#I love pantheon ok?

[thelibraryofsylphide]

Pantheon on The Call (cinematic)

[pinacoladamatata]

blink and you'll miss it moments around skyhold....

[sarafangirlart]

Hephaestus making big beautiful palaces for the Olympians and for them to still laugh at his disability (and for Aphrodite to cheat on him in their own HOME AND BED) I would’ve turned into the joker if I were him.

[soliusss]

Wgheream i

[asterias-fallen-star]

I’m an Asteria devotee…

I’m an Asteria devotee, of course I stare longingly at the stars!

I’m an Asteria devotee, of course I like purple things!

I’m an Asteria devotee, of course I want to visit Delos!

I’m an Asteria devotee, of course I wing 50% of my practice!

I’m an Asteria devotee, of course I overthink all my dreams!

I’m an Asteria devotee, of course I own a bunch of star jewellery!

I’m an Asteria devotee, of course I reread the same historical documents hoping to find something new!

[nexus-nebulae]

still bothers me that Xero has four floating swords and yet chooses to only use one at a time like that's so inefficient dude

[deathdxnces]

“it takes a lot of courage to lead a group of people… even if you think you are not worthy, you have lead them to victory.” — pantheon

@hallowedhem

❝ I never meant to lead — I fought, and they followed. ❞ Is there courage in it if there is no choice? Irelia knows her boldness better than anyone else; was it bravery, or the last, desperate act of a girl running towards death because she was tired of running away from it? Her blue eyes glance at him with uncertainty. The dancer can feel the power that emanates from the Targonian, but that isn't it. She seldom feels compelled to open up. What's different this time?

Perhaps that he is not Ionian, and would not think her ungrateful for not wanting the pedestal she was placed upon. Perhaps that he seems to know the burden power can be.

Perhaps all that and the fact that if anyone knows how destructive war can be, it was the host of its aspect. He would not judge the wreak it left behind.

Gently, a strand of long dark hair is pushed behind her ear, almost bashful; a girl in her twenties, not some mythic, ageless war hero. She sits, welcoming the soft grass beneath her; love felt and returned by the land beneath her. Irelia bears many scars, visible or not, and she knows she will acquire many others still. She loves Ionia. One day it'll cost her life.

❝ It wasn't my victory, either, ❞ No mention is made of how she cut down most of the Noxian High Command alone. She can't even remember it clearly; most of them are blurred faces in dark metal armor, necks cut and chests stabbed. Swain is the only one she remembers. ❝ If I fought alone Ionia wouldn't stand today. ❞

❝ And it's not... ❞ Knees brought close to her chest, the dancer considers how to phrase it best. ❝ It's not worthiness, necessarily. I'm just not what they make me out to be. I'm just not the savior they paint me as. ❞

And yet she would fight for her people and her homeland, alone if she must — for there is no version of reality where Irelia does not fight for what she loves.

[witchygirlgray333]

Some topics + prompts for your grimoire or book of shadows

books you want to read

local folklore / mythology / legends

the wheel of the year

plants you have in your house or garden (their care, properties, uses, draw them etc)

theban alphabet

days of the week and their correspondences

write about a deity you worship / are drawn to

draw art for / of a deity you worship or are drawn to

colour magic

the elements

write about the crystals you own (draw them, write their properties, correspondences, uses, how it makes you feel etc)

how to make your own crystals

your birth chart

your sun, moon and rising sign

natural medicine (as a chronically ill witch I love natural medicine NOT AS A SUBSTITUTE FOR PRESCRIPTIONS! for example I take all my prescription meds and then if I'm having period pain I might drink some raspberry leaf tea)

positive affirmations / mantras that you connect with

how to manifest

history of witches

deities in a certain pantheon you're interested in or drawn to

write about a spell you've done (how you did it, why you did it, how you felt, the results of it, what you would change if you did the spell again etc)

chakras

write about a dream you've had

tarot reading tricks and tips

moon phases

sabbats

zodiac signs

family tree

poetry / songs / quotes you connect to (i like to find ones that make me feel powerful or witchy, or remind me of certain aspects of my practice. a song i like for this is rhiannon by fleetwood mac and i'm going to post more things like this regularly on my page)

feathers and their meanings

simple everyday magic

recipes

some ideas for the next sabbat you plan to celebrate

tarot spreads you like

write about a tarot reading you've done (any prep you did, the deck you used, the cards you pulled, your personal interpretation of the cards based on the art and how you feel, the meaning of the cards, how the cards relate to the questions you asked, final reflection on how you feel the reading went)

interesting mythology

tree of life

glamour magic

money bowls

crystal shapes and their meanings

grounding techniques

cleansing

protection

banishing

cord cutting spells

essential oils

types of divination

planets and their correspondences

angel numbers

witchy wishlist

go to supplies and ingredients (herbs and things that you use regularly)

favourite crystals

working with your inner child

if you've had a really good or particularly insightful meditation session it can be nice to either draw or write what happened and how you felt during it

witchy arts and crafts and diys you want to do

altar ideas

read a witchy book / watch a witchy video and take notes

write about your ancestors

witchy things to incorporate into your daily routine

what is a tower moment

witchy reset / self care days

the history of the area you live in

veiling

how to make your own incense sticks

shadow work

shadow work prompts

ok, that's all the ideas I have for now and I hope that helps someone! I'll be posting some pages from my grimoire and some more prompt / topic ideas in the near future which I'm really excited for.

P.S. please remember that everyone's practice is their own and you should do what feels right to you while respecting that other people have their own beliefs (as long as they're not hateful).

[pidgedee]

BEHOLD!! the party!

more info about this au under the cut because i love it So Much

first of all, you can read what i’ve written of this au here on ao3! it’s only backstory oneshots rn, but i do have a whole timeline plotted out that i’d love to keep chipping away at. but it’s taking me forever so here’s a little summary w some spoilers!

basically:

- tommy and wilbur meet when tommy is this twelve year old scruffy little street kid and wilbur is a traveling charlatan bard. tommy steals from him. wilbur casts hold person and goes “hey you fucker give me my goddamn wallet” and tommy goes 🤩 “ok but only if you show me how to do that” and because wilbur is easily manipulated by tommy’s charming street urchin ways, he agrees. and now they’re literal crime boys and travel together stealing and conning As Brothers <3

- tubbo was raised by a cult that believes he’s a prophesied savior, so tubbo ALSO believes he’s a prophesied savior. scott smajor is a divination wizard and part of the cult. one day some stranger wanders into the cult, realizes Oh My God This Cult Is Raising A Kidnapped Child, gets in over his head, murders a cult member (not scott smajor), and causes such a ruckus that tubbo gets kidnapped 2 electric boogaloo by a surviving cult member (this time it is scott smajor). a chaotic and bloody series of events ends with tubbo completely alone in the world and not sure where to go. luckily, there’s a certain bard-rogue duo to swoop him up and pull him into their party!

- quackity is Not a warlock no really guys seriously he’s just some guy. he’s just some guy who once accidentally wandered into a cult and murdered one of the cult members (they had it coming ok) and then sold his heart to a devil who, uh, took out the entire cult after that. we connecting the dots here? yeah. when quackity meets the rest of the gang, he and tubbo stand there spiderman meme pointing at each other but in Total Secret because neither of them are eager to reveal their backstories yet. tubbo kind of hates quackity. quackity does not know what to think of tubbo. it’s fun.

i’m cutting myself off here so i don’t ramble forever but IVE ALSO DONE SO MUCH WORLDBUILDING specifically regarding religion in this au. Ask Me About My D&D AU Pantheon

[brucewaynehater101]

Tim should be slowly corrupted into godhood

slowly becoming more and more like one

he starts out as normal and tries his best to help everyone

he gets stronger he can help more and more people

he is inhuman with his ability but he is just a lick above so it’s fine

well he hasn’t aged in ten years but it’s ok, he can just keep helping people

they started to build him shrines, they feel nice Tim protects those people the most

Bruce, dick, and Babs are dead, have been for a while, Tim knows that the rest of his family will soon follow suit but he still has c4, and he is just getting stronger

Bart fused with the time stream, Tim pulls him out, Bart hugs him tightly jokingly pledges loyalty it wasn’t a joke Tim could feel it

next kon, kryptonite through his side, Tim once again fixes this issue (he is so much stronger now, power in every inch of him) kon swears loyalty to Tim as well not even pretending not to

Tim is more powerful than Zeus himself, worshiped by so many, when someone hurts Cassie, this won’t do at all, Cassie swears her loyalty before he is even done healing her

centuries later the c4 lounge in Tim’s domain when it happens, time comes and whisks Bart off and no matter how Tim tries he can’t get him back

bitter in grief Tim goes to take a short rest (4 months) when Cassie is struck down by Zoe’s for her betrayal of following Tim

Tim tears apart the Greek pantheon but there is no bringing Cassie back

Tim became paranoid never letting kon leave his side, kon feeling stifled runs off, only to where metropolis used to lie, only to be burned inside out because his oath to Tim was broken Tim can’t control his powers can’t stop them HE KILLED KON!

it’s been centuries and Tim He was bored, he goes to the mortals for entertainment they owe this to him in the least

they forgot about HIM, how dare they

he will make this whole planet burn it is his right after all

He is GOD

I fucking love stories where someone slowly descends into the type of being they despised and used to fight. They don't notice they've done this and don't particularly care. They have their reasonings for being the way that they became.

The only way this can end, without some time travel bullshit or bringing back everyone he loves, is someone killing Tim like he did to all of the Greek gods.

He becomes the monster that some young hero and their group of friends are fighting.

[recycledraccoon]

I have evolved into Scuttlespring anon, just say anything about them. I love them so much

THE ANON PANTHEON GROWS

Ok so. Gorgug likes Mary Ann because she absolutely infuriates him but also, and perhaps more importantly, because she has a type of confidence I think a younger Gorgug would have deeply envied. She's so weird, but entirely sure of herself. She likes what she likes and anyone who would have a problem with that is absolutely beneath her notice. She has friends not despite her oddities, but because she refuses to bend about them and that confidence is incredibly attractive in a person. Mary Ann Skuttle see's something she wants and she just...goes and gets it, easy peasy. Tiny little kobald strides, but when she puts her foot down with force, Gorgug thinks she could crush a mountain under with nothing so much as a blink or falter of her stride. She's certainly physically strong enough for it, and while Gorgug is undisputedly the better fighter, Mary Ann has a physical strength hidden under soft pastel pink hoodies and can, has, and will knock Gorgug on his ass. Gorgug got THRASHED at those Bloodrush field tryouts, and I'm certain he probably got his ass handed to him more than once during the year while at practice but before he quit the team. She made him so damn mad, everything that year was, and endlessly kind Gorgug got real mean to her over it. She was better than him, more casually confident, and didn't blink ONCE at his outburst. And later? When she was resurrected and freed from possession? He talks to her, acknowledges that it was just a game but he had been actually mad to be so easily knocked aside. He never really had to work at Bloodrush to be good at it, he just was, until suddenly she proved herself better.

And yet, without flinching, Mary Ann, famous for not giving a shit but listening to Gorgug say how much he had, just....asks if he has a girlfriend. Unparalleled confidence, shooting a shot he was unprepared for. Planets aligned even as his own orbit was knocked off course. And then, when he admits he doesn't even know where to get a quokki pet, something its been explicitly known to be something she really cares about? She writes down her number, letting him see that folded paper. She initiated this, and he got swept up in it, but instead of just handing over the number and allowing him to be swept up- Mary Ann Skuttle puts the number away and tells him shes gonna put it where you get quokki pets, and if he wants her number he's going to have to go get it. He's not allowed to just be swept up in the force of her, she wants him to put in effort, prove to her and himself that this isn't just a moment but a starting point. He cant be swept up by the tide, he's gotta swim. Gorgug liked Zelda, but their relationship started because they thought she was in danger and Gorgug had the best in. He stumbled into that relationship unsure and off balance, he never would have had the confidence to pursue Zelda without his friends hands on his back and their advice in his ears. Later on he gets more serious, he did love her and he put in the work to maintain that relationship, but it didn't work out and that's ok. Ever confident Mary Ann tho? She doesn't want unsure stumbling steps into this relationship. If Gorgug doesn't make the active decision to chase her, to WANT to be with her and putting deliberate effort to get there, then she doesn't want him at all. Gorgug, confused, asking where you even GET a quokki pet? And she smirks, calls him a loser, and walks away leaving him reeling and dumbfounded. Mary Ann Skuttle wants Gorgug to work for this. And who is Gorgug Thistlespring, but someone who puts in the work for things he wants? He did the seemingly impossible by creating his own subclass of Barbaficer, even if he had to take four years of schooling all at once. He puts in the work and makes the impossible possible, the greatest wizard of this age. So yeah. Yeah. Gorgug Thistlespring likes Mary Ann Skuttle because she makes him work for it.

[k1ngdom-of-thieves]

Ok here's the request, how would Deity! Jamil, Leona, and Malleus discovered their temple was attacked and destroyed leaving the reader a priest or acolyte the only survivor. And they had to fend for themselves. At some point, they return and rebuild the temple, then train the new people how to protect themselves. I hope this isn't too complex.

Thank you so much for waiting, I feel terrible for making you wait so long. I hope you still enjoy this :)

Deity!Jamil, Leona, Malleus + Watching their sole acolyte rebuild their temples!

Jamil Viper

Jamil was deeply enraged by the fact his temples were demolished, that his followers were slaughtered, and that his image was made a mockery of. That instead of simply dismissing his work, -which would have still pissed him off, but significantly less so- those against him chose to go after the innocent followers needing a place to belong.

He watches as the sole survivor, his poor acolyte, run to safety amidst the chaos. At this rate, there was nothing that he could do other than bless them with his gift of knowledge and hope that they would one day return.

Those hopes rang true as he saw you return many months later; and not alone. You had come back with a handful of skilled followers willing to come rebuild what had been destroyed. In only a handful of weeks, plans to revive the temple were already on their way. He was quite proud to see you use his blessings in such a way.

For Jamil, he sees the idea of making physical appearances needless to his followers. They know he watches over them, and he’d rather not deal with the frighteningly high number of people that go mad after meeting a deity. But, since you showed such a striking display of loyalty to him, he is more willing to bend that rule and thank you “in person”. It was via a mirage but the point still stands.

“You have shown me that your piety is unwavering, and that you truly care for me as well as your fellow acolytes. For that you have my thanks and my offer to you: I will grant you any wish you have, you just have to say it. What do you have your heart set on?”

Leona Kingscholar

Leona is also quite pissed at the destruction of his temple, but shifts his focus to the sole survivor: you. As long as he’s able to assist you to safety, he knows the fate of his religion rests in good hands.

While Leona would like you to eventually return, he’s not holding his breath. Considering what you witnessed and experienced, he’d be very surprised to see you stay in that part of the city.

So imagine the shock he had when you came back, not some three weeks later, ready to reclaim what was thought to have been lost. Proud doesn’t even begin to describe how he feels as he watches you bring people from all over to assist. Especially since he definitely isn’t the most beloved deity in the pantheon.

Of course, he’s not gonna let you go unrewarded. And don’t even think about telling him that “working for him is reward enough” shit. He’s been around humans for long enough to know that they love their silly little gifts and trinkets.

“You. Let me talk with you. What is it do you want me to give you? Power, money, fame? Don’t get all bashful now, you did something for me and I’m not gonna let that go unpaid.”

Malleus Draconia

Malleus is completely heartbroken. For starters, his followers are very few and far between. So for them to be slaughtered to make a mockery of him shook him to his core. Was he angry? Yes of course, but he cared about the followers that he started to view as family more than anything else.

As he watched you flee to safety, he had convinced himself that you would never return to his temple. He didn’t blame you either. It was far too dangerous; his many enemies could be lurking anywhere.

When you do eventually return, whether it’s been days, weeks, months, or maybe even years, he greats you like you never left. With open arms and acceptance.

He works with you to rebuild the temple. Deities aren’t technically supposed interact directly with mortals, but it’s not a heavily enforced rule either. With his help, it’s restored to its former glory in a matter of days; alongside any additions you wanted to make.

“You came back to me. For that, you have my eternal gratitude. I will never forget your kindness, and swear that your actions will be rewarded handsomely.”

[salokorai]

ok yeah we got three deaths. Its a good card, what can I say.

Justice belongs to Dekan Moira Yael, a wizard from the academy of battle magics in Commdolme. As a character, my players loved and hated her, as she made some rather cruel decisions but was overall a competent wizard.

The hanged man is Ser Gauvain and the personal knight of Lady Ysolde Acroux. He exists only for her. 100% commitment. Biggest golden retriever ever.

Now lets get to the deaths... Two of them are player characters. The first card is Ludwic, a circle of the moon druid that lost his home and is trying to stop other people from losing their homes and families. The second card is Lady Allaris Eclair, the countess of Ludwic's home, Silv Paix, who burned her entire land and city down and then left the country in service of the demon lord of vengeance, Aeshma. The third card is a player character, an aberrant mind sorcerer and fathomless warlock called Ikal, one of the few Varathi that are left to travel the plane after their entire culture was destroyed by the pantheon of the gods. They were sorta bad people, you see. But now they are sad people. His death card is kind of a bonus card for the player, and it is very edgy. It shows is Tasha's Otherworldy Guise that he chose to use ONLY because it makes him look edgy. I 100% understand and support this.

[11queensupreme11]

I keep seeinglike, how the RoR world reacts to the pjo work but like

How would the pjo world react to Percy in the RoR world?? 😭😭 what would be their reactions with the yanderes n stuff and how percy is considered the Greeks Angel baby who could do no wrong??? 😭👩‍🦼

Imagine their reaction to percy pulling godly bitches from other pantheons, not minor gods but them MAJOR gods🧍‍♂️🛼 krazy

they would be put off by how the pjo gods behave, especially towards humans. because yeah the pjo gods see humans as inferior, but a lot of them DO actually like humans and some even fall in love and have children (demigods) with them. a lot of them see humans as inferior, but they still like them so seeing how much the ror gods hate them to the point of multiple genocides and then eventually wanting to wipe ALL of them out puts them off. they'd be like "holy shit, you guys need to calm down wtf is wrong with you people"

cuz sure they may have been fucked up back in ancient times, but they clearly mellowed out, meanwhile the ror gods only got crueler over time ����

now as for percy, some would be entertained at the thought of those gods mistakenly believing her to be an innocent angel while the gods who don't like her (zeus, hera, ares, etc) would be all scowls like "are those ppl stupid, she's CLEARLY devil spawn wtf"

and her godly rizz??? yeah they'd be baffled too 😂😂😂 look, when percy was just a young tween and preteen, she was an awkward loser girl but then she started hitting her teens and BAM she got hit with the biggest glow-up ever and started pulling ppl left and right (i 100% believe like half of the camp was crushing on canon percy), she's just stupid and oblivious lol. but it's one thing to get mortal bitches, but GODLY bitches?????? from different pantheons??????? who are POWERFUL GODS???????? yeah they might as well make her the goddess of rizz at this point 😭😭

ok ok now onto the serious stuff....... when the see the yandere action, the possessiveness, the obsessiveness, the RAPES that poor girl suffers through....... even the gods who don't like her would be horrified, but it's the counterparts who are ESPECIALLY sickened. poseidon, hades, and apollo would be genuinely disgusted by their ror counterparts actions, especially since they genuinely care for percy too so this is just double the pain for them. they would 1000000% hate their ror counterparts for hurting percy that way. this sorta thing would damage them since they know percy wouldn't be able to look at them the same way if she were to ever get home, and they wouldn't blame her either.

[deathmetalunicorn1]

ok I got an ideaaaa 🤭🤭

Mitsuri reader as the Goddess of Love from another pantheon and she met Aphrodite? But reader caught the attention of some greek gods? Like she did a kind act(u decide what) and then that caught the [gods] interest. Like bcs they never saw their own Goddess of love do something amazing like that lololol ig

W/ Greek bros, Hermes, Apollo mwah tyyy💕

-You were originally human, living and dying as a human, but you died for another, dying for love and for your sacrifice, several gods allowed you to ascend to Valhalla and you became a love goddess.

-While you weren’t as powerful or well known as goddesses like Aphrodite, you were adored by the gods who knew you.

-You were hardworking, from your time as a Demon Slayer, as you were a powerful warrior even if you didn’t look or act like it, and you had taken to your duties with helping others with love with ease.

-Your diligence and willingness to work is what caught the attention of so many, as you wanted everyone to get love, despite not having it for yourself, but you could tell that those who had come around that they wouldn’t be good matches for you.

-Many reminded you of the men you had marriage meetings with back on earth, ones who told you how odd your hair was, or that your large appetite and inhuman strength was a turn off.

-You let them all down gently, being polite before helping them find the person they were supposed to be with, playing matchmaker, but it made you happy, seeing everyone paired up with others that made them happy.

-You were unaware of a set of eyes that had been watching you from afar, as you were so unlike the goddess of love in his own pantheon, Aphrodite.

-You were always willing to help others, smiling so warmly, and treating everyone, men, women, and children, with such gentle kindness- it was refreshing really.

-It was your physical strength that made him finally get the courage to approach you. A rude god who had interrupted your time with some children who were making flower crowns and adorning your hair with flowers, grabbing your wrist, and demanding you go on a date with him.

-You politely refused, trying to turn him down gently while the kids all hid behind you, scared, but this god didn’t take kindly to your refusal, trying to drag you to go with him.

-This is when (Love) arrived, seeing you being accosted and he went to defend you before you glared up at this cocky god, “Fine, if you can beat me in a test of strength, I’ll go with you.”

-The god just laughed loudly, but agreed, not knowing of your true strength as you both got on either side of a table, for an arm-wrestling contest.

-When the god went flying, after you easily beat him, sending him head over heels and through a nearby wall, the kids all cheered for you as you beamed brightly, your hands on your hips in a victory pose.

-You heard someone else laughing behind you and you turned, seeing (Love) there, approaching you and the children. You smiled, greeting him warmly, unaware of the effect it had on him before he spoke, “Are you all right?”

-You flexed your arm that the asshole had been holding, showing him that you were perfectly fine, “Yes- nothing I couldn’t handle!” he was surprised, giving you a soft smile.

-The children all shared a look before making a quick exit, confusing you as you looked around, wondering why they had rushed off so quickly before (Love) held out a hand towards you, “May I have the pleasure of take you out for tea?”

-Your face quickly flushed red, from your neck to the top of your head, as you could tell, unlike the others who came to you, just for your beauty, his feelings were genuine, and you had only dealt with true feelings of another once before, back on earth.

-Hermes- He smiled softly, seeing you so flustered- you were truly a pure maiden. It was rather adorable, but he felt his heart soar as a smile appeared on his face as you accepted, placing your hand in the hand he held out to you. Hermes was a gentleman, holding the door open for you, pulling out your seat, and ordering a tea set, which included pretty looking cakes. Hermes was unlike any other man you had come across- he was so doting on you; he was so sweet. He would never tell you that he had been hesitant in approaching you, as he found you so perfect that you were intimidating, in his eyes. He wanted to stand by your side and you by his own side for the rest of eternity.

-Apollo- You knew of Apollo and how much of a ladies’ man he was, with the nymphs he usually surrounded himself with, so you were a little hesitant on accepting his invitation. He could see that, but he didn’t berate you or try to convince you otherwise, as that wouldn’t be honest of him, but he was surprised when you tucked a piece of hair behind your ear as you shyly took his hand, “Just tea, right?” You could feel the warmth he was radiating from elation as you at least accepted his invitation. You were willing to give him a chance at least to take you out, but you wanted to be his one and only, selfish of you to say, but you didn’t want to share your love. Apollo was nothing but a gentleman with you, giving you his full, undivided attention, asking about your likes and dislikes, and reciting poetry to you- he was so romantic! He was praying you were willing to give him a chance, and if you did, he would only focus on you. He was willing to wait- to prove himself to you.

-Ares- You were surprised when he approached you, as you knew that he and Aphrodite were an item, on and off again, but still! Ares was so sweet to you, asking you out to tea and when you accepted, he flushed so hard. He wasn’t used to soft affections like this, as Aphrodite was more interested in his body and bed skills, while with you- it was like you wanted his heart, you wanted the real Ares. He adored you and showered you with so much affection and when you returned it, he melted, easily falling even harder for you and it was hard not to fall for him either. The two of you became the cutest couple around, even Poseidon acknowledged how nauseatingly sweet the two of you were together. The only person not happy with you two going out was Aphrodite, who viewed you as a threat to one of her favorite boy toys, but Ares was willing to keep you safe from her, just as long as you kept loving him, which you had no issues doing.

[nebulae-on-fire]

I finally played the Trailblazer Mission and I'm so emotional over Aventurine's relation to the Gaiathra Triclops you can't even imagine. Like... yes, he's doubting her - of course he is! He was hailed as a blessed child and his life was nothing but pain and disaster! His good fortune has actively worked against him, or so he thinks. He outwardly belittles the blessing, even implies doubt on the entire concept of it and yet! And yet!! He never discredits her when it matters! He does the ritual with Kakavasha, once he's finally accepted his past!

And yes, I'm weak for fantasy worldbuilding and fantasy religions, but it's not just that. The Gaiathra Triclops is specifically mentioned to be part of a cosmic pantheon unique to Avgin. Her blessings and everything that they were supposed to be are related to his family and Sigonia/Avgin. We've already seen how desperately - and proudly - he holds onto the scraps of his home, refusing to sell the trinkets, keeping his old rags... This boy is drifting through life and holding onto whatever he can as an anchor. Of course he never renounces his gods, the gods that are specific to Avgin and his loved ones. For all the new riches he can have and all the freedom he can buy, deep down he's obsessively attached to what is Kakavasha, instead of Aventurine.

"For I am a child who received the blessing of Gaiathra Triclops" ok so what if I cry, huh??