Anat the Canaanite goddess of sexual love, war, and hunting. Progenitress of heroes, lady of Palestine.
Info on each sketch below:
Top right: Anat is shown here in a man's war kilt and her hair pulled up, a nod to the Anat statue head found in Gaza. This is after Baal Hadad's 'death', with her cheeks gouged by grief and face painted to resemble a man's beard. This beard imitation combined with her topless clothing and the horned headdress she wears is to evoke a sense of Baal having risen from the dead to claim revenge.
Bottom Right: An exploration of her musculature, with a focus on the markings on her hips and stomach. Drawn from female Canaanite fertility idols that show similar markings with a lot of emphasis on the navel/bellybutton.
Bottom Left: Anat at the feast of Baal's new palace. She wears expensive, imported Egyptian linens. Her hair is braided, eyelids darkened with kohl, and hands darkened with henna.
Center: Anat's fullbody with lots of influence from historical Palestinian dress. She is shown with a vulture because Aqhat, killed at her order, was eaten by vultures and because Anat is often shown with wing imagery.
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Heartless Anattractional
[pt; Heartless Anattractional]
A person who is anattractional and is reclaiming the term "Heartless". They may or may not feel love in any sense. This can also apply to those who are anatspec or fall under the umbrella.
This may also apply to anattractional people who
- Are no/low empathy, sympathy, or compassion
-Have a stereotypically dangerous disorder
- Don't feel connection to people
- Are or are seen as cruel, mean, dangerous, angry, cold, etc
- Are nonpartnering / nonbefriending / etc
And more.
For fun, an emoji code would be 🔪♥️ or ♥️❌ or 🔪♥️❌.
This flag was mostly made because I hate the other anattractional flags and I also felt like the term "heartless" applied to me and I wanted to reclaim it.
More about the flag below the cut- stripe colors, color codes, and meanings.
The flag has seven stripes and an upside-down heart in the middle, with a black hole in it the center.
The first stripe has the hex code #4a4a4a, and has the RGB code rgba(74,74,74,255). It's approximately the color Tundora, and is a dark gray. It represents those who are on the anattractional spectrum or fall under the umbrella, and a "gray", foggy, blurry area that some may experience when trying to figure out attraction, or a lack thereof, and obscurity.
The second stripe is just pitch black. It represents those who are entirely anattractional. It also generally represents the lack of attraction and/or connection, as well as the lack of visibility to aspecs and anats.
The third stripe has the hex code #641421 and the RGB code rgba(100,20,33,255). It's approximately the color Cherrywood, and is a very deep, slightly rosey red. The color represents the perceived danger or heartlessness of aspecs, especially, in this case, anattractionals. It can represent blood that flows through a heart, and the blood that would supposedly spill in the absence of one.
The fourth stripe is approximately Rouge. It has the hex color #a7386d and the RGB code rgba(167,56,109,255). It's dark pink, with a small whiff of red if you squint. The stripe represents the anats who have not realized it, are in the closet, mask it, or do not fit the typical idea of an anat or a heartless anat.
From here, the flag is symmetrical; the fifth is the same as the third, the sixth to the second, and the seventh to the first.
In the second version of the flag, the upside-down heart's color is similar to Amaranth. Its hex code is #f13156 and the RGB code is rgba(241,49,86,255). It's a bright, rosey red. In the center of it is a pitch black hole. It represents heartlessness. Literally.
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Can you do a reader X Baal X Anat RoR story?
Baal is the Canaanite God of storms, fertility, and harvest (sometimes also being seen as a god of Spring due to him dying to Möt and his rebirth by having Anat (the Canaanite goddess of war) going to Hymr (the Underworld) and saving him.). He's seen as a gentle god to them but can have a bit of a temper if you mess with him, his lover, or his followers.
I'm thinking that the reader, Baal, and Anat are in the temple of Baal ( in Canaanite mythos, the gods lived in their temples and were dressed, fed, and cared for by their priests) when Baal or Anat gets called to fight Alexander the not so Great. You can choose who wins or of its wholesome or a bit of angst
Sorry if this is vague and you can't write it
A/N: Don't worry about it Anon, I usually only write for the characters I know about but this gave me such a great opportunity to learn something new! I just had to take the chance!! I'm sorry I took so long!
I hope I got it right, please enjoy it~♡
The storm gods eternal supporters 💙🌪
➩ Y/N once a worshipper to the god couple Baal and Anat, found themselves to have become their lover!Things were great for them and their relationship thrived while living in Canaan.
But one day their messenger brings serious news about Ragnarok having started, and either Baal or Anat are forced to fight for the gods. Causing disturbance to their peaceful lives!
➩ Reader type: Mortal Gn! Reader x Anat x Baal
⚠: Mild injury, light angst, arguing between couple, death of a character!
In the heart of Canaan, amidst the golden fields of wheat and the roar of distant thunderstorms, stood the grand temple of Baal.
It was a place of reverence and worship, where the Canaanite people gathered to pay homage to their beloved deity, the God of storms, fertility, and harvest.
Within its sacred walls, Baal, alongside his cherished lover Anat, resided, watched over and cared for by their devoted priests.
Y/N, a faithful follower of Baal and Anat, often found solace and guidance within the temple's hallowed halls.
They would offer prayers and sacrifices, seeking the benevolent favor of their gods, to be closer to them somehow.
One fateful day this wish that felt impossible came true, as Y/N was welcomed to become more than a worshipper, a friend, a lover.
All thanks to their endless devotion!
But happiness as it seemed wouldn't last forever once Ragnarok came around and on this particular day, the tranquility of the temple was shattered by urgent whispers and hurried footsteps in the distance.
Y/N looked up, their heart skipping a beat as they saw their loyal messenger before them. Anat and Baal pulls Y/N by their was it, closer to themselves protectingly.
There was a tension in the air, a sense of foreboding that Y/N couldn't shake.
Before Y/N could ask what was even going on, the messenger breathless and wild-eyed, finally spoke about the news he bore.
"My lords," he gasped, "The gods of Valhalla demand one of you to duel against Alexander the Great. Ragnarok it has-"
Anat's eyes blazed with fury, her grip on her spear tightening, she couldn't believe what she was hearing! Baal, usually serene and gentle, puts his hand on Anat's to calm her.
"We must act swiftly then, I will go and fight for us. I'll spare you from another battle my darling Anat.." He declared, his voice resonating with power and love.
Y/N and Anat stared at the god in disbelief, Anat's face tensing up with tears rolling down her face, rather than turning soft like Baal had hoped for.
"Are you out of your mind Baal! I shall confront this so called Alexander the great and protect you and Y/N from harm."
Y/N's heart clenched with fear at the thought of Baal or Anat facing such a formidable foe.
They pleaded silently for both their safety, knowing that with Baal's gentle nature could be overshadowed by his wrath if provoked, as well for Anat, who often could be reckless.
Baal's gaze hardened, something he rarely could do, especially to his lovers.
"As I've said I'll not risk your safety, Anat. This fight is mine to face alone.."
Anat clenched her first, the weight of their decision hanging heavy in the air. But before their debate could escalate further, a voice soft interrupted them.
"I know you want to protect us Baal, but understand where Anat is coming from.." declared Y/N, their voice gentle yet firm.
Baal and Anat turned to regard Y/N, their presence softened the tension between the bickering lovers. Anat's eyes softened as she reached out to caress Y/N's cheek.
Thankful for their understanding.
"Thank you my sweet Y/N, this is exactly why we adore you so~"
Y/N accepts the goddess and her warm caress, letting Anat stroke the side of their face until Y/N let's their hand cover Anat's.
Anat looks confused at her lover.
"But.. I do believe Baal should get the chance to prove himself, Anat."
"No.. No! I cannot bear to see Baal in harm's way! Please understand Baal!!"
Y/N smiled reassuringly at Anat, pulling her into a embrace while she panicked.
"Trust in our bond, Anat. Together, we can weather any storm." Baal spoke reassuringly, joining in on their shared embrace.
With a nod and a few tears, Anat reluctantly agreed to the decision. Baal would be the one to face Alexander, with Anat and Y/N standing vigil at the sidelines watching.
When that day came Anat and Y/N nervously watched, comforting each other.
The battlefield raged with the fury of a thousand storms as Baal clashed with Alexander. Lightning crackled and thunder roared, shaking the very foundations of the cosmos.
Baal fought with all his might, his power unleashed in a torrent of divine wrath. But Alexander proved to be a formidable opponent, his tactics cunning and his resolve unyielding.
Baal found himself gravely wounded, his strength waning with each passing moment.
Anat's cry of anguish pierced the chaos of battle, tears streaming down her cheeks as she watched her beloved falter. Y/N's heart ached at the sight too, their own tears mingling with Anat's.
Baal, battered and bruised, felt the darkness closing in around him. But then, amidst the cacophony of battle, he heard their cries.
The voices of his beloveds reached him, stirring something deep within his soul.
With a roar of defiance, Baal summoned every last ounce of strength within him. With renewed determination, he pressed on, his every strike fueled by the love and devotion of Anat and Y/N.
Finally, the tide of battle turned. Alexander faltered before the might of Baal's fury.
With one final, decisive blow, Baal emerged victorious. As the dust settled, Baal stumbled forward, his wounds still raw and bleeding.
But then, he saw them, his lovers rushing to his side, their arms open wide in welcome. With a grateful yet weak smile, Baal collapsed into their embrace, the weight of his victory and his wounds finally catching up to him.
But in the arms of his beloveds, he found solace and strength, knowing that together, they would weather any storm that came their way.
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❍The goddesses of love, ecstasy & Eros, are often also the goddesses of War & battle— because they dwell on the ridge between this world and the otherworld, between this world of higher order states of existence and those that are more homogenous, chaotic, plasmic and fluid; the interstitial-embryonic fluid-like states of existence prior to the differentiation and birth of form.
❍Their domain is that borderland, that space in-between, our dreams and the ordinary waking states, the hypnagogic realms. In trance states is where you encounter them. They are the ones that bridge unmanifest possibilities and manifest actuality.
❍With them we hold hands when we wish to manifest and birth new possibilities into form, this is the creative and erotic face of the goddess; but it is also these ones that we hold hands with when we cross the bridge at death to exit this world and enter the next, this is the destroyer face of goddess, the taking away, wiping out of that which is outworn and no longer serves and the tighter we hold on to the old, the harder the battle of letting go becomes.
❍She is there to facilitate our transitions.
❍The liminal goddesses are the spirit beings that walk between this life and the next, liminal in more ways than one, they do not conform to the rules of this world, they transcend them, while they may walk in this world, as archetypes whose characteristics we embody, they and we are ultimately beyond the confines and limitations of this world.
#anat #asherah #warriorgoddess #liminalspace #chaos
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