities.

There are still many questions to have about this occurrence, but it’s said that one specific grump’s experience with a Snak Eye Sky had lead to possibly the most influential moment in Snaktooth Island’s history.

The Hunter

Hundreds of years ago, a Falls Valley grumpus was out hunting for Bugsnax in the blazing sun. They spent their time; perhaps too much of it, hiding perfectly in the shadows, waiting to ambush the next unsuspecting Snak that crosses their path.

After what felt like an eternity, they were alerted by the faint call of a strabby. At an instant, they sprung out from their hiding spot, and grasped the Snak in their claws. Finally, something to bring back home! But…thanks to this Snak, they had wasted so much time waiting around under a tree, and just for a small bug like this?

They’re lucky the sun’s still out…

So, in an act of pure spite and frustration, they dug their claws into the juicy flesh of the strabby, and yanked its wobbly eyes clean out.

The strabby was distressed, crying out and wriggling in their paws; it was probably the first time The Hunter had ever seen a Bugsnak in such disarray. They didn’t even act like this while being eaten! This odd occurrence hadn’t bothered them, though. They were going to eat it anyway, there was no use in worrying about whether or not it could see it happen.

They were finally ready to head back home, when suddenly the world around them seemed to get…dimmer? But it was the middle of the day? The sun was shining on their fur just a moment ago, what happened? Annoyed, The Hunter looked up to see if some grumpling was playing some prank on them.

But the sight they saw was no grumpling, or any sort of grumpus…

It was horrifying.

As if the sun itself had vanished right above their head. That blazing, bringer of day, was gone, replaced by some sort of ring of light surrounding pure darkness. Like an eye—a Bugsnak eye—staring down at them, judging them.

They were getting judged, by some higher being. The Hunter’s fur had bristled like a pine from The Woods, terrified yet entranced by the sight. They stood there, staring straight up until they ended up fainting from the shock of it all.

Waking up after who knows how long, finding their way back home was an incredibly difficult task. Their eyesight had degraded terribly, as if that Snak Eye had put a curse on them. But once they recognized that they were deep in the familiar territory of Falls Valley, they knew they had to alert their leader immediately, and that he in return should notify the rest of the island’s grumpuses as well.

An island-wide gathering was held deep in the night. Thousands of tired grumpuses were confused and aggravated, but The Hunter—The Cursed Hunter and their leader knew their experience needed to be shared to all of the island’s inhabitants. Once they had recounted their horrifying hunt, a number of grumpuses in the crowd were skeptical, but a vast majority were intrigued in their tale, with a few backing up their claim of that strange sudden nightfall in the middle of the day.

When asked what this would mean for the future of grumpus society, The Cursed Hunter exclaimed that this was due to the collective disrespect and selfishness of all the island’s grumpuses. That they have all; especially The Cursed Hunter themselves, had taken the Bugsnax for granted, and they must all pay their dues or else the island won’t stop at cursing one foolish grumpus. This explosion might might've just been a delirious, sleep deprived, post-supernatural-experience rant from The Cursed Hunter, but the Falls Valley leader agreed with everything they had said. He ended up making the call to set an island wide obligation to worship the Snax, as they now all know the immense power these creatures hold.

Many grumpuses were rightfully upset and shocked that he was willing to make a call that the entire island; not just his own territory, should follow, but the other territory leaders had chosen to go along with his decision. Both due to the power the Falls Valley territory has compared to the rest, and the possible power the Bugsnax also have. This wasn’t a risk they were willing to take for their alliance and their subjects.

While the rest of the territory leaders had openly agreed to these new laws, a few had doubts on how beneficial these will actually be for the future of the island and the grumpuses themselves. Specifically the call to hold monthly, day long ceremonies focused solely on the worship of Bugsnax and end with the sacrifice of a grumpus, which definitely shocked a number of grumpuses in the crowd and a few leaders as well. But the Falls Valley leader assured them all that it was a necessary precaution to take to insure the safety of the entire island from whatever power had harmed The Cursed Hunter. And that if any other Snak Eye Skies ever occur again, grumpuses will now know what to do to prevent the possibility of judgment and curses.

The island wide gathering was dismissed, and thousands of grumpus prepared to wake up to a completely new life the next day.

Currently, while the Bugsnak Worshiping laws have either loosened or intensified in certain territories, many grumpuses still pass on the story of The Cursed Hunter and the Snak Eye Sky, ways to remember how much power these strange creatures have over them.

#solar eclipse tiiiime #i wasn't able to see it cause of the clouds. but hey i got an excuse to share this TofS story lore thingy #rip The Hunter you would've loved those Solar Eclipse Viewing Glasses #Stone Era #Tooth Island Info #Bugsnax

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just-some-random-blogger · 1 year

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hello, can I request an image of Morpheus in love with a stronger being that, in most of Morpheus's relationships he was the strongest because he was perpetual as would be the dynamics of the reader being the primordial chaos with Morpheus

Holy

Dream of the Endless x Angel!Reader

Summary: Dream does not appreciate the fact he is unable to help you with your problem. Being powerless blows.

Word Count: 1k+

Warnings: fem!reader, stupidly insecure!dream, jealous!dream, incredibly petty!dream, angst, typos, etc.

A/N: ??? who's stronger than the endless edit: i know now HAHHA im basing it off the comics where *spoiler* dream says he is scared of lucifer and i think he does at a point say morningstar is stronger that him idk i dont remember HAHAHH this is related to this other angel!reader fic i did, but they can both be read on their own Tagging: @pinksirensong @aralezinspace @deniixlovezelda @shadow-pancake9 @sloanexx

There not be a single speck of my body that does not yearn to see the light of your beauty; Your holy cloak of darkness that comforts my dreaming heart is all my mind beholds in weariness and joviality. Oh Star of the Night, my nightmares do I offer to grasp in your tender palm. And golden starlight do I adorn your brow, oh Harbinger of the Dusk. I implore you, strike true; pierce my ribs with your sacred blade. Claim that which is your belonging, my pulsing heart, which bleeds for you. Translated excerpt from The Bringer of Darkness & Dreams by Rasui the Poet (cir. 1600s)

Dream could only do so much for an angel of the most high. He could offer you the most solemn praises, the most gracious reverence, but then what was his worship against a desperate human, praying to their god for deliverance, and to see you as an answer?

Dream lacked the apt wherein his voice would tremble at the mere idea of you. He had seen death and destruction, they were quite literally related. Desire and delight were of his blood as well, and so a response that which would be of his siblings' manner was impossible. And so the mortal awe that would have been there at the sight of you was not.

He could offer you dreams. And Dream of Dreams did he offer for you.

Epics, mythos, odes, hymns, poems, paintings, frescos, dreams, he offered them all to you.

Yet it was not enough to comfort you during the fall of your half, your beloved twin Morningstar, who descended from grace and was banished into hell. Yet it was not enough during the battle with your Lucifer, that caused ripples and of light and dark to break into the fabrics of reality. It was not enough after the holy wars, nor after the resolution of your sibling's fate to become the ruler of hell.

For what was he to you in those moments? Beyond a spectator, beyond a Dream that could speak only so much words of comfort, for comfort was not in his nature, not really.

And even after all these eons, after loving each other during the early dawns of existence, as you walked with him, hand in hand, in Valhalla, he felt so far away, so infinitesimal against your being. He was a speck amidst the immense adoration your winged she-cousins were crying out to you with.

Dream watched as the Valkyries offered you flowers and honey and music and kisses. He watched as you, his love, was loved so tenderly.

It was most usual of them to do so, it was the natural order of things, it was only right, and yet his dark cloak seeped through the threshold of Valhalla and cut the merrymaking of the heavenly hosts almost instantly. Your smile too fades away as you turn to him.

Good.

And so you took in his darkness kindly, and bid farewell to your cousins, allowing Dream to take you into his own realm, to keep all for himself.

"Why does darkness weep from you, lover?" you ask as Dream drags you into the Dreaming, a flurry of glittering black powdering the ground in which he walked.

He decides to lead you into the throne room, where therein he allows himself to let his dark clouds pour.

Dream takes you into his hold and nuzzles his face into your neck. Readily, you wrap your arms and massive dark wings around him, muttering sweet words in the tongue of angels as comfort.

Momentarily there was comfort, but then he remembers the songs of the Valkyrie and feels spite bubble beneath him once more.

You were naturally high and mighty in stature, and he, well, his form was not bound to a body. So he decidedly makes his form smaller against you, his face no longer high enough to reach your neck. He shrinks until he can perfectly presses his face in between your soft breasts.

You look down upon him and brush his hair back, "will you not respond?"

Dream scowls, and though you could not see it, you can imagine it. "You are my lover," he mutters against you, "I do not appreciate the competition."

You furrow your brows and pull away to look at him.

He does not relent and crushes himself closer into you, "do not disrespect me in my own domain by pushing me."

"My Dream."

"Yes, yes. I am your dream, so do not wallow in the sweet figments of others," he mutters as he tightens his hold against your torso, "I am not kind or pure like you, I am me. And I am as much a Nightmare as I am Dream."

And so you do not push him away and you stand there, embracing him for a long time.

"There is no competition, as you imagine it, dearest," you say as you cradle his form, "the Valkyrie were only greeting me the way they ought to."

"I know this," he mutters, ".... I don't care."

You press your lips together as you sigh.

"Do not sigh so tragically. I am king in this realm. I shan't be offended," he says as he presses his cheek firmer into your chest.

You raise a brow and decidedly pull both your arms and wings back.

"No! No- Do not-"

"Enough!" you blurt as you separate the two of you.

Dream looks up at you, feeling his insides burn and his face harden. He feels wronged, especially with the expression you give him. His form begins to morph into shadows and inflates around the room. Your form is soon overcome with darkness, but it does not phase you. Why would it? It was matter which the creator granted you dominion.

And so you grab him by the hems of his lightlessness and rip his entity off the surface of the throne room, allowing his form to manifest and dangle in your clutch. You raise your arm and he looks back at you from where he hangs.

"I do not appreciate your outburst, my love," you say firmly, to a point where your term of endearment makes him shake.

Dream drips from your grip and clumps before you as his normal build again, though his face dredged with despair, and his eyes are unable to gaze upon yours.

"It cannot be helped, my star," he says.

A flimsy excuse.

"I could hear their dreams come into completion as they beheld you in their realm. I could not bear it."

You make it a point to contain your sigh. "Then what am I to do with you?" you take his face in your hands, "shall I retreat at every moment you allow your jealousy to cloud your better judgement?"

Dream looks at you as you raise your brows at his glimmering eyes.

He parts his lips and inhales, "yes."

"Dream--"

"If you truly love me, then-"

"If you truly love me, understand that the praise I receive from others, no matter how overwhelming, does not compare still to that which I receive from you."

Dream is motionless as he takes in your glory. He draws in a deep breath then amplifies his form. He grows in size, up until you are craning your neck up at him. Only then does he places his lips on yours and wraps his arms around you and your wings.

You revel in his touch, body nearly melting at his devotion, at his affection in one of the most intimate forms he is capable.

When you pull away, you lean into Dream's touch as he brushes your cheek, "my love... you honor me with your ceaseless patience."

You smile at him and shake your head, "I honor you with my love, you foolish spirit."

Dream lovingly examines you for a while then purses his lips into a pout as he leans into you, pressing your foreheads together, "was your visit to Valkyries truly necessary though?"

#dream of the endless x reader #dream of the endless x you #sandman fanfic #morpheus x reader #the sandman fanfic #the sandman fluff #morpheus fanfic #dream fanfic #dream x reader #dream x you #dream of the endless fanfic #the sandman x reader #the sandman x you #morpheus x you #dream of the endless #dream of the endless angst

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cordeliahrose · 1 year

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Lucifer

Lucifer is a Latin word coming from the words lux, meaning light, and fero, meaning to bear or to carry. Literally translating to light-bearer.

Lucifer as a Roman Deity

Lucifer has had many faces throughout history. One of these being the Roman deity of the morning star, or Venus, considered the male equivalent of the goddess Venus. He is attributed to being the god of enlightenment and illumination. Lucifer is often depicted carrying a torch, and said to be equal in beauty to the goddess Venus. Due to being the morning star, I can also see Lucifer being associated with war as well. Especially considering his association with learning and knowledge, as well as that Venus also historically had war epithets.

In the Greek pantheon, they separate the morning star and the evening star into two seperate deities, being Phosphorus/Eosphorus and Hesperos. Eosphorus meaning “dawn-bringer”, and Phosphorus meaning “The bearer of light”. Phosphorus and Hesperos are the sons of Eos, Goddess of dawn, and Astraios, God of dusk. Phosphorus is the father of the Hesperides, nymphs of the evening time and light of the sunset.

Lucifer in Abrahamic Religions

Historically, Lucifer was never mentioned in the Bible at all. His name being associated to Christianity nowadays is due to a mistranslation of a poem about a fallen king. However, he is a big part of Christian culture now, and there are myths associated with him.

Lucifer was said to be the most beautiful and intelligent of God’s angels. He was God’s right hand. Until he defied God. There are many different versions of the fall of Lucifer.

One version of this story says that Lucifer became overly prideful of himself, his beauty, intelligence, power, that he thought himself worthy of being worshipped equal to God. Because of this, God cast him out of heaven.

Another version is that Lucifer was jealous of Jesus Christ. He gathered the angels and brought forward the idea of worshipping him instead of Jesus. Some of the angels sided with Lucifer, while others did not. There was a meeting between God, Lucifer, and all of the angels in which God said that their rebellion was unforgivable. There was a war between the two sides, but ultimately God and his angels won. Lucifer and the angels who followed him were banished from heaven.

Lucifer in Modern Witchcraft

In more modern witchcraft, there is a tradition which states that Diana, queen of witches, created Lucifer when she split herself into two pieces, darkness and light. She kept the darkness for herself, and Lucifer kept the light. Lucifer and Diana also have a child, Aradia. In this tradition, Lucifer is seen as the god of light, and masculine energy. One of the most influential sources for this tradition is The Gospel of the Witches by Charles Godfrey Leland.

Lucifer in Demonolatry

In demonolatry, Lucifer has many titles. Prince, King, Emperor, Lord. Lucifer is a demon of transformation, enlightenment, awakening, self-discovery, self-empowerment, and more. He is usually attributed to the element of air, and also pride.

Lucifer’s Associations

Anything with the * symbol next to it means that it is my own UPG.

Animals:

Snakes

Rams

Peacocks

Corvids (crows, ravens)

Cats

Spiders

Moths

Colors:

Black

Grey

Gold

Red

Teal

Blue, especially pale blue*

Purple*

Crystals:

Obsidian

Onyx

Hematite

Celestite

Seraphinite

Garnet

Sunstone

Clear quartz

Carnelian

Ruby

Copper

I am aware that copper isn’t a crystal.

Plants:

Apples

Pomegranates

Roses

Cinnamon

Cloves

Lavender

Blackberries

Sage

Black pepper

Garlic

Lilac

Spicy peppers*

Other:

Stars

The number 7*

Spring equinox

Autumn equinox*

Offerings

Strawberries

Blackberries

Chocolate

Apples

Pomegranates

Honey

Spicy foods*

Sweet things, especially baked goods

Juices, especially apple or grape

Coffee

Roses

Feathers

Devotional Acts

Shadow work

Learn about the sciences or the arts

Create art of any kind

Face your fears

Learn about any of his associated animals

Magical workings, especially those that fall under his sphere of influence

Learning in general

Developing your psychic abilities and spiritual senses (the clairs)

Spiritual progression

Anything marked with the symbol * means that it is my own UPG

#lucifer deity #left hand path #deity work #paganism #pagan

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wee-chlo · 26 days

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An Invocation of The Goddesses of Dawn and Twilight

Let us pray, Family. And let us remember.

Let us sing of the dawn-bringer, the dawn-breaker, the golden charioteer who dwells on mountain peaks and the ocean's edge. She hears each oath, witnesses each act, and resides over all with a fair and merciful hand. Strong of arm and bright of eye, wreathed in flame and summer, let all those who seek to do her children harm flee before her.

We sing to you, oh Goddess of the Dawn, and beg your forgiveness. Laid low by the treachery of kin and supplicant, hear us now and rise as you were borne: Saffron-cloaked, first of all to wake and unbar the gates of Heaven. Loving and beloved, Sister of the Sun and Bride of Twilight.

Let us pray.

Let us sing of Cassandra, who died and lived and died and lived again. She meets the lost amid the twilight of doubt and leads them through the night to the eternal dawn of conviction. Gentle friend of frail and fragile mortals; starlight her crown and moonlight her gown, she stands steward over the witching hour. Lady of Doubt, Sister of Grief, you have come home.

We sing to you, Cassandra, and beg your forgiveness. Long did you wait in the forest of fear and nightmares, your true name and nature lost to the failure of your children. Praise to your Saint, your Chosen, who entered the darkness and met you, lost, amid the twilight of doubt.

Let us sing of the forgotten, now remembered.

Let us sing of Ankarna and Cassandra, Dawn and Dusk, Conviction and Doubt, Lady Wives of Moon and Sun who share the skies above.

#fhjy spoilers #fantasy high spoilers #I was struck by inspiration and had to get it out

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satoshi-mochida · 5 months

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Some games that are currently stuck on older consoles that I hope get rereleased in some way, Part 4:

Part 1, 2, 3, 5, 6

Kenka Bancho series

Mischief Makers

Silhouette Mirage

Fantasian(kind of cheating since it's technically not an 'older console', but still hope it leaves Apple Arcade for more people to play it)

The Legend of Zelda: Phantom Hourlglass

The Legend of Zelda: Spirit Tracks

Luminous Arc series

A Witch's Tale

Okamikakushi

Avalon Code

Chibi-Robo

Drakengard series

Contact

The Legendary Starfy series

Flower, Sun and Rain

Freedom Wars

Oreshika: Tainted Bloodlines(and it's PS1 prequel)

Ace Attorney Investigations 1 and 2

Hotel Dusk: Room 215

Infinite Space

Lifeline(microphone tech has probably gotten much better since this game first released to have it hear voice input better; low chance of this game coming back probably, though)

L.O.L: Lack of Love

Magical Starsign(Magical Vacation)

Metal Max and Metal Saga series

Nanashi no Game and it's sequel

My World, My Way

Snowboard Kids

Soma Bringer

Solatorobo

Viewtiful Joe

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czortofbaldmountain · 1 year

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Lightrising

Luciferian Winter Holidays

Celebrating the stories of the Heavenly Rebellion and of the Garden of Eden, Lightrising - the renewal of light at the Winter Solstice - is perhaps the most important festival in my developing liturgical calendar. This year will be the first time I'm celebrating it, so it will be a kind of experimental celebration, but I decided to share my ideas here.

EDIT: to make things clear, the holiday is created by me.

[Image description: the post begins with four black and white drawings, illustrations of Paradise Lost:

The rebel angels falling, Michael commanding the triumphing angels loyal to God

Lucifer speaking to the Fallen, raising his spear belligerently

Lucifer flying to land on Earth, a sphere among the stars

Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden, Eve giving the fruit to Adam

All pictures by Gustave Doré.]

The holiday lasts seven days, each dedicated to an event or motif from Luciferian mythos:

The Day of the Rebellion

Start: the dusk two nights before the Solstice Night

End: the next dusk

Theme: Rebellion in Heaven, the struggle for justice and liberation.

Celebration ideas:

Bless and light a Lightrising Candle. Any candle big enough to not burn out too soon will do. Let it burn for a while to symbolize the fires of rebellion. Remember fire safety. Before, you can have some fun decorating your candle!

If your practice involves acts of transgression and reversal (for example an ex-Catholic saying Credo in reverse), now is a good time for that. While such things can be helpful for those with religious trauma, make sure to be gentle with yourself and don't overdo it in a way that would hurt you.

Seeking out ways to help someone disadvantaged by the toxic system we live in (though remember it's always a good time for that!)

The Day of the Fall

Start: the dusk one night before the Solstice Night

End: the next dusk

Theme: the Fall

Celebration ideas:

Instead of lighting the Lighrising Candle, cover it with a dark cloth until the Lightrising Dawn.

Shadow work and cathartic activities.

You can wear something to signify mourning.

Lightrising

Start: the dusk of the Solstice Night

End: the next dusk

Theme: the Fallen rising again. Survival, persistence, hope, and renewal - even in face of Hell.

Celebration ideas:

If possible, the Lightrising night is a good time to hold a vigil.

At dawn you can again light the candle you lit on the Night of Rebellion and let it burn for a while. If you were not holding a vigil, you can just do that when you wake up.

Magic for healing and regeneration.

The Day of Pandemonium

Start: the dusk one night after the Solstice Night

End: the next dusk

Theme: fallen angels becoming demons and making Hell their own. The story of the building of Pandemonium.

Celebration ideas:

Making offerings and giving thanks to the demons in your life. Taking time to spend with them and appreciate them.

A shared meal with them.

DIY and upcycling.

The Day of the Serpent

Start: the dusk two nights after the Solstice Night

End: the next dusk

Theme: Lucifer as the Serpent and the bringer of knowledge to humanity.

Celebration ideas:

Did you know that in the Christian tradition, the Christmas tree was often associated with the tree of Eden? You can easily subvert and adapt it for your practice, and even make your own decorations!

Decorating and blessing fruit to be offered and eaten on the two following days.

Studying philosophy (or other things!)

The Day of Eve

Start: the dusk three nights after the Solstice Night

End: the next dusk

Theme: Eve as the mother of humanity, and her decision to take the fruit of knowledge and share it with Adam.

Celebration ideas:

Sharing a meal with Eve, Adam, and the Serpent. Eating the fruits you blessed the day before.

Discussing or, if alone, just reflecting on what you learned yesterday.

Sharing knowledge with others. For example, if celebrating in a group you can do short talks about things each of you is knowledgable about, or if solitary you can make a post on Tumblr!

The Day of the Earth

Start: the dusk four nights after the Solstice Night

End: the next dusk

Theme: humanity leaving Paradise. But it's not a sad holiday. As the Day of Pandemonium is dedicated to the demons of Hell, this day celebrates being human on Earth.

Celebration ideas:

It is a great time to spend time with your beloved people and do things that bring you joy. If you celebrate with others, you can incorporate the tradition of exchanging gifts on that day.

Animals count as earthly loved ones too! If you live with an animal friend, maybe give them a special treat?

The Day of the Earth is also a good time for ancestor veneration, and to make offerings to your local land spirits - including local folk devils.

[image description: a divider with the sigil of Lucifer made by @peculiar-666]

If you want to take inspiration from this, feel free to do so, as well as to share what you're doing and tag me so I can see!

#czortposting #lightrising #winter solstice #luciferian #luciferianism #theistic luciferian #theistic luciferianism #satanic #left hand path #lucifer #lucifer devotee #luciferian holidays #luciferian witch #luciferian witchcraft #occult

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fantimati · 4 months

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Mona's final ascension voice line is very interesting.

Mona: In the reflection of the water, I see the ascension of the morning star.

It's already confirmed Traveler is going to ascend eventually so it seems this is Mona scrying their fate.

"Morning Star" is another name for The Devil (Christianity) and a translation of the Latin word Lucifer, which also became a name for for the devil.

But ORIGINALLY, it had a few different meanings. The word lucifer in Latin could mean, the Planet Venus, the Roman god that represents Venus, or as a literal translation, "Light bringer "

I am not going to speak much of the Roman god Lucifer but I did find a very interesting fun fact. Lucifer (the Roman god) used to be two separate gods that both represented venus. 1 Represented Venus at dawn since Venus is the last star to disappear during the day, and the other represented Venus at dusk since Venus was the first one to show up at night. It reminds me of the twins, with both being stars but 1 having a white color pallet and the other having a darker one.

Another interesting thing that I noticed is that other than Mondstadt having a lot of Roman influences despite being clearly based off of Germany and generic medieval fantasy places it also has a lot of Roman influences. And The Traveler is implied to have originally fell there In starfell lake.

Venus is called a star and the traveler being a star with them drawing themselves as a star in the first cut scene. Anything that's another interesting parallel with the phrasing morning star and traveler.

And the term light bringer is very interesting because traveler is implied to have the power or element of light. them lighting up the statues of the seven and teleport waypoints is them literally being a light bringer.

Them having a demon name kind of implies some sort of connection between them and Celestia or teyvat as a whole.

It is already been said that to become a descender you do not necessarily have to be an alien. Jacob's plan to become one is proof of that.

What I am thinking is that the traveler is from this world and is not an alien. In fact they, and their twin are Phanes.

Think about it. Phanes is in genesin is anrogynous God and in real life they are a God of light. Phanes and Traveler have the connection of light in common.

#genshin impact #unfinished cuz uhhh if i think about greco roman mythology too much i lose my sanity (affectionate)#aether #lumine

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primordialsneeze · 9 months

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Is anyone else really.. disappointed with Critical Role wearable merch? Idk if it's an unpopular opinion or not but I just do not like 99% of the shirts and clothes they put out. There's like maybe 3 shirts that I like, and the Cadeucus cardigan, but the rest of it feels... boring? Like it's something I'd find in hot topic, or something that 12 different etsy sellers are getting off a third party website. So many of them feel weirdly familiar as well which is disappointing bc it makes everything feel so unoriginal which is the exact opposite of everything else to do with CR.

I think it's that they seem to have this fixation with minimalism and incognito stuff. I get that for a long time Dnd was a huge nerd thing that would get you ostracized and it was all very "if you get it you get it", but that's just not the case anymore. And even though they have to tread carefully and only sell CR things rather than Dnd (WotC) themed stuff I feel like they're missing SO MANY opportunities.

One of my biggest beefs is with the Gilmores Glorious Goods shirt. It's so WORDY. Which to me does NOT feel like Gilmore. The insignia on the Gilmore robe is better, but it's still so SIMPLE. Where's the flamboyance? Where's the pizzaz? Not in that shirt, that's for sure.

Another one is the Imogen denim shirt. I'll admit that it def has Imogen vibes, but it feels like it was made for one of those modern AU cosplays or something. I mean, Imogen has lightning trailing up her arms, and we're not going to do anything with that? We're just going to ignore the possibilities of lightning tiddies on a shirt? The shorts and sheer dress combo sparks NO ideas??

And what about jewelry? The Imodna ring? Laudnas rock chisel hair stick? Eyes of nine earrings or cuff links? A Sarinrae pendant? Change Bringer pendant, or Dusk Maven mask? (All of them changed in the same way they did for Sarinrae in TLoVM). Trinkets "pokeball"? Vox Machina's communication earring? A little Keychain of Ashtons hammer even? Please I am BEGGING for something that's not a graphic tee, or minimalism "If you know you know".

#critical role #cr3 #cr merch #cr2 #cr1 #the mighty nein #bells hells #imodna #vox machina #dnd

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singofus · 1 year

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@asoulunbound asked: “How are you feeling,” Astraeus had finished his duties early to be with his pregnant wife. No matter how many children they had, he would always be worried for her with every new one. He kneeled next to the armchair she was sitting in and placed his hand over her swollen belly. The movement under his hand cast a bright smile on his face. “Is the little one keeping you awake?”

unprompted ask | Always Accepting

No matter how run down she may ever feel, seeing her husband come home from work early to be with her always brought a smile to her face. She was truly being looked after today, with Mene looking after her this afternoon and Mama being with her this evening. She tried now to sleep throughout the day and night in little intervals, since she was getting more uncomfortable and unable to sleep for long periods of time uninterrupted. Her chariot was well and truly brought out of retirement and did make it so much easier to conduct her work.

As he kneels to say hello to their baby, she smiles and brushes her fingers over some of his feathers. Appreciating him with her again.

"Yes. They're so energetic." As she said that, a big movement came, pressing up against Astraeus's hand as if the baby was turning to press a hand to his. Well...

"Both of them, perhaps. Mene is convinced there is more than one." She herself had been looking at and examining her bump for a while, trying to feel two. Dawn maybe felt like she'd felt too, though she always had large bumps - though never two children at once. Her sister was quite the expert on this though and she trusted her. It felt right. "I think she might be right."

Now she watched her husband's expression, wondering how he'd react to that.

#. | rosy fingered light bringer (eos)#. | each day she shines and brings colour and light to the world (adulthood)#. | who better a consort to dawn than dusk? (eos/astraeus)#pregnancy tw #asoulunbound

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astronautbeans · 6 months

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working on an au I'm calling Rosethorn au :) it's a medieval fantasty au where the hermits/life series members are the representations of various concepts :D

for now the focus on the fic I'm writing is Gem being the representation of Life and Etho of Death and how they become friends and fall in love <3

it got me thinking of what other concepts other characters could be, so here's a few!

Gem - Life represents life, light, creation, energy. queen of Dawn, protector of all living things, 'Bringer of Light'. using her energy she can give life and create it, e.g. her blood will rapidly grow plants or restore barren ground. she sees it as her duty to help anyone she can, whoever they might be

Etho - Death represents death, darkness, destruction. referred to as 'Death’s favourite soldier' or similar. effortlessly uses his powers to take people to the grave, usually drawn to raging wars or towns plagued by sickness. is often rumoured to be a sadistic person that loves to kill, although he simply misses being around people and has taken to simply doing what he does best as Death's soldier

Jimmy - Peace represents peace and calmness, a tranquility. often misunderstood as Death, as he usually finds himself gently guiding others to the grave. (distant) relative of Gem.

Tango - War represents war and conflict. his very presence gets people on edge. wherever he goes, conflict follows. he is the Commander of King Joel's armies. always looking for fights and conflicts, he is one to seek out every opportunity to sow seeds for war. he is Jimmy's polar opposite, meaning that however much they'd love each other they can never be what they want to be without destroying everything around them (this is what drives him, it makes him rage against the entire world and especially those that gave him this role).

Joel - Chaos represents chaos, disorder, madness. King of Dreaded Dusk. Often referred to as 'the Mad King', 'the King of the North' or 'the Dreaded King'. he wants nothing more than to cause chaos in the world, to see others fall, to see people lose themselves to madness. his kingdom being named Dreaded Dusk is a direct play on Dawn, as he believes he will be the downfall of men and the bringer of night (aka insanity and chaos).

Cleo - Undeath represents undeath, being neither dead nor alive, and the state everything and everyone finds itself in just before they're truly dead. has the power over undead ones, as well as the power to turn people into the undead. they are the polar opposite of both Gem and Etho. they are King Joel's closest ally, although not loyal to the crown of Dreaded Dusk.

that's all for now!! suggestions are very welcome :D new posts will have the #rosethorn au tag

#rosethorn au #hermitcraft #life series #geminitay #ethoslab #gemtho #jimmy solidarity #tangotek #joel smallishbeans #zombiecleo #trafficshipping #hermitshipping #trafficblr #hermitblr

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banerpg · 4 months

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not sure if you're doing ask games, but could we please have the skeletons as the cinnamon roll meme? :D thank you!

Ask and you shall receive .. I will preface though that if you apply for a skeleton with a different vibe than below, don't read into it as a couple of them I did see going other ways !

Black Oath — Looks like they could kill you, is actually a cinnamon roll.

Blood Omen — Sinnamon roll.

Bone Pyre — Looks like they could kill you, is actually a cinnamon roll.

Dark Heir — Looks like they could kill you, could actually kill you.

Dusk Blade — Looks like they could kill you, could actually kill you.

False Knight — Looks like they could kill you, could actually kill you.

God Burner — Looks like they could kill you, could actually kill you.

Grave Relic — Looks like a cinnamon roll, is actually a cinnamon roll.

Light Bringer — Looks like they could kill you, is actually a cinnamon roll.

Lost Poet — Looks like a cinnamon roll, is actually a cinnamon roll.

Night Shrike — Looks like a cinnamon roll, could actually kill you.

Storm Saint — Looks like a cinnamon roll, could actually kill you.

#answered #black oath #blood omen #bone pyre #dark heir #dusk blade #false knight #god burner #grave relic #light bringer #lost poet #night shrike #storm saint

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hezzabeth · 6 months

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Next story part of Saying Farewell to Armageddon

A forest had engulfed Baker Street. A romantic, sunlit forest with twisting trees covered in puffy, bright yellow blossoms bursting from upturned cobblestones. Dotted among them were smaller, dark trees heavy with bunches of magenta berries. Two of the feral children had already attacked the berries, their lips a deep purple.

Dityaa stopped helping Revati with the popcorn cart and started skipping towards the children. Revati sneezed loudly as the pollen hit her nose. She hated to admit it, but it was all rather pretty.

A few feet away, Brigadeiro was working outside the greenhouse along with the school students and Dusk. Mrs. Gupta was glaring at them with firm disapproval. “Does that fool have any idea how much water plants use?” She grumbled to Revati, who was pushing the cart towards everyone.

“I told you, Mrs. Gupta, these are all drought-resistant native Australian plants,” Brigadeiro replied as he stooped over an upturned cobblestone, spraying the mud below. There was a faint rustling sound, and a bush burst from the earth. The bush had peculiar finger-like mint-green leaves. Seconds later, it was covered in hot pink fleshy fruit.

“They look like your hair,” Revati remarked, faintly startled by the entire thing. “Here, try one,” Brigadeiro replied, picking a piece of fruit and handing it to Revati.

“I was only gone for less than an hour,” Revati pointed out.

“I know, if I had more time, I would have been able to turn that old fountain into a herb garden,” Brigadeiro said with a small shrug.

A fresh, salty-sweet flavor hit Revati’s tongue, and she swallowed loudly, staring at the fruit with astonishment. “It’s so unusual,” she said after a second of shocked silence.

“Enchylaena tomentosa, otherwise known as Ruby Saltbush; they used to grow wild all over the deserts of Australia,” Brigadeiro said as Revati devoured the rest of the berry.

“Australia? Is that one of the smaller Saturn moons?” Revati asked, and Brigadeiro chuckled.

“No, it’s an ancient old Earth country,” Brigadeiro said. As far as Revati knew, nobody had stepped foot on old Earth in almost a thousand years.

“Don’t laugh at me, you thought a dog was a shoe!” Revati snapped back, tossing the rest of the fruit onto the earth. The bush rustled, and a branch grabbed the bright pink berry, shoving it into the dirt.

“Is it supposed to do that?” Revati asked, faintly horrified.

“Oh yes, it’s just reabsorbing its nutrients! All plants are modified to be self-sustaining,” Brigadeiro said cheerfully, and he reached into his jumpsuit pocket once again. This time he pulled out a tiny, slim plastic box. He held it up to his eye, and it made a clicking sound.

“What’s that?” Revati asked suspiciously.

“Oh this is just my seed vault! I did my master's thesis project on native Australian plants,” he said as he showed Revati the inside of his vault. The inside of the box was filled with tiny balls of clear goo, each with a speck inside.

“Why are you doing this? These seeds would be worth a fortune on the black market,” Revati asked, and Brigadeiro shrugged.

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"The least I can do after you saved my life is to build a self-sustaining garden for your community," he said, plucking one of the gel balls out before closing the ball with a snap. "Besides, it’s fun! Gardening has always been my passion," he added as he walked to the old fountain.

Juniper and Aurora were busy filling the fountain with volcanic Martian dirt. "You agreed to help him on this project? I thought you hated him," Revati whispered to Aurora.

"Shhh! I don’t hate him! I just don’t want you getting into a mess! I’m willing to like anyone who makes us more food," Aurora hissed.

"Miss Juniper! Will you say our prayer before the planting?" Bridgadeiro asked, and Juniper rolled her eyes.

"Fine, O Goup, Divine Goddess of Fertility and Wellness. Bringer of cosmic balance and nurturer of all that grows. We seek Your bountiful grace and nurturing embrace. To foster life’s richness wherever it flows.

In Your lush gardens, where seeds turn to flowers, Grant us the strength to cultivate with care, To nurture each bud and blossom with love, And rejoice in the abundance we share.

May Your fertile essence inspire our lands, With a symphony of life, vibrant and bright, Guiding our steps in the dance of creation, Under Your watchful, life-giving light. Amen." Juniper finished.

"Amen! That was lovely! You could be a high priestess," Bridgadeiro smiled.

"No thanks," Juniper replied as Bridgadeiro pushed the gel ball into the soil. Bridgadeiro then pulled out the bottle of serum, which was now half empty. "Two pumps," Bridgadeiro smiled, pumping the soil. A vine-like plant with sharp leaves sprang out of the fountain, seconds later covered in heavy greenish-yellow vegetables. "Bush banana, very high in protein, but it tastes best cooked," Bridgadeiro smiled, gesturing to the plant.

Bridgadeiro reached for his seed vault again, and Revati grabbed his hand. "No, you've given us more than enough! Stop wasting your serum," she said firmly.

"What the hell is that doing here?" Nanni's voice suddenly screamed. Nanni was standing next to the popcorn cart, pointing at the broken android.

"We found it in the maze, right after I sucked a bunch of black sand out of Queen Victoria’s bosom," remarked Dityaa. Dityaa was sitting on the ground, fashioning a flower crown out of several yellow flower-covered twigs.

"Actually, I found it first. She warned me that something called 'the spider' is coming," Revati explained. Nanni was trembling, shaking her head from side to side.

"You need to burn that thing! The only good thing that came from it was your sister!" Nanni said, and Dityaa glanced up, looking faintly confused.

"I came from that? Didn’t I grow in Anna’s body like Sissy?" Dityaa asked curiously, and Nanni pursed her lips together.

"No, you grew in that maternity droid… lots of babies did before the war," Nanni said evasively.

"I did! Then we should save it, we should dress it up and put it on display," Dityaa smiled. Dityaa slowly got up and then tenderly placed the flower crown on the android's head. "Your mother can't see this! Go make a fire right now," hissed Nanni, ripping the crown off.

"It's made out of solid metal! I can't make a fire hot enough to burn it," Revati pointed out.

"You have no idea! This thing killed over a dozen people! It destroyed ripped their hands off!" Nanni grimaced, kicking it.

"Really? It seemed more interested in saving us," Revati said dubiously.

"It's an empty shell, you can't trust emptiness! It could be filled with anything," Nanny said firmly, and Aurora cleared her throat slightly.

"Mistress?" She asked.

"Hmm," Revati replied.

"We could take the android to the blacksmith forge; they would be able to melt metal," Aurora said with a small shrug.

"The blacksmith forge, the one in the medieval faire? I'm not in the mood to have rancid urine thrown all over me," Revati shuddered.

"They use it to brush their teeth," Dityaa said helpfully.

"I know a back way of getting in, I use it when I visit my girlfriend," Aurora admitted, blushing bright red.

"Girlfriend?" Revati cried with surprise.

"Yes, she's the daughter of the guy who plays the castle's beekeeper," Aurora admitted with a small shy smile.

"Is that where our honey comes from?" Revati asked, and Aurora nodded meekly.

"Well, you are a lady full of surprises!" Revati said, and Aurora looked pleased.

"I always meet her at noon; we have plenty of time to get the android there," Aurora said. Revati glanced up at the sky. "It’s hard to tell what time it is; the trees are blocking the sun," Revati grimaced with annoyance. "It's 10:32 AM circus Martian time," Bridgadeiro said helpfully, flipping over his wrist. A glowing clock had been tattooed onto his skin. Revati flinched, and Bridgadeiro smiled reassuringly.

"Don’t worry! It’s just a standard tattoo clock; it doesn’t think for itself," Bridgadeiro said reassuringly, and Revati sighed with relief.

"Can I come too? I’m dying to see the inside of Medieval faire!" Dityaa remarked.

"Only if you go clean yourself up; you’re starting to smell like a blocked drain," Revati firmly replied.

"I smell like vanilla and fresh flowers!" Dityaa shrieked back before storming off in the direction of their home.

"Medieval Faire. Before the tornado, Revati only ever visited Medieval Faire once a week. Revati would slip her hand into her father's, and together they would head down to trade carrots. Father had at one point asked if they wanted any tomatoes, and Lady Morganna shrieked it was "new world poison." Out of all the actors, the residents of Medieval Faire were the most authentic.

#nanowrimo #nanowrimo2023 #science fiction #life on mars #speculative worldbuilding #speculative fiction #scifi #ya scifi #ya dystopia #writing science fiction #creative writing #writing goals

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abunchofnumbers05 · 2 months

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HOW LUNARI VIEW BABIES BORN DURING DIFFERENT SKY/SPACE PHENOMENA

As tribes that worship opposite celestial bodies both Lunari and Solari have their own superstitions regarding childbirth during certains spacial phenomenons.

The Lunari worship the moon and the phenomenons that occur during the night.

Solar eclipse As the moon covers the sun Lunari believe the chil was protected by celestial forces. They might be seen as blessed individuals who were shielded from the harm of the sun by the alignment of the moon.

Lunari see this as signs of divine intervention or messages from the aspects. Babies born during eclipses are thought to have been chosen for a particular purpose or destiny.

Solar eclipses are seen as moments of spiritual cleansing or transformation. Babies born during this celestial event might be regarded as being spiritually purified or reborn.

Lunar eclipse (Blood moon) Lunar eclipses are viewed as fortunate omens. Babies born during lunar eclipses are considered blessed or fortunate. It is believed that they would enjoy a prosperous and successful life, with good luck accompanying them.

Sometimes viewed as potent spiritual events, symbolizing transformation and enlightenment. Babies born during lunar eclipses might be seen as being imbued with special spiritual insights or wisdom.

There are beliefs that babies born during lunar eclipses possesses magical powers or abilities. They might be regarded as having a strong connection to the lunar energies and the spirit world.

Comet shower Lunari view meteor showers as spiritual events, often interpreting them as signs from the aspects or their ancestors. They might perform rituals or ceremonies during meteor showers, seeking guidance or protection.

Interpreted as signs of impending change or upheaval in the natural order babies born at this time are seen as bringer of change and are regarded as lucky or having good athletic prowess such as climbing or running.

Day Due to the conflict between Lunari and Solari, Lunari children born during the day will be treated as outcasts.

If the child is born at twilight or dusk their situation is salvageable and will be treated as normal.

However if a child was to be born at high noon, when the sun is at it's peak, they'll be seen as rejectors of the light of the moon and a council of elders will decide the child's fate, usually resorting to abandoning the infant somewhere in the wilderness and letting fate take it's course.

Cloudy night Both Lunari and Solari accept a little rain during a birth as it is seen as a symbol of life, however a cloudy day is seen as a bad omen as their celestial body of worship is hidden.

Rainy night Even on cloudy or rainy days when the sun is not visible, the timing of a baby's birth can still hold symbolic significance.

Rain is often associated with fertility, cleansing, and renewal. Babies born on rainy days might be seen as being blessed with the purifying and life-giving properties of water, symbolizing growth, abundance, and emotional depth.

Moon phases:

Full Moon or during a Super Moon: often associated with heightened energy and fertility many Lunari parents want to have the light of the full moon to be the first thing their babies seen after birth. Many associate beauty with those born during a full moon.

New Moon: associated with beginnings and renewal. Babies born during the new moon are thought to have special potential or destinies.

Waxing Moon: associated with growth and development. Babies born during this phase might be seen as having traits of vitality and strength.

Waning Moon: associated with letting go and release. Babies born during this phase might be seen as having traits of introspection or wisdom.

Aurora australis

An aurora australis is an extremely rare visible phenomenon that occurs in the far south of Runeterra. It can sometimes be seen in low altitudes of Ixtal, Shurima and Mount Targon.

Such a spectacle might be viewed as a divine blessing or a sign of favor from the aspects.

Some believe that auroras are portals to the spirit world or manifestations of celestial. To be born under an aurora could be interpreted as a moment of profound spiritual connection, with the newborn being imbued with special gifts or insights from the spirit realm.

Might symbolize the infusion of cosmic energy and vitality into the newborn's life, marking them as a beacon of light and hope for their community.

"Blue hour" The "blue hour" of the day, which occurs during twilight when the sun is below the horizon, is characterized by a unique blue hue in the sky. The birth of a baby during the blue hour might be perceived as a moment of transition and magic.

The blue hour marks the transition between day and night, symbolizing the liminal space where the boundaries between light and darkness blur. The birth of a baby during this time might be seen as a symbolic representation of transition and renewal, signifying the beginning of a new chapter in the baby's life journey.

The tranquil ambiance evokes feelings of peace, serenity, and introspection. This peaceful time might be viewed as a blessing, with the newborn embodying qualities of calmness, harmony, and inner strength.

#headcanon #headcanons #league of legends #lol #lol headcanons #aphelios and alune #aphelios #alune #diana league of legends #lunaria #moon #moon phases

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life-winners-liveblog · 1 month

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Why are you even still with the southlanders is the first place? After everything that happened? If I where you I would have given up in them and join the other Jimmys at the dusk bringer

LL!Jimmy: I'm not, The Southlanders are dead and buried... Martyn went with Ren and made the dukedom, Mumbo avoids most of us like the plague, I hate most of them and Impulse just dipped months ago and I haven't got any clue what he's doing.

#asks #trafficblr #traffic series #jimmy solidarity

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