#🏹|| artemis

[thcdoomed]

a kiss shared against a tree. this is very nature aesthetic of them thank you

KISS ME .. an assortment of kissing prompts . || accepting [🏹]

|| @epistrefei

The hunt had ended successfully. Artemis had led Dronia to prey unlike any other she had hunted before, a majestic beast, twice the size of the largest buck she had ever seen before. She had spent half the night quietly observing and stalking the beast before finally taking it down with a well-placed arrow. Artemis had watched the entire time, wanting to see Dronia succeed in the endeavor.

It was a test, a measure of skill and patience and how steady the archer's hands could be. A test Dronia had passed. No part of the creature would be wasted, but before the archer could prepare the beast to take back to their camp, Artemis approached her.

Not a word was spoken as the Goddess led the huntress to the large tree behind them until Dronia's back pressed against the hard bark of the tree. Silver eyes stare her down with an intensity the archer recognized. But Dronia was silenced before she could say another word, Artemis' strong hands cupping Dronia's face, her lips coming to press against her own. Like always, the archer freezes for a moment, processing the kiss. It's warm and consuming, hungry like bloodlust.

The shorter woman's arms reach up to hold Artemis' hips as she returns the kiss. It didn't matter that the hunt was a game of patience (much like their relationship), her heart still pounded with adrenaline from taking down the beast, and it pounded harder with every passing second they remained like this, a soft moan passing from her bruised lips.

[thcdoomed]

There is something so intoxicating about the entire affair. She grows more and more comfortable in these encounters and she isn't sure how much of it is her new nature taking hold inside of her and how much of it is something inside her that was always there. But everything feels so much more heightened than it was before. Her fingers curl as Artemis begins to rock and buck on her fingers, allowing her to push them further in, right to the knuckles.

The Goddess struggles with her words because of Dronia's nimble fingers and there is a sense of satisfaction she cannot name. Fingers pumping inside her faster, feeling the roughness inside her passage, enjoying feeling the Goddess take her in whole. Dronia can be an excellent lover, once she's given the chance. Her reserved nature belies her, once she is ready to take a lover. But it was never as intense as this.

Once more she finds herself being pulled into an all-consuming kiss, her bare back cold against the exposed air, little red lines from where Artemis' nails had dragged signs of their existence into her. That moan reverberates in her mouth and she can't help but match it, enjoying how good she feels in her grasp, her other hand still at her breast, toying with her peak between her fingers.

Artemis breaks off the kiss once more, leaving Dronia's mouth sore with want and longing to return. "Wanting..." It's so much to take in that she almost pauses her ministrations... almost. "I am... but a simple huntress, but you can have my everything." She grows bold once more, pressing a third finger inside, "All I have to give."

-

Artemis cannot even answer for a moment, her ability to form words inhibited by the sudden sensation of Dronia's fingers thrusting firmly inside of her. They slip in and out easily such is the degree of the taller woman's desire, and she makes no attempt to hide her enjoyment when her hips reflexively buck and cant into the rhythm she has set.

"N--no," she gasps, head falling back against the wall once more, her cheeks tinted gold from the wonderful flush that Dronia has incited within her. The other woman's voice was so low, so rough, like a caress to the ear. It was difficult to imagine that this was the same woman who she had thought so reserved before.

Where her hands clawed and gripped desperately at russet skin before, they now rose to take Dronia by the jaw, pulling her into a kiss that Artemis is certainly distracted from. She cannot help but moan into the dhampir's mouth, her legs trembling where they support her against the wall during all of it.

Her breathing is hard when she pulls away for a moment, saying, "None. I have none. No patience, no regard--I am selfish, a wanting thing," Artemis breathes, stifling another groan, "I want everything from you. I will take everything that you will give me, Dronia."

[athenepromachos]

The divine twins Artemis and Apollo 🏛🏹🏹☀️🌛🐕

[mechanisedbastardart]

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🌜🏹Artemis devotional artwork🌲🦌

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[livinglycan]

I find my relationship with Artemis interesting. I feel like she's my mother, I see her as a parent and guardian, we know this. I feel kinship with her. But I feel like it's in a different way than others.

I'm her hunting dog. I want to curl around her, protect her, chase things for her, sink my teeth into them for her, etc. She's my mother in the way that people call their pets their kids.

Ya know?

[txeru]

!!!!!ahhahababababba edit for lady artemis!!!!!!! thank you for all that you have given me <3 ive felt so alive lately just thinking of you

credits to @cafekitsune for the dividers :3

[evilios]

ἀλεξίμορος (aleximoros) - a poetic epithet of Apollo, Artemis, and Athena in Sophocles marking them as "warding off (untimely) death".

[mebellad4]

☝️🤓poderia fazer um moodboard da artemis?

-Artemis (hades game).🏹💚

Aqui! Espero que goste!

[faceglitchsworld]

Oneus Digital Single 'Now (Original by Fin.K.L)' Single Concept Pics Leedo

[apcomplexhq]

— ANÚNCIO DE VAGAS!

Olá, moradores, ex-moradores e futuros moradores. 👋✨ Como vocês sabem, e se não souberem, podem ler aqui, mantivemos o formulário de reservas fechado por um tempo e agora, com o limite alcançado, estamos prontas para receber novos rostinhos em nossa comunidade. Se você estiver interessado em jogar conosco, clique em "continue lendo". ⬇️

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Atualmente temos 19 VAGAS DISPONÍVEIS para aplicação e, nessa abertura, focaremos em receber NOVATOS. Sendo assim, não é permitido 2° ou 3° personagens.

Como sempre fizemos, o formulário para reserva será aberto no domingo às 16:40. LEMBRANDO QUE:

Às 16h40 será abertura apenas para que vocês PREENCHAM o formulário, mas só aceitaremos fichas que forem enviadas A PARTIR DAS 17H00! E ele permanecerá aberto até o preenchimento das vagas. Queremos priorizar players que não estão no nosso cantinho para que possamos ver rostos novos e disponibilizar uma experiência para outras pessoas também. Caso sobre vagas, liberaremos o envio de reserva de 2° e 3° personagem apenas após duas semanas (25/08).

✦ NAVEGAÇÃO, REGRAS, FCS OCUPADOS, MORADIA, ESTABELECIMENTOS, RESERVAS.

CRONOGRAMA! Abertura para novos players: 11 de Agosto, Domingo (11/08). Quantidade de vagas: 19. Horário: 16h40 para preenchimento | 17h00 para envio. Todas as fichas que recebermos até às 17h da quinta-feira entrarão na nossa aceitação dessa semana, do contrário, apenas na próxima.

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ACESSE O FORMULÁRIO DE RESERVAS AQUI.

[lanasblood]

words cannot describe how much affection i have for you

IT’S A LOVE OVERDOSE MY ARTEMIS DON’T DO THAT WITHOUT WARNING arrest me all you want I still love you mighty one 💕💕💕💕

[thcdoomed]

At this point, all Dronia can do is watch helplessly as the Goddess crumples before her. But she heeds the silent warning, keeping her distance from the dark waters, feeling something about it that screamed danger. A danger she was not to involve herself in.

So she steps back, sitting a safe distance from the bank of the river, but not too far that she would be out of reach from Artemis, should she need it.

Curiosity holds her in place, watching as Artemis descends into the water, the black fluid starting to steam and shift to gold. And then she submerged herself, disappearing from view, the bubbling and steam being the only indication she was there.

"Artemis?"

She stands, rising quickly, ready to act if need be. But she can't go near the water, Artemis was adamant about that. And with how it bubbled and burbled and boiled, she isn't sure she wants to anyway.

The atmosphere shifts, a cacophony of voices echoing throughout the woods, causing Dronia to throw her hands over her ears and block out the sound. It's so much, the worrying, the dread, the sounds that permeate everything, driving her own instincts into a near frenzy. Never mind the golden blood that still clings to her own skin, the scent of it finally overriding her adrenaline that brought them here in the first place. All of it all at once, it makes her skull feel like splitting.

But then the Goddess rises from the depths, the din of voices disappears, and Dronia is no longer alone in the strangeness of it all. Artemis lives! And what's more, she looks more than just healed, she looks rejuvenated.

"You're alive! You're okay!" Just as she is about to approach the goddess stops her. "What... do you think would happen?"

It was a stroke of luck that Dronia was the one to be burdened with the Goddess. She was heavier than she looked, the bulk of her muscle dense and absolutely able to drown the normal human, but with her vampiric abilities it was tolerated if not ignored. So swift was she that they came to their destination within the blink of an eye. Artemis would have to commend her later.

She does not summon the energy to respond to Dronia knowing what she had to do next. This was not something that she had ever encouraged nor had to go through herself, but she had witnessed her brethren do so in the most dire of times. What little power they had left would not be taken so easily. Surely Hades would not mind...

As soon as her feet touch the ground the rest of her crumples like a sheet of paper. A pained gasp leaves her lips, but she silently holds up a hand as if to say do not touch me. Artemis did not want to risk any inadvertent effects or consequences so close to the mouth of the River Styx.

She slowly crouches and brings herself one step at a time to the black water. As soon as she dips into it, the water line that touches her lights up in an odd gold, as if it knew it was touching divinity. Still, she continues, steam-like substance rising and water hissing until she completely submerged herself into it.

A long moment passes. Several moments. The water bubbles and steams ominously, a faint green-gold light at the bottom of the river. An odd drone echoes around the area, like a million voices whispering. It nearly vibrates the ground, so intense the hum of it is.

The Goddess resurfaces, skin steaming, water dripping from the dark of her hair. Oddly, she looks a few years younger, the faint wrinkles at her eyes having dissipated and the wounds also mysteriously vanishing.

She walks out and keeps her hands raised. "I would not. I must dry. I do not know for sure what effects any of this would have on you, but I can make a very educated guess."

[athenepromachos]

Bit more detail about these gorgeous murals. They were painted by Karl Friedrich Schinkel in c.1827 and were originally in the Palais des Prinzen Karl and Ordenspalais in Berlin which Schinkel remodelled in the C19th. During the Nazi regime, the building was used for the Ministry of Propaganda. Sadly though, the building was destroyed in 1945 leaving us with only a few photographs. The murals depict the Greek Gods and are really gorgeous 😍 🏛😍

Rare shot of the Interior

Rhea gives Cronus a swaddled stone to eat instead of baby Zeus ☠️

Zeus with his Eagle and Hera with her Peacock 🦅🦚

Hades and Persephone with a fabulous looking Kerberos 🐕💀

The divine twins Artemis and Apollo 🏹🏹

Dionysus and a dancing Maenad 🍇🍇

[livinglycan]

I love working with Artemis. I'm not a woman, and that made me very weary to work with her since I'm a trans boy and so much of this hellsite paints her as a man hating lesbian (we all know she's an ace or aro (or both) icon who cannot be stopped 😼) but like. She does. NOT care. She supports me and I love her so much for that. She's been helping me learn more about me being a lycanthrope. I felt so weird calling myself a "child of Artemis" because almost everyone I see doing that or worshipping her are women and lesbians, I am a gay trans man and I feel as though she is my parent on some level (hell, the tag for her on this blog is MOTHER) . But I'm honestly a guard dog for her, a hunting dog even. I want to protect women, I want to hunt for Artemis.

Not with a bow and arrow but claws and teeth, painting as the wind rushes through my fur and my paws beat down on the ground.

I want to rest my head on her lap with my furry body curled around her, with her running her hands through my fur.

Anyways, that's enough of me rambling. Have a good existence everyone ^^

(Also, physical nonhumans who also worship the old gods, Greek or not, I'd LOVE to hear your experiences with it :3)

[txeru]

silly little post for artemis :) haven't been feeling the best lately

[redfurrycat]

Archer Guy. I love you.

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