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mangor · 1 year
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... the faun ...
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tedwardbak · 1 year
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Drawing for a new hand-made print partially based on the illustration Voici La Figure de L’esprit from Le Secret de La Poule Noire (1820) which I found referenced in Grillot de Givry’s Witchcraft, Magic & Alchemy. Possibly the beginning of a small series.
I call this drawing The Summoning. It refers to the conduit and geographical consolidation of occult power at the California coast (redwood, Pacific coast and coast range) — which is a historic locus of spiritual and supernatural activity.
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sunterstudio · 1 year
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The harvest god is coming along nicely 🍂🌾🍁 still thinking about glazes and colours though 🤔 #art #artist #artwork #fineart #ceramic #ceramics #ceramicsculpture #sculpture #clay #ceramicart #handmade #artstudio #sunterstudio #contemporaryceramics #clayart #clayartist #harvestgod #naturespirit #pagan #paganism (at Banks Mill Studios) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkYqIfDsbGA/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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The Banshee/Beansidhe: . It is the duty of the banshee or 'woman of the fairies' to foretell the death of an individual. Banshees are attached to particular families and their cry us only heard when a family member is about to die. Banshees are reported either to be young women of mournful aspect, or else to take the form of womanly creatures or hags. With eyes glazed white or red from weeping, she continually combs her hair with a gold or silver comb. The cries of the banshee are echoed by professional mourners or keeners 'bhean chaointe' who were engaged to maintain high piercing cries and moans or 'ochone' at a funeral wake. The very first being to set up a keening cry was the Irish goddess, Brighid, one of the Tuatha de Danaan; she wailed for the death of her only son, Rúadán, and that was the first keening ever heard in Ireland. I will be posting different kinds of banshee folklore in the near future! . Photo/edit: @jules_idunn thank you! Check out her amazing page! . _________________ 🔔 Turn on post notification 🔔 ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ - DON’T FORGET TO: 😊 - ❤️LIKE 💬COMMENT 🚩SAVE ➖ ☑️ Checkout the link ↙️ @nord_blod for my craft shop !! ☑️ And discover my Blog and my best books about the Nordic mythology and viking story. ↙️ Link in my bio: @tyrenis_northern_shaman Website ↙️ www.northern-shaman.org . . . #faerieworlds #thebanshee #banshee #viking #norse #folktale #folktales #norsegods #celticwoman #celticgod #pagan #irishfolklore #banshees #faeries #cryptid #naturespirit #cryptids #mythology #celticmagic #mythologicalcreatures #celticgods #fairies #magicalcreatures #celticart #celticfolklore #bestiary #celticgoddess #celticmythology #mythologies _________________ https://www.instagram.com/p/Cj7-NAlNRfY/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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pascal-bernheim · 2 years
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📷 TEMPÊTE DE VENT SUR LE LÉMAN / WINDSTORM ON LAKE GENEVA La Tour-de-Peilz Juillet / July 2015
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artistassinideas · 5 days
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Gólem de Tierra (versión 2.0): Un golem terrenal, hacen cosas terrenales y golemciosas. Versión original: https://www.deviantart.com/ni-idea/art/Earth-Golem-799926591 ..................... Earth Golem (Version 2.0): An earthly golem, they do earthly things and golemy things. Original version: https://www.deviantart.com/ni-idea/art/Earth-Golem-799926591
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sarenssight · 9 months
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Embrace Nature
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🌿🦌 Introducing My Enchanting OC: The Nature Spirit of the Infinite Forest 🦌🌿
Hey fellow Tumblr fam! 🌸 I'm absolutely thrilled to share with you my latest creation—an extraordinary original character (OC) that's very close to my heart! Meet Aurelia, the ethereal Nature Spirit who wanders through the enchanting expanse of the Infinite Forest! 🌳🍃
🌟 Behold Aurelia: 🌟
✨ With magnificent horns adorning her head, she emanates an aura of pure magic and ancient wisdom. Her presence alone breathes life into the forest, and every step she takes leaves a trail of vibrant flora and blossoms in her wake.
🍃 The Infinite Forest 🍃
Aurelia's home is no ordinary forest—it's a realm untouched by time and space, stretching infinitely in all directions. Within its lush embrace, mystical creatures and breathtaking landscapes coexist in harmony, creating an otherworldly sanctuary like no other.
🦌 The Deep Bond with Deer 🦌
Among the forest's inhabitants, none are as dear to Aurelia as the graceful deer. They share a profound connection—a bond woven from love and understanding. The deer see her as their guardian and guide, and she, in turn, cherishes their gentleness and grace.
💫 Wanders of Wisdom 💫
As she roams through the eternal wilderness, Aurelia's purpose is to maintain the balance of nature and protect the delicate ecosystem from any threats that might arise. Her wand—a shimmering crystalline scepter—channels the forces of nature, allowing her to harness their power when needed.
🌸 Whispers of the Wind 🌸
Her laughter resonates like the soft rustle of leaves, and her eyes sparkle with the wisdom of the ages. Whenever you hear the distant sound of a woodland stream or feel a cool breeze on a hot day, know that Aurelia's presence graces your surroundings.
🌟 Join Her Journey 🌟
I can't wait to delve deeper into Aurelia's adventures and tales of her encounters with various forest denizens. As I continue to develop her character, I hope you'll be as captivated by her spirit as I am! 🌿✨
Feel free to share your thoughts, art, and ideas about Aurelia in the comments! Let's celebrate the beauty of nature and the magic of creativity together! 🦌🌳 #OC #NatureSpirit #InfiniteForest #DeerBond #CreativityUnleashed
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paintedatoz · 1 year
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#A #k #project 30 #incheswide 48 #incheshigh .#oilsticks #pencilart #pastel #oilstickpainting #coloredpencils #coloredpencilart #paintedkids . The #painting #reflects the #proportions of an #alive #child #daughter in the #garden #naturespirit @derecktor #derecktor #donahue (at Tiverton, Rhode Island) https://www.instagram.com/p/CqB--_6s0U8/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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ghostofatree · 2 years
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This was another piece of work that fits with the trigger “harvest customs. I wanted to make an offering at the end of summer to celebrate the things that keep us alive. I chose apples as food and set out twelve of them one for each month of the year, like a circular calendar but also like a clock. I bought beautiful gold ribbon and wove it round the apples in a shape of a pentagram with the top of the star at 12, then again with the top point at 1 and 2 and so forth around the whole clock overlaying the shape on top of itself 12 times. My dyslexic brain couldn’t imagine what the finished design would be as it grew but it was about trusting the process to reveal the sacred geometry of interrelationships and time passing. The apples were held on 6 inch nails and the juice from them smelled beautiful to me (and to an increasing number of autumn wasps as I worked. The finished result was a drawing in ribbon to describe a new ritual and I used film footage of it in a short film I made called Silent Ritual about the year passing and seasons changing. #sintober2022 #pagan #performanceart #offering #ritual #binding #pentagram #seasons #summer #autumn #lamas #harvest #sineateruk #drawingchallenge #naturespirit #oldgods #harvestcustoms #sintober22 #sintober #apples #weaving #ribbon #pattern #sacredgeometry (at Minster Court) https://www.instagram.com/p/Cjv4KQUMZNF/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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lolaadversin · 2 years
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With @carina.nitsche Nov 2020 #tfpshooting #whitedress #ghost #naturespirit #treelove #portraitsmadeingermany #portraitinspiration #ginger #thedarkpr0ject #sombre #creativeshoot (hier: Mannheim, Germany) https://www.instagram.com/p/ChkeyFtq99x/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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svartabergetart · 2 years
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Naturens hämd ande or the nature vengeance spirit. Its a nature spirit for the summer solstice and summer it self here in Sweden. Glad midsommar or happy solstice. Now is the Swedish summer here with the sun and green of life and a bit of darkness. Sagor här; https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCaV7-9fIKAP4FaMHlqSucpA https://www.facebook.com/Svartabergetart/ #vengeance #spirit #summer #vendigo #nature #naturespirit #illustration #digitalart #conseptart #conseptual #folklore #lake #summersolstice (på/i Trollgrottan) https://www.instagram.com/p/CfLvCj4KaYM/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sunterstudio · 2 years
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Working on the bare bones of the potential harvest god. I’m still playing around with designs on procreate but wanted to get a jump on the making because I am impatient but also, ceramics takes time 🙂 #art #artist #artwork #fineart #ceramic #ceramics #ceramicsculpture #sculpture #clay #ceramicart #handmade #artstudio #sunterstudio #contemporaryceramics #mafineart #derbyuniversity #clayart #clayartist #naturespirit #ancientgods #wip (at Banks Mill Studios) https://www.instagram.com/p/CkJHlX6M1Ot/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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painted-troll · 2 years
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So mein Part für den bemalkontest #moonstonemay22 für die #singleminiatur von @goblinkinggames einmal eine #kalista von #moonstonethegame Ist meine erste mi i die ich an meinem neuen Arbeitsplatz gemacht habe seit dem Umzugs. Also in dem Sinne bis zur nächsten Mini. 😁 #moonstone #goblinkinggames #naturespirit #contest #miniaturepainting #paintingminiatures #boardgame #tabletop #spitit #nature #tabletoppainting #fantasy #warhammer #magic #art #kunst #handbemalt #handpainted #streamer #livepainter #twitch #twitchstreamer #twitchpainter #twitchgermany #twitchdeutschland #hobbygnolle https://www.instagram.com/p/CeLMhKJtdwr/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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pascal-bernheim · 2 years
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📷 SUR UN ARBRE PERCHÉ / ON A BRANCH PERCHED UP HIGH Lausanne Mai / May 2016
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lesbiannancytruther · 2 years
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IM BACK AGAIN time for sapphic senate
okay! so this mythical moment au post is about how the sapphic senate came to be in my au! its gonna be long buckle up <3 PART 1 bc holy shit i can’t stfu
starting off with a question no one asked: how are barb and chrissy still alive? IM GLAD U ASKED cause its crazy and there is an explanation
for chrissy: in the stress of everything going on, her body had not been embalmed or even processed, sitting in cold storage. she is effectively dead until the giant chasm portal opens when she suddenly awakens, whole and unbroken, in a body locker. surprise! she can’t die now, like ever. this understandably Freaks Her The Fuck Out and she still has trauma from this experience (closed spaces/anything closed over her head is a big no go). we will revisit her when we get to the formation.
for barb: this is a bit.... weird... like its absolutely me playing god with the lore. but anyways: im thinking since her body was never retrieved and we saw how overgrown and decayed it became, it had like... an effect on the real world, like those same roots and effectively another version of barb grew in the real world by the harrington house (FREAKY RIGHT). barb is not alive until the chasm opens and she wakes up in a strange gnarled patch of roots that have grown around her body. in this: barb is no longer flesh and blood, her “blood” is green and her “flesh” is like.... a weird mix of all sorts of plants. it’s much more resilient and she doesn’t really feel pain when things happen to her. she still looks like barb and still is barb, who’s freaking the fuck out because the last thing she remembers is getting mauled and now she feels weird, and we shall revisit her shortly <3 (sorry for the barb ramble i never made an info post abt her but i will i promise dont worry barb fans)
now! the formation. it happens in pieces that eventually merge- with ronance + barb, chricki, and then kali (i will find a way to add eden later bc i genuinely have 0 ideas im so open to suggestions tho)
ronance + barb: ronance is the first pairing that ends up together! firm believer in them having real gay tension all throughout the events of season 4 that only gets wayyyy stronger when the curse stuff becomes apparent. at first it seems as though nancy has to deal with way more awful stuff and she clings onto robin like there’s no tomorrow, laying with her in dark rooms during the day as she struggles over her own hunger that she doesn’t even understand and insane sensory overload, which robin understands. nancy feels awful for keeping robin all locked away, because she knows robin doesn’t prefer it, but she doesn’t have it in her to ask robin to leave, and robin doesn’t want to leave. she wants nothing more than to help nance through this, and in these hours of intimacy they just. talk. about the upside down, robin talks about her weird parents and nancy talks about the party when they were younger, trying to distract themselves. of course barb comes up, and in this dark room with someone who finally understands nancy’s grief, she cries, they cry, and it’s a very cathartic thing for the both of them. but they don’t get together yet! nancy’s trying not to starve and robin is pining hard (atp i think robin knows nancy isn’t straight, because she saw how nancy talked about barb, and by extension how she talked about her boyfriends, and understood the implications that nancy is still sorta coming to terms with). 
the next big thing that happens is robin’s first shift and them getting stuck in the woods, with nancy Really Struggling now, stuck in the very uncomfortable sun (though she is shaded by the trees so she’s not in agony) and has not eaten in 2 weeks, and robin dealing with the Worst Hangover of her life (including the drug aftermath), on top of new agony in her joints and in general all over. nancy, the concerningly resilient champ, takes on caretaker and does her best to keep robin comfortable while trying to signal for help, calling out into the woods and throwing things really high? she lets robin sleep as often as she can manage, keeping watch, and she’s certain her hunger is really fucking her over because she keeps seeing movement in the corner of her eyes and she doesn’t really know what it is, because when she looks its already gone. she doesn’t feel unsafe, just confused. eventually the two of them get found by a very relieved steve and a previously worried and now amused eddie, and they get led back to society. still not together yet though!
they finally get together after the carol incident. nancy has been not having a great time and she’s officially started isolating, unable to think of anything but draining her friends for days, and it scares her bad. ofc everyone is like “nancy we trust u not to murder us stop starving please” and little miss my way or the high way (endearing) pushes all this away and wheeler residence. forcing herself to calm down in the front yard and letting the clear air cool her down and uncloud her mind. that is, until, a very unfortunate scent appears, and nancy with her guard down attacks innocent passerby carol, who was just on a walk, and drains her of everything she’s worth. this obviously is A Commotion and the other three run out, like “OH MY GOD OH MY GOD” freaking tf out because nancy is not in her right mind and is about to absolutely kill a weakly struggling carol. eddie is the only one strong enough to pull her off and restrain her, with a very worried robin staying just out of reach of nancy’s flailing and clawing, trying to get free and finish what she started in her haze. (she actually claws at eddie’s arms and gives him some wicked scars that she feels awful about but eddie thinks they’re metal as fuck.) steve tends to carol and confirms she’s alive but absolutely won’t be if she doesn’t get medical attention. all three of them immediately come to the consensus “ok so we’re getting nancy out of here? we’re getting nancy out of here” where eddie and robin drag a now distraught and scared nancy away into the woods while steve calls paramedics and pretty easily convinces them it was a monster, since those attacks have started and nancy pretty much tore carol’s throat to shreds. when u trauma bond like they did ur basically ride or die family forever and they all agree to not blame nancy, to not tell anyone, while also using this to hold her accountable for her own health and her actions. when nancy comes to she is Not Okay, while also feeling the best she has in weeks, running her regret and shame like its a live wire lol. the other three’s tactics absolutely convince a guilt-ridden nancy to consider Not Doing What She Just Did ever again, and eddie, who caved and fed on steve weeks ago, convinces nancy that she can handle feeding off of people who offer and not hurt them like she did with carol. later that night, with nancy who rubbed her skin raw to clean carol’s blood off of her and robin sitting in the bathroom as emotional support (how they haven’t kissed yet is honestly beyond ME and im writing it), she sits with robin in her room and lets herself be lectured by an entirely concerned robin who just wants nancy to be okay and nancy, who feels weirdly alive after Eating (damn feeding urself works wonders to ur wellbeing who knew) just leans over and kisses her. robin is So Surprised she just sits there at first and nancy pulls away, already feeling rejected and about to apologize before robin pulls her forward with her hands on her neck and kisses her back and YEAHHHH THEY’RE MAKING OUT!! THIS IS WHAT GAY PEOPLE WANT!! okay this is revolutionary and nancy, who’s finally thinking clearly, confesses, and robin goes on a tangent about how she feels the same and nancy kisses her to let her know that she knows and that robin doesn’t have to explain <3 ugh i love gay people u guys
and now u might be wondering... where is the original stranger things sapphic... barb... and im gonna tell u
barb wakes up, and doesn’t move for three entire hours because she’s struggling to just... comprehend. she is awake, she feels like she’s been asleep, she knows she’s been dead, she doesn’t know how long. when she finally sits up its to see if she even can, and everything feels new and the same, like she’s relearning muscle memory without having forgotten it. she doesn’t talk when she stands and stumbles, when her hands touch the earth and she feels EVERYTHING, plants, animals, herself, and two points of life 7 miles to her right. two points of life? she doesn’t know how she knows, but she knows, and that weird feeling brings barb crashing back into herself and she gasps, her first sound in she doesn’t know how long. people come rushing through her memories, her parents, her few friends, nancy, and even steve fucking harrington, all people who were important and who still felt important. she feels the desperate urge to find someone, to see what has happened, and she moves as fast as she can to the points of life. she travels 7 miles of rough, unpredictable terrain much faster than she thought possible, unknowing of the way the forest and the very earth shifts at her whim, bringing her closer to the information she craves (that’s right barb is op just like everyone else <3). when she finally gets close enough she stops, hesitates, old anxieties creeping back as she considered this interaction. what if they brushed her off, when she needed their help? she’s reminded of her last living conversation, of nancy once again, and is surprised when her voice sounds so real in her head. her memory seems so clear, until she realizes the voice is coming from her life, from close, and she almost surges into the small clearing. she stops just short when she finally sees her closest ever friend, who looks... so different. so wildly different, so much stronger and piercing, just as magnetic as she remembers though. her friend, who she recognizes instantly but has changed so much, with... was that robin buckley’s head in her lap? another friend that had changed, another friend she had no idea how to approach. it was too much, too much too fast, and she stumbled back, retreating into the woods, incapable of knowing that nancy could have possibly seen the small movement, of pondering over it. of pondering over the next dozen times when she returns to the outer edge of the clearing, sure she’ll get the courage to enter this time, before retreating once more. when she finally gets her bearings, she realizes they have moved, and her easy opening is gone.
the fateful reunion occurs during the next full moon, when robin is prowling the woods and nancy is desperately trying to keep her out of trouble, succeeding more now that she’s eating regularly and knows more of what to expect, but of course it gets out of hand and of course robin is about to run off of a fucking cliff!! bc ofc she would!! and nancy is Freaking Out because she sees it coming and is prepared to literally cliff dive after her when 3 GIANT SPIRES OF ROCK shoot out of the ground and block robin’s path. she runs right into them obviously, which hurts like a bitch and nancy is quick to come and comfort, to make sure nothing is broken, when barb makes herself known. nancy doesn’t notice the person standing 10 feet behind her until wolf robin, who is impacted enough by human robin, knows this person is important and howls and nancy is like??? before turning around and seeing barb.
nancy honest to god faints
obviously not before staring at barb with uncomprehending eyes, trying to speak but no words come out. trying to rationalize, to believe anything other than what she wants to. that barb is here? barb is here. she can tell, she sees her, feels the heat of her and her weird pulse that doesn’t sound quite right, smells her ffs! she takes a step forward and slumps, unable to process. she doesn’t fall all the way unconscious though, just sinks down, and barb comes up to her in concern, tries to help her when nancy looks up and just cups her face with her hands, gently stroking her cheekbones with her thumbs and finally letting herself think that barb is here. wolf robin is shock still, staring at barb with wordless shock, and its a very still moment.
they really talk when robin has recuperated a bit from the shift, the three of them sitting outside as barb actually feels pretty uncomfortable when her feet aren’t touching the real ground. nancy, once she’s gotten her bearings, launches into questions, most of which barb can’t answer but she’s not mad because all of this, nancy cares so much about her and it actually startles her. nancy’s changes have startled her, or at least, the fact that she’s so openly herself startles her. its nice, she just wishes she could’ve been around to see it happen, because she sees robin’s eyes linger on nancy and their casual touches, she sees and she knows and she’s happy for them, but her heartbreaking conversation with nancy still feels like yesterday, and now that nancy really knows who she is, and she isn’t that with her? it stings. but she perseveres because the person who ended up with her one-of-a-kind best friend is robin buckley, someone who understood her and who she’d always understood, and if anyone deserved nancy it was her. 
but worry not relationship angst is not my forte and neither is it theirs bc they figure out quickly monogamy is lame, and nancy communicates her long harbored feelings for barb to robin in fear of it putting a wrench into their new relationship (oh my god nancy talking about her feelings? its more likely than you’d think) and robin is like “no way me too” but to a less intense degree and they decide to just let barb in without really telling her. and barb sinks in and they never really feel the need to establish anything because they all know and they literally all kiss so
OKAY SO THIS IS PART ONE im so sorry this is so long the rest of the gay people will be talked about shortly >:)
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autumnkellywrites · 1 year
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The Sword and the Flame (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/story/308222949-the-sword-and-the-flame?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_myworks&wp_uname=AutumnKellyWrites&wp_originator=%2FrS6HNb1b2XJqFG4HG1sQXQAwNT37guMGaTLd0KIAmozkeEnytYhaUHQ%2BhGYTxGKVNOKD7Yah%2FGu%2Bv0Q0cGoP84zbrfenoXAwGaevDxuHwTT5Tu3wGMl3TXixDK%2Fj9VD
 Princess Halle's life changes drastically when her younger brother is stolen from his room late one night. The only one who can help find the prince is Halle's childhood rival, a Warlock named Silakai.
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