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tylermileslockett · 9 hours
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Atalanta#8 "Aphrodites Revenge"
The marriage between Hippomenes and Atalanta proves strong and true, and Hippomenes doesn’t stifle his wife’s wild independence. On the contrary, he loves her the more for it. Many days they hunt together in the forests, and before long they have a son, Parthenopaeus. However, Hippomenes made an unforgivable mistake. He forgot to honor and sacrifice to Aphrodite for helping him win the foot race. The Olympians do not forget such things easily, and the goddess plans her revenge. One day the pair rest inside a cave dedicated to the mother goddess Cybele, where Aphrodite bewitches the two with lust, and they lay together within site of the gods. Furious at the blasphemous act, Cybele turns the lovers to lions, and put them under the harnesses of the Goddesses chariot.
Atalanta and Hippomenes son, Parthenopaeus, has his own epic life and story, as he goes on to be one of the captains in “The Seven Against Thebes” play. The third in a trilogy by “the father of Greek tragedy”, Aeschylus, the play concerns the two sons of King Oedipus of Thebes, Eteocles, who refuses to relinquish the throne, and Polynices, the other son who leads a revolt army led by seven Argive (from city-state of Argos) captains.
Cybele, a mother goddess of fertility, motherhood, and wilds, has her roots in Anatolia (Turkey), also knows as Asia Minor, in the kingdom of Phrygia. Using the title of Meter Theon, or “Mother of the gods,” the Greek equivalent would be Rhea. The goddess was born a hermaphrodite, but the other gods, fearing this duality, cut of her penis and discarded it. Later, when her mortal lover, Attis, spurns her, she drives him crazy and he amputates his penis and bleeds to death at the base of a pine tree. Thus, Cybele’s cult was run by transgender eunuch priests; the Galli. The orgiastic rites of the cult of Cybele share similarities with the cult of Dionysus. Apparently the priests and other followers, in honor of Cybeles castration, would work themselves into a frenzy, and mutilate and bleed themselves upon violets (representing Attis blood) adorned on a sacred pine tree.
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saltwatergirl6 · 18 days
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taking what’s not yours
jason grace x neptune!reader
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a/n: this is based on a song called “taking what’s not yours” by tv girl, i’ve never really done a heavily song-inspired fic so i hope u guys like this. if u guys actually like this, i’ll write a pt 2 <33
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i don't really know if she cares or not, all i know is she left a lot of stuff in my apartment, she’s never getting back
before jason’s sudden disappearance, everything was perfect, maybe too perfect, and maybe that’s why it got taken away.
you two were new into your relationship, after years of hopelessly pining over each other.
but it just had to happen.
he had to disappear for months and come back with only the memory of your name, nothing else, not the smell of the salt water that occupied everyone’s senses when you walked by or the laugh only he could get out of you by being his real self.
but something was missing, that look in his eyes were missing, it was reserved for someone else, her, not you.
thoughts of who you were occupied jason’s mind, you were a mystery to him, a case that hasn’t been solved yet.
he remembered your name on the bus back at the grand canyon, when he didn’t even remember his own age, you must’ve been important, right?
a best friend, perhaps?
no, something deeper than that.
as these thoughts raced in his mind, he layed down on his perfectly made bed and pillows that smelled like the ocean breeze, the breeze he smelled when you ran up to hug him when he first landed to new rome with his friends.
and as the smell on my pillow fades,her cigarettes might stay, like a roman colosseum, a dry and worthless monument to our love.
everything reminded him of you, but then he saw an unfamiliar vintage camera on his nightstand.
it was decorated with blue star stickers.
he was surprised that it still worked.
he turned it on with an ease, even though he didn’t remember ever owning a camera.
he finally managed to see the previous pictures in the camera.
there you were, next to him, laughing as you looked at him, you looked so easy together, so simple, yet so in love.
his bright blue eyes were glued on you, jason noticed how happy he looked in the picture.
then the camera snapped to the next picture, and it suddenly made him realise something.
a picture of you and him kissing was plastered on the screen, he wondered who even managed to take these pictures.
he was in love with you.
now he actually needed some rest to realise everything. wasn’t he supposed to love piper? isn’t that not what the gods above wanted?
ooh, i still have your lighter, ooh, i still have your book, ooh, i still have everything you brought, but you never took
but it wasn’t about the gods for once, it was about you. as he turned the camera off and turned back to put it on the nightstand, he found a familiar, from jupiter knows where, copy of 1984 by george orwell on the nightstand.
he also noticed some seashell jewellery that only a certain person would wear.
the book didn’t look new, it was annotated and the paperback had chirped slightly.
as he opened the paperback, he saw a written on it.
“dear jason, hope you love this book just as much as i love you, y’know where to find me to discuss it afterwards <3
love, y/n (not)”
he did.
he knew where to find you, he remembered you, and he would come find you, but not yet, he had to make things right first.
you know where to find me, and I know where to look.
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chim-aera · 4 months
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godly parent quiz (created by a Greek mythology nerd)
https://uquiz.com/QCYCYm
I've been so sick of the quizzes asking things like blue and seafood for Poseidon, etc, so I took 3 weeks and made this baby haha!! I really hope it doesn't flop, this took so long
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itsashree · 1 year
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“Death to Chronos”
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laconicearthling · 2 months
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Pick Your Camp Half-Blood Cabin🥇🌷🍀🧙🏻‍♀️
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chrissabug · 1 year
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Hades and Persephone
On a cold Saturnalia night, Persephone, Queen of the Underworld finds the missing King.💀
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zenobianeil · 1 year
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I love triumph of Dionysus paintings, but this Triumph of Ariadne by Hans Marart is where I want to be.
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kellynicole515 · 6 months
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Can we get an F in the chat for Hades?
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puddlestheduck1 · 29 days
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2 years of art improvement!! Keep going pookies practice makes perfect:
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Poseidon from Percy Jackson :3.
left: 2022
right: today
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sebastian-louis · 6 months
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Hyacinth by Louise Glück
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Is that an attitude for a flower, to stand
like a club at the walk; poor slain boy,
is that a way to show
gratitude to the gods? White
with colored hearts, the tall flowers
sway around you, all the other boys,
in the cold spring, as the violets open.
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There were no flowers in antiquity
but boys’ bodies, pale, perfectly imagined.
So the gods sank to human shape with longing.
In the field, in the willow grove,
Apollo sent the courtiers away.
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And from the blood of the wound
a flower sprang, lilylike, more brilliant
than the purples of Tyre.
Then the god wept: his vital grief
flooded the earth.
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Beauty dies: that is the source
of creation. Outside the ring of trees
the courtiers could hear
the dove’s call transmit
its uniform, its inborn sorrow—
They stood listening, among the rustling willows.
Was this the god’s lament?
They listened carefully. And for a short time
all sound was sad.
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There is no other immortality:
in the cold spring, the purple violets open.
And yet, the heart is black,
there is its violence frankly exposed.
Or is it not the heart at the center
but some other word?
And now someone is bending over them,
meaning to gather them—
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They could not wait
in exile forever.
Through the glittering grove
the courtiers ran
calling the name
of their companion
over the birds’ noise,
over the willows’ aimless sadness.
Well into the night they wept,
their clear tears
altering no earthly color.
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arkhaos · 2 years
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Not planned at all but, here is Demeter🌾 I hope you like my version of her 😊🌼. She’s in a good mood now, you know why 🌸. I was sketching in between drawings and this came out! I guess she wanted to say hi ✨ . . #Demeter #GreekMythology #GreekGods #Mythology #godsof_olympus #MitologiaGriega #Heroes #Persephone #Zeus #DiosesGriegos #heroesofolympus #illustration #digitalart #digitaldrawing #art #drawing #spring #flowers #mitologiagriega #digitalillustration #ilustracion #dibujo #draw #dessin #fantasyart #comics #storytelling #artedigital #ilustração https://www.instagram.com/p/CeHeajqqCPA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tylermileslockett · 3 months
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"Chthonic Ascent" (# in my Orpheus and Eurydice series), illustrated by me,
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rikibarrola · 2 years
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Se si quieres como un Dios Griego… el culto al cuerpo 👊🏻😎 @enrifloresc 🔥👌🏻🙊 #aesthetic #greekgods #muscular #men #musclemodel #bodybuilding #gymlife #gymmotivation #photoshoot #fitnessmotivation #photoshoot #rikibarrola (en AC Hotels by Marriott Santa Fe) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkCgyqZotsV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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tillygirl · 1 year
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The Big 3 kids
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And their parents
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Although the kids one is more accurate
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madisonstvlaire · 4 months
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Baby Artemis: Hey dad?
Zeus: Yes,Child?
Artemis: how long can someone breath in a washing machine while it's running?
Zeus, Chuckling: Now,why would you want to know that, Artemis?
Artemis;
Zeus:
Zeus: WHERE'S APOLLO-
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laconicearthling · 2 months
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