#Scorpion's Apollo

[mynonsenseistingling]

Night City

[donutfloats]

Back in Magma doodlin once again

[aiisstuffnthings]

Scorpion's Apollo

[jambalaya-enthusiast]

Orion, in greek mythology was a very handsome and capable hunter who was a very close companion of the Greek goddess Artemis, who is the goddess of hunt and the Moon.

In one telling of his story, he was tricked into being murdered by Apollo, (Artemis' brother) who grew jealous of their close bond, shaken by grief, Artemis, immortalised Orion as a constellation.

In another telling, Orion was adamant that there wasn't any beast he couldn't hunt/tame, but he ultimately was killed by a large scorpion. [ direct correlation to his adamance of jimmy being someone he can 'tame' i.e keep in check ]

Orions constellation includes his belt, a three-starred pattern in a perfect row.

In some Polynesian cultures, Orion's belt is seen as a fishing line, and Rigel as a fish.

end thoughts: i totally just fucking read into it coz it was interesting, coz I've heard they actually made anya's surname 'Noname' so like I don't think much consideration went into this either. lmao.

[greenwitchcrafts]

October 2024 Witch Guide

New Moon: October 2nd

First Quarter: October 10th

Full moon: October 17th

Last Quarter: October 24th

Sabbats: Samhain- October 31st-November 1st

October Hunter's Moon

Also known as: Blood Moon, Drying Rice Moon, Falling leaf Moon, Freezing Moon, Harvest Moon, Migration Moon, Moon of the Changing Season, Sanguine Moon,, Shedding Moon, Ten Colds Moon, Winterfelleth & Windermanoth

Element: Air

Zodiac: Libra & Scorpio

Nature spirts: Frost Faeries & Plant Faeries

Deities: Apollo, Astarte, Belili, Cernunnos, Demeter, Hathor, Herne, Horned God, Ishtar, Lakshmi & Mercury

Animals: Elephant, jackal, ram, scorpion & stag

Birds: Crow, heron & robin

Trees: Acacia,apple, cypress & yew

Herbs: Angelica, burdock, catnip, pennyroyal, sweet Annie, thyme & uva ursi

Flowers: Apple blossom, calendula, cosmos & marigold

Scents: Apple blossom, cherry & strawberry

Stones: Amethyst, beryl, cat's eye, chrysoberyl, citrine, obsidian, opal, sapphire, tourmaline & turquoise

Colors: Black, blue, dark blue, blue-green & purple

Issues, intentions & powers: Cooperation, darkness, divination, healing & hope

Energy: Artistic works, creativity, harmony, inner cleansing, justice, karma, legal matters, mental stimulation, partnerships, reincarnation & uncovering mysteries or secrets

The Harvest Moon is the full Moon that occurs nearest to the autumnal equinox date (September 22, 2024). This means that either September or October’s full Moon may take on the name “Harvest Moon” instead of its traditional name. Similarly, the Hunter’s Moon is the first full Moon to follow the Harvest Moon, meaning it can occur in either October or November.

The Harvest Moon & the Hunter’s Moon are unique in that they are not directly related to this folklore or restricted to a single month. Instead, they are tied to an astronomical event: the autumnal equinox!

• October’s full Hunter Moon orbits closer to Earth than any of the other full Moons this year, making one of the four supermoons of 2024!  As the Moon drifts over the horizon around sunset, it may appear larger & more orange—how perfect for the fall season!

It is believed that this name originates from the fact that it was a signal for hunters to prepare for the upcoming cold winter by going hunting. This is because animals were beginning to fatten up in preparation for the winter season. Moreover, since fields had recently been cleared out under the Harvest Moon, hunters could easily spot deer & other animals that had come out to search for remaining scraps. Additionally, foxes & wolves would also come out to prey on these animals.

Samhain

Known as: Ancestor's night, Feast of Apples, Feast of Sam-fuim, Feast of Souls, Feast of the Dead, Geimhreadh, Hallowmass, Martinmass, Old Hallowmass, Pagan New Year, Samana, Samhuinn, Samonios & Shadowfest

Season: Autumn

Element: Water

Symbols: Apples, bats, besom, black cats, cauldrons, ghosts, gourds, jack-o-lanterns, pumpkins, scarecrows & witches

Colors: Black, gold, orange, silver & white

Oils/Incense: Basil, cloves, copal, frankincense, gum mastic, heather, heliotrope, mint, myrrh & nutmeg

Animals: Bat, bear, boar, cat, cattle & dog

Stones: Amber, anatase, black calcite, black obsidian, black tourmaline, bras, carnelian, clear quartz, diamond, garnet, gold, granite, hematite, iron, jet, marble, onyx, pearl, pyrite, ruby, sandstone, sardonyx, smokey quartz, steel & tektite

Food: Apples, ale, beef, cider, corn, nuts, fruit, garlic, gourds, grains, hazelnuts, herbal teas, mushroom, nettle, nuts, pears, pomegranates, pork, poultry, pumpkin pie, sunflower seeds, thistle, turnips & wine (mulled)

Herbs/Plants: Acorn, allspice, angelica, besom, catnip, corn, deadly nightshades, dittany of Crete, fumitory, garlic, mandrake, mugwort, mullein, oak leaves, patchouli, reed, rosemary, rue, sage, straw, tarragon, thistle & wormwood

Flowers:  Calendula, chrysanthemum & heather

Trees: Apple, beech, buckthorn, hazel, pine, locust, pomegranate, willow, witch hazel, yellow cedar & yew

Magical: Faeries

Goddesses: Al-Lat, Baba Yaga, Badb, Bast, Bebhionn, Bronach, Brunhilde, Cailleach, Carlin, Cassandra, Cerridwen, Copper Woman, Crobh Dearg, Devanyani, Dolya, Edda, Elli, Eris, Erishkigal, Fortuna, Frau Holde, Hecate, Hel, Mania, The Morrigan, Nemisis & Nicneven

Gods: Arawn, Baron Samede, Chronus,The Dagda, Dis, Hades, Nefertum, Osiris, Pluto, Woden & Xocatl

Spellwork: Divination, fire magick, night magick, shape-shifting, spirit calling & water magick

Issues, Intentions & Powers: Crossroads, darkness, death, divination, honor, introspection, otherworldly/underworld, release, visions & wisdom

Activities:

•Dedicate an altar to loved ones who have passed

• Boil a simmer pot to cleanse your space

• Have a silent dinner

• Light a candle for your loved ones & yourself

• Decorate your house and/or altar

• Release negative energy & cleanse yourself with a ritual bath

• Pull tarot cards to see what may be in store for you ahead

• Cleanse, clean & de-clutter your space

• Host or attend a bonfire

• Leave offerings for the Sídhe

• Journal & reflect on your accomplishments, challenges & everything you did this year

•Go on a nature walk

• Learn a new form of divination

• Have a bonfire with your friends and/or family

• Carve pumpkins, turnips or apples

• Express yourself creatively through art, music, ect

• Visit a cemetery & help clean off areas that need it or to visit a family member/ ancestor & leave an offering

• Hold a seance

• Bake spooky treats & bread as offerings

• Refresh your protection magicks, sigils & rituals

Samhain is about halfway between the autumnal equinox & winter solstice. It is one of the four Gaelic seasonal festivals along with Imbolc, Beltane, & Lughnasa. Historically it was widely observed throughout Ireland, Scotland, & the Isle of Man. 

Samhain is believed to have Celtic pagan origins &  some Neolithic passage tombs in Great Britain & Ireland are aligned with the sunrise at the time of Samhain. It is mentioned in the earliest Irish literature, from the 9th century & is associated with many important events in Irish mythology.

The early literature says great gatherings & feasts marked Samhain when the ancient burial mounds were open, which were seen as portals to the Otherworld. Some of the literature also associates Samhain with bonfires & sacrifices.

• According to Irish mythology, Samhain (like Beltane) was a time when the 'doorways' to the Otherworld opened, allowing supernatural beings and the souls of the dead to come into our world; while Beltane was a summer festival for the living, Samhain "was essentially a festival for the dead".

•The festival was not recorded in detail until the early modern era. It was when cattle were brought down from the summer pastures & livestock were slaughtered. Special bonfires were lit, which were deemed to have protective & cleansing powers.

At Samhain, the aos sí were appeased with offerings of food & drink to ensure the people & livestock survived the winter. The souls of dead kin were also thought to revisit their homes seeking hospitality & a place was set at the table for them during a meal. Divination was also a big part of the festival & often involved nuts & apples.

Mumming & guising were part of the festival from at least the early modern era, whereby people went door-to-door in costume, reciting verses in exchange for food. The costumes may have been a way of imitating & disguising oneself from the aos sí. 

• In the late 19th century, John Rhys and James Frazer suggested it had been the "Celtic New Year", but that is disputed.

Some believe it is the time of The Goddess' mourning the death of The God until his rebirth at Yule. The Goddess' sadness can be seen in the shortening, darkening days & the arrival or cold weather.

Related festivals:

• Halloween( October 31st)-

In popular culture, the day has become a celebration of horror, being associated with the macabre and supernatural.

•One theory holds that many Halloween traditions were influenced by Celtic harvest festivals, particularly the Gaelic festival Samhain, which are believed to have pagan roots. Some go further & suggest that Samhain may have been Christianized as All Hallow's Day, along with its eve, by the early Church. Other academics believe Halloween began solely as a Christian holiday, being the vigil of All Hallow's Day.

Popular Halloween activities include trick-or-treating (or the related guising & ghouling), attending Halloween costume parties, carving pumpkins or turnips into jack-o'-lanterns, lighting bonfires, apple bobbing, divination games, playing pranks, visiting haunted attractions, telling scary stories, & watching horror or Halloween-themed films

• Day of the Dead(November 1st-2nd)-

 el Día de Muertos or el Día de los Muertos

The multi-day holiday involves family & friends gathering to pay respects & to remember friends & family members who have died. These celebrations can take a humorous tone, as celebrants remember amusing events & anecdotes about the departed. It is widely observed in Mexico, where it largely developed, and is also observed in other places, especially by people of Mexican heritage.

•The observance falls during the Christian period of Allhallowtide.

Traditions connected with the holiday include honoring the deceased using calaveras & marigold flowers known as cempazúchitl, building home altars called ofrendas with the favorite foods & beverages of the departed & visiting graves with these items as gifts for the deceased.

 The celebration is not solely focused on the dead, as it is also common to give gifts to friends such as candy sugar skulls, to share traditional pan de muerto with family & friends, & to write light-hearted & often irreverent verses in the form of mock epitaphs dedicated to living friends & acquaintances, a literary form known as calaveras literarias.

 Some argue that there are Indigenous Mexican or ancient Aztec influences that account for the custom & it has become a way to remember those forebears of Mexican culture.

• All Saint's Day(November 1st)- 

Also known as All Hallows' Day or the Feast of All Saints is a Christian solemnity celebrated in honour of all the saints of the Church, whether they are known or unknown.

Sources:

Farmersalmanac .com

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

Wikipedia

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

Encyclopedia britannica

Llewellyn 2024 magical almanac Practical magic for everyday living

[cherrygarcia-07]

⭐️Cosmic Love // Spencer Reid⭐️

Spencer finds himself falling in love all over again whilst stargazing

content: idiots in love, spencer rambling about greek mythology, love love love

pairing: spencer reid x reader (established relationship)

genre: fluff fluff fluff

notes: reader referred to as a girl, definitely incorrect stuff about greek mythology im sorry pls dont cringe too hard i wrote this at like 3am (i tried my best with my research but it is probably not the most accurate or extensive), a super super brief allusion to suicide when talking about said greek mythology

word count: 2.6k

authors notes: this is possibly a little self indulgent as a stargazer but oh to go stargazing with spencer reid. and yes this is named like the Red Velvet lyric. fun fact! the star pics above are mine! both orion and taurus/pleiades are visible in the first pic, as mentioned in the fic. i hope you enjoy!

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Eighty-eight constellations stretch across the endless night sky like a blanket embroidered with ancient tales and stories of love and loss. Tiny, twinkling lights that dance way up above, their nightly shows enchanting, enamouring- entrancing.

Entranced. That’s how Spencer felt, gazing up at the storybook of stars, one hand draped over your back as his chest steadily rose and fell under the comfortable weight of your head resting on him. Of course not all eighty-eight constellations were present, just a couple of pages worth of stars, but there were plenty to keep the two of you charmed, an air of tranquility flowing through you as you listened earnestly to his warm voice softly explaining each tale to you.

You were lying on the grass of the field beneath you, a blanket separating your bodies from the blades of green, Spencer’s curls falling onto the cushion beneath his head as your hair fell over his sweater. With his free hand, he pointed towards the sky, landing on three dazzling stars lined up in a neat row which you recognised, eyes darting to the rest of the constellation around it.

‘Orion’s belt- and Orion himself’ you spoke before he could, leaving his mouth hanging open and he let out a light laugh instead.

‘Smart girl.’ He traced small circles on your lower back with the arm still wrapped around you, a loving smile on his face.

You couldn’t see him with your gaze locked onto the sky above you, yet your face mirrored the same smile as your voices gently broke the silence stretching over the field. You nuzzled his chest with your cheek, urging him to tell you more, he grinned.

‘Well, there’s actually multiple versions of the legends that account for how he ended up in the stars. There’s one that claims Artemis was tricked into striking him with her own arrow by Apollo who was jealous of their love, but the most commonly told variants result in a monstrous scorpion being sent to kill him.’ As he spoke his finger drifted below Orion to a different constellation, ‘and so we have Scorpius.’

You hummed in thought. ‘A scorpion, huh? And who sent that?’

‘Hmm there’s a couple of different stories behind that too.’ He chuckled as you let out a confused groan. ‘One says that it was sent by Gaia who despised his boasting and arrogance. In others it was sent by Artemis as a result of unwanted advances towards her. In Gaia’s case, it’s said that she was so grateful to the scorpion that she promised the proof of it’s victory would be visible for all eternity, placing Scorpius in the sky to pursue Orion forevermore.’

‘Damn…’ You sighed, ‘Greek mythology is brutal.’

‘That’s certainly one way to put it.’

A content silence arose as your eyes drifted between the two constellations and your mind crafted vivid images of Orion the hunter slaying beasts, of Gaia, irate, and of the scorpion raising it’s mighty tail and bringing the giant to his demise. The scene dissipated and in the calm of the night you could hear Spencer’s breathing, in time with the movement of his chest beneath you. Carefully, you turned your head upwards to see him as best as you could. He was ethereal. The glow of the moonlight bathed him in an angelic haze, every perfect curl on his head highlighted as if they each had their own personal spotlight. Your lips parted slightly and you dared to look into his eyes, and for a second you forgot about the sea of stars above and you became fixated on the ones that seemed to shine within those mesmerising golden brown pools, shining brighter than anything you’d seen so far that night. Suddenly missing his voice, you turned back to face the sky.

‘Tell me another one, Ptolemy.’ You joked, earning a hearty laugh from him that gave you butterflies.

‘Okay, okay.’ He lifted a finger towards the sky again, this time heading above Orion and somewhere far to its right, to a tiny cluster of bright white lights jumping out from the darkness. ‘Do you know this one?’ He took your silence as you followed his direction as a sign to continue, ‘Pleiades- part of the Taurus constellation.’

You’d seen this constellation before, it was too small to stand out amongst the great cosmic illustrations it burrowed between yet it was captivating enough that when your eyes did brush past it on their way to the next set of stars they stopped, fixed.

Spencer licked his lips before speaking again, ‘The seven sisters, daughters of Atlas who was fated to hold up the sky and carry the heavens on his shoulders by Zeus as punishment for the Titan rebellion. They were relentlessly pursued by Orion, only Atlas was unable to protect them leading Zeus to transform them all into doves which he then released to the heavens.’

‘Doves…’ you cooed, slightly sleepy but completely engaged, ‘that’s kind of nice.’

‘Well actually, there’s a different version of the tale where the seven sisters died by their own hands but I figured you wouldn’t care for that one as much.’

‘Mm-hm. I want the dove story. Tell me about the sisters.’ Spencer smiled at your tired drawl, craning his neck slightly to press a gentle kiss to your hair as his hand moved from your back to stroke your arm. He loved that you were so interested in his stories, in his rambling, it was something he hadn’t had the luxury of getting used to in life- not until he met you, anyway. He couldn’t fathom that after years of abrupt interruptions, of being told ‘not now, kid’, even of being outright bullied and mocked that he would have anyone- let alone someone as divine and seraphic as you- hanging on to his every word and actually asking to hear more. He bit his bottom lip, a beam pulling at his mouth and he placed another kiss, with just a little more pressure, to your hair, making you giggle before he began again.

‘Maia, Alcyone, Sterope, Celaeno, Taygete, Electra, and Merope- daughters of Atlas the titan and Pleione, protector of sailors.’ A happy hum escaped your lips as you cuddled into him, unknowingly causing his heart to skip a beat as he held you tighter. ‘If you look closely, to the human eye Pleiades appears to contain only six stars and not seven, though that’s not actually the case. Merope- also known as the lost sister- is said to have been faded, hiding her face in shame after marrying a mortal. Her star is there but much fainter than the others, practically invisible to the naked eye.’

‘That’s sad.’ You whimpered. ‘Living in shame forever because of who you married.’ Though he couldn’t see your face, Spencer could tell you were pouting and your compassion made his heart ache.

‘Yeah, I suppose it is, sweetheart.’ He murmured, his hand stroking your hair slowly and delicately. ‘I think you’ll like Maia, though.’ He suggested, in an attempt to resolve your frowning face, as cute as it always was to him. ‘Maia was the eldest of the sisters, a nymph, supposedly very beautiful yet incredibly reserved and solitary. Romans considered her a goddess of spring which is said to be how the month of May got its name.’

‘So she was known for being pretty?’ You questioned admirably as you pulled your head back up again to look at him.

‘Mm,’ Spencer nodded, wrapping both arms around you in a tight hug, your body fitting against his as if made specifically for it, ‘kind of like someone else I know.’

A delighted, girlish giggle escaped you, matching lovesick smiles illuminated in the glow of the night. In that moment it was as if no one else in the world existed, all that you knew was the way he looked in the dreamy moonlight, like a God himself pulled straight from the heavens above and he took your breath away. Your eyes travelled over his face, stopping at his brows- you loved how expressive they always were: how they furrowed when he was deep in thought, a crease appearing between them that you always wished to straighten out with the gentle touch of your finger or the dainty touch of your lips; how they shot up high above those beautiful eyes of his when he was excited, the way they moved a million miles a minute with his ever-changing expressions as he rambled about whatever it was that had caught his attention that time; and how they framed his face so perfectly you sometimes genuinely wondered if his features were carved by sculptors before he graced the world with his existence. You couldn’t resist, within seconds you had turned to prop yourself up so your face was hovering over his, your hair falling around the two of you like a curtain blocking out the rest of the world until it was just you and Spencer. Leaning in, you gingerly took his face in one hand, using your other to keep yourself steady, and kissed between his brows, your lips lingering on his skin for a moment longer as you breathed him in and let your fingers drag up his face and into his hair.

‘I love you.’ You heard yourself whisper distantly, like you were someone else listening in, so dazed and infatuated with the wonder of a man lying beneath you that you felt light, drifting away somewhere to those distant twinkling lights above. You wondered if one day the two of you may by some fate wind up there too, beside Perseus and Andromeda maybe, entwined forever and destined to love side by side above the earth while people for years to come point up at the sky to tell a story all your own, one of soulmates.

‘I love you too.’ Spencer whispered back, arms still wrapped around you and a rosy heat rushing through his cheeks as he scanned your face, pathetically and hopelessly in love. He let out a shaky breath laced with disbelief, something between a sigh and a laugh as he locked eyes with you and pondered. He was a classified genius by it’s very definition, he knew everything about everything and yet there was one thing that stumped that marvellous brain of his, one thing that he just couldn’t figure out- just how in the hell he had gotten so lucky.

Feeling at peace, you rolled off of him and resumed your rightful position on his chest, watching the sky once again as your eyes fell on the far-away moon, standing out against the black sea outstretched around it with it’s pale yellow glow bleeding through the darkness before thinning out into nothing.

‘You know, as a kid I used to talk to her. Write her letters and stuff.’ You lazily lifted your hand to where the moon was settled in the sky before framing it in the angle between your thumb and pointer finger.

‘Who?’ Spencer asked, intrigued by your whimsicality as always.

‘To the moon.’ You stated like it was the most obvious thing in the world.

‘You used to write letters to the moon?’ A sweet, saccharine tone took ahold of his voice and he felt butterflies in his own stomach now as he pictured you, tiny and innocent, perched at your window and scribbling about your day as you stared out into the night, youthful eyes full of wonder. Until this moment he was sure he couldn’t possibly fall any deeper in love with you.

‘She’s always there. And she always listens, you know?’ Spencer noted the softness in your voice as if you were recalling memories of an old friend. ‘No matter where you are, how old you get, what you’ve done or where you’ve been- when you look up at the sky she’s still by your side, waving her little light at you like she’s saying ‘hey it’s okay.’’ You gave a sheepish chuckle, embarrassed slightly by how childish a sentiment it was.

The truth was, you were exactly the kind of person Spencer needed in his life. Someone who could look at the seemingly insignificant things that other people seem to pay no mind to and give them meaning, much like he felt you did to him. It didn’t sound juvenile at all to him, in fact it was comforting after all he’d been through in his life to know there was still magic in the world, in you and in your infectious joy as it filled his heart until he feared it might burst. He understood entirely, because that’s what you were to him- a little light waving his way saying ‘hey it’s okay’, and for once in his life he was certain he had somebody who would stay.

‘Plus, she’s beautiful.’ You spoke, snapping him out of the trance he had wandered into. ‘Much like someone else I know.’ You tilted your head up towards him, throwing him a playful wink as you echoed his earlier remark, and he couldn’t help the laugh that left his lips as they spread in a grin from ear to ear.

Another relaxed silence encompassed the two of you as you lay there, perfectly moulded to one another, taking in the night before you. The only sounds around you were your breathing, perfectly in sync, in rhythm with each other. It would have been enough to lull you to sleep right there in his arms, but before long you began to miss his voice again.

‘Hey,’ you poked him lightly, ‘why do we call the moon ‘she’ anyway.’

‘Oh, there’s plenty of reasons for that.’ He spoke in a low, yet honeyed voice. ‘One of the most popular being the belief that the moon has influence over women’s reproductive cycles, that the moon and women are tied together in a sacred bond between the cosmos and femininity. It’s a longstanding belief across many cultures throughout history.’ Since meeting you, this was a theory he believed more in every day- there was certainly something stellar- cosmic, even, about you.

You were pressed so tightly to Spencer that his voice vibrated through you as if his words were taking over you completely, and you loved it.

You were about to respond when out of the corner of your eye, a brief glimmer of light flashed, and your gaze followed just in time to catch the shooting star that raced past before vanishing into the air just as fast as it had appeared. Gasping in pure, unfiltered glee you sat up, wildly pointing at the direction the star had come from.

‘Did you see that, Spence?’ You squealed, the beam on your face wider than anything he had ever seen before.

‘Yeah, I did.’ He mused, a look of wonder washing over him as he stared at you in awe, at your blushed cheeks and at the happiness in your voice. ‘Did you make a wish?’ He wrapped his arm around your shoulder, pulling you toward him as you continued to coo at the sky.

‘No, I didn’t. It happened too fast.’ There was a slight sigh in your voice as you rested your head perfectly in the space between his neck and his shoulder, like it was meant to be there.

‘That’s okay.’ Spencer spoke in an adoring, hushed tone, craning to place a kiss to your hair once more. ‘I’ve got everything I could ever wish for right here.’

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[margaretkart]

What are the most funny, unhinged or craziest myths in Greek mythology?

All here's a few i can recall:

Hermes killed a tortoise and invented the lyre before he could walk.

Apollo won a flute contest and skinned the satyr Marsyas alive as punishment because he provoked him.

Bellerophon tried to ride Pegasus to Olympus and Zeus said "nope" and yeeted him off.

Athena turned a woman into a crow just because she wouldn’t stop gossiping.

Pan challenged Apollo to a music duel and only King Midas liked Pan’s performance, so Apollo gave him donkey ears.

The Minyans disrespected Dionysus, so he turned them mad and Hermes turned them into bats (kinda merciful)

A man named Erysichthon chopped down a sacred tree and Demeter cursed him with endless hunger until he ate himself.

Pygmalion disliked women so much he sculpted his ideal woman… then married the statue. (At least has a happy ending)

How Athena and Dionysus are born in general from Zeus

Actaeon accidentally saw Artemis bathing, so she turned him into a stag and had his own dogs eat him.

Heracles killed his music teacher with a lyre just because he got annoyed.

Pasiphae cursed Minos to well....he would ejaculate scorpions and snakes whenever he engaged in sexual intercourse with other women.

[apiswitchcraft]

altars for greek heroes

ACHILLES: hero of the Trojan war, son of nereid Thetis

Colors: gold/bronze, red for Trojan War. blue, white for his mother Thetis

Offerings: yarrow, gold/silver, shells, gull feathers, olive, laurel, gemstones

Crystals: aquamarine, sodalite, jaspers (red, yellow, ocean especially)

*to honor Achilles you must also honor Patroclus*

PATROCLUS: hero of the Trojan war, son of Argonaut Menoetius

Colors: gold/bronze, red for war. purple for royal birth

Offerings: incense/fire, oil, olive, laurel, gemstones, gold/silver

Crystals: agates (moss, tree especially), amethyst, lepidolite, rose quartz, citrine

ADONIS: lover of Aphrodite, became god of rebirth and beauty

Colors: pink, purple, red for beauty and association with Aphrodite

Offerings: fast growing plants (lettuce, fennel, barley, wheat), anemone and other flowers, dead plants, cake, honey

Crystals: flower agate, rose quartz, amethyst, rutilated quartz, jaspers (specifically rainforest or other green ones)

ARIADNE: helped Theseus to defeat the Minotaur, later married Dionysus and became goddess of labyrinths

Colors: gold for noble birth. purple for association with Dionysus

Offerings: grapes, puzzle toys, spools of thread or fabric art, wine, herbal tea, saffron

Crystals: grape agate, celestite, star jasper, pyrite, amethyst, scolectite, selenite

ASCLEPIUS: god of healing, son of Apollo

Colors: yellow, white for association with Apollo. red, pink, orange for healing

Offerings: snake skin, clay/bronze humanoid figurines, cypress, pine, olive trees, medicinal herbs

Crystals: quartz, rhodonite, amethyst, fluorite, selenite, citrine

ATALANTA: one of the Argonauts, devotee of Artemis, killed the Calydonian boar

Colors: brown, green for the hunt. white, blue, grey for association with Artemis

Offerings: pork, boar hide, apples, laurel, forgeables, lion/bear imagery

Crystals: jaspers, moss/tree agate, petrified wood, amethyst, rose quartz, selenite

CASTOR AND POLLUX: Pollux was a son of Zeus who shared his immortality Castor, they were turned into the Gemini constellation, saviors of seafarers

Colors: purple for noble birth. white and grey for association with zeus. black for the night sky

Offerings: shells, laurel, olive, meat, wine, two things conjoined (like two cherries or two grapes on a vine)

Crystals: star and ocean jaspers, sodalite, aquamarine, obsidian, hematite

HERAKLES: went mad and killed his wife and kids, did 12 labors as penance, god of strength and heroes

Colors: red, gold for strength and heroes

Offerings: hellebore, olive, laurel, meat, alcohol, yarrow

Crystals: bloodstone, carnelian, garnet, red jasper, smokey quartz, pyrite

HYACINTHUS: Spartan prince and lover of Apollo, became god of vegetation

Colors: pink, yellow, green for vegetation. yellow/gold for association with apollo

Offerings: iris (they were called hyacinths by the Greeks) and other flowers, grain, yarrow, clove

Crystals: tree/moss/flower agate, jaspers (especially bumblebee), citrine, carnelian, pyrite, honey calcite, amber

ODYSSEUS: clever hero of Homer's "The Odyssey," favored by Athena

Colors: gold, purple for royal status. grey, white for wisdom

Offerings: owl feathers, shells, boat imagery, poetry/speeches, laurel, olive, cypress

Crystals: jaspers, obsidian, quartz, aquamarine, turquoise, sodalite, bloodstone

ORION: lover of Artemis, was turned into a constellation after death. Sirius is his dog and Scorpius the scorpion that slayed him

Colors: black, white for night. brown, green for the hunt

Offerings: forageables, apples, hides/leather, mugwort, cypress, moon shaped items

Crystals: star jasper, bloodstone, selenite, celestite, howlite

ORPHEUS: son of Apollo, famed musician and poet of the Argonauts, travelled to Haides to try to save his wife Eurydice

Colors: yellow, gold, white for Apollo. black for the Underworld

Offerings: music (especially lyre), poetry, hymns, honey, laurel, wine, meats

Crystals: aventurine, obsidian, black tourmaline, smokey quartz, selenite, yellow jasper, honey calcite

PERSEUS: son of Zeus, slayer of Medusa, has a constellation

Colors: gold and red for hero status. white, grey, blue for association with Zeus

Offerings: meat, laurel, snake shed, alcohol, fruit, honey, milk (to honor his mother Danae)

Crystals: jaspers (red, star especially), bloodstone, serpentine, quartz, obsidian

THESEUS: slayer of the Minotaur, united Attica, completed six trials for the entrances to the Underworld that he passed on the way to Athens

Colors: blues for ocean, being a son of Poseidon (in some stories)

Offerings: ship imagery, meat, olive, yarrow, gold

Crystals: pyrite, sodalite, lapis lazuli, coral, blue aventurine, aquamarine

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(uh small warning ig, pain, this is kinda making me sad ngl)

*Rosalie had taken a walk down by the beach to calm her thoughts when suddenly something stabbed her, it looked like a scorpion, next thing she knows she reliving every single terrible memory of her dad's, as she falls to her knees, she lets out a terrible blood curling scream*

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The Gigantomachy Giants

so @greekmythfamilytree has gotten me thinking about the Giants and specifically how in the RRverse, they correspond to/oppose a god.

Here’s our canon list of giant banes:

Porphyrion (Zeus): killed by Zeus and Heracles, or Apollo in another version

Alcyoneus (Hades): killed by Heracles

Enceladus (Athena): killed by Athena

Ephialtes (Dionysus): killed by Artemis, Artemis and Apollo, Apollo and Heracles, or simply Apollo himself. In a lesser-known depiction, he’s fighting Poseidon.

Otis (Dionysus): killed by Artemis, Artemis and Apollo, or simply Apollo himself.

Clytius (Hecate): killed by Hecate via torches

Mimas (Hephaestus): fought Hephaestus; killed by Ares

Polybotes (Poseidon): crushed by Poseidon and Heracles

Hippolytus (Hermes): killed by Hermes wearing Hades’s helm

Thoon (Fates): clubbed to death by the Fates

Polyboea (Aphrodite): daughter of the king of the giants, either Porphyrion or Eurymedon (more on those two later). No recorded death.

Orion (Artemis and Apollo): killed by Gaea via scorpion, Artemis herself, or Apollo at Artemis’s behest.

Damasen (Ares): in RRverse canon, he didn’t participate in the war and so survived.

However, there are many more giants in the Gigatatomachy!

Like these guys:

Eurytos

Pallas

Euryalus

Agrios

Peloreus

Sykeus

Aristaeus

Leon

Molios / Picolous

Pelorus

Hopladamas

Gration

Aezeius

Alektos/Allektos

Astarias

Eurymedon

So I got thinking. What gods would they correspond to?

Here are my thoughts—

Demeter, Hestia, and Hera are the only Olympians in the RRverse to not have a giant bane. I don’t think Hera has one at all, because in The Lost Hero remember, Porphyrion was going to consume her power if she didn’t marry him.

Demeter, imo, definitely has a giant bane. I mean…an elder god? Mother of agriculture?? Her generation’s Gaea??? You’re telling me Gaea WOULDN’T make one for her???? Wrong.

And why wouldn’t the hearth and home of Olympus have a bane made SPECIFICALLY to destroy said hearth and home?

Since we’re out of Olympians, I looked at Hecate and thought; “okay, now what other gods would be considered to be important/powerful by Gaea?”

Here are the ones I picked:

Eurytos (Selene) - his name means “well”, “to draw, drag, pull”, and “drawer of the bow”. I think “to drag/pull” can be a nice nod to how Selene pulls the moon across the sky. He was killed by Dionysus.

Pallas (Persephone) - his name means “youth”, “vigor”, “sword”, and “strength”. Persephone is a powerful goddess in her own right, so I think it’s only fair she has a strong bane.

Euryalus (Eos (& Astraeus?)) - name means “broad”. If you’re gonna take out the sun and moon, you gotta go for the dawn (and possibly dusk!) as well! This giant fought Hephaestus.

Agrios (Nemesis) - name means “wild”, “savage”. Tell me it doesn’t make sense for the goddess of DIVINE RETRIBUTION and BALANCE to have a CHAOTIC EVIL bane. He was killed via clubbing by Fates

Peloreus (Tyche) - name means “huge”, and “monstrous one” and is thought to be a lucky name. I thought it fitting he be Tyche’s bane because wouldn’t a giant need to combat luck with his own?

Sykeus (Hestia) - name means “fig-tree”. I’d hate to see just what THIS GUY can do to the hearth and home. The opposite of that is pure evil shivers

Aristaeus (Demeter) - name means “most excellent” and “most useful”. He was the only survivor of the war. (And yes, he shares a name with Apollo’s son. How dare.) I feel like you gotta be “the most excellent” to not only survive the war, but also Demeter.

Leon (Psyche) - name means “lion”. I choose Psyche because she is the soul of humanity, the gods��� strongest power base. She is vital to the stability of the mortal world, so it only makes sense she’d have a bane.

Molios “toil and moil” / Picolous (Helios) - okay so these two (this one?) kinda confused me because I can’t find anything backing up Molios’s apparent beef with Helios (besides a fan wiki. bleh.), or how he created moly, BUT there are sources attributing those things to Picolous. Picolous fled to Aeiea, Circe’s island, and attempted to drive her out. Helios intervened on his daughter’s behalf and killed him.

Pelorus (Eros) - name means “fish”. Eros is extremely powerful and Gaea knows this. Ofc he would have a bane. This giant was killed by Mars, fitting since Eros (or Cupid) is considered by the Roman era to be Venus and Mars’s son.

Hopladamas (Nike, Zelos, Bia, Kratos) - name means “armed man”. A giant can have multiple gods to take on, and with his history of attacking Zeus, I think it makes sense he was made to destroy the four gods who stand guard by the king. This giant was speared by Apollo.

Gration (The Horae) - his name was partially eroded so I’m picking and choosing here. The Horae (Dike, Eunomia, and Eirene) are goddesses of justice, good order, and peace. So I think the name Aigaion would be a good match here, meaning “goatish, stormy”. He was killed by Artemis.

Aezeius (Enyo) - his name is similar to Aegeus, meaning “protection”. As a war goddess, I think Enyo would be a good counterpart.

Alektos/Allektos (Phobos and Deimos) - name means “unceasing”. Only fair fear and panic have something to fear, eh?

Astarias (Muses) - name means “bright one” and “glitterer”. The Muses are the inspiration of the mortals and gods. Without them, there is nothing to worship or praise. This giant was killed by Athena.

Eurymedon (Heracles) - name means “ruling far and wide”. Like Porphyrion, he’s been cited as the leader of the giants and once tried (and succeeded) in assaulting Hera, which in this specific telling produced Prometheus. Since this contradicts established RRverse lore, and is rather obscure in the mythology to boot, we’ll be setting that aside and making him the bane of Heracles, since if this giant is an opponent of Jove/Jupiter, and Dionysus had a bane or two as a demigod, I think it makes sense for Heracles to have one to. Plus, in the Porphyrion telling, when the giant king tried to assault Hera, it was Heracles who defended her and killed the giant, so with Eurymedon bearing similarities to Porphyrion, this would be a neat little nod to that.

Udaios (the Anemoi) - name is similar to Udaeus, one of Cadmus’s dragon tooth-born warriors. Some giants had wings so I think it’d be cool if the wind gods’ bane had dragon wings. killed by Apollo (see: Pergamon Altar)

since we’re talking about the Giants, I’m wondering what the kill count is. We’re talking strictly mythology here now folks!

Tied for fourth place is—

Hecate: 1 kill (Clytius)

Zeus: 1 kill (Porphyrion)

Helios: 1 kill (Picolous)

Dionysus: 1 kill (Eurytos)

Hermes: 1 kill (Hippolytus)

Aphrodite: 1 kill (see: unnamed giant on Pergamon Altar)

Tied for third place 🥉 is —

Fates: 2 kills (Thoon and Agrios)

Athena: 2 kills (Enceladus and Astarias)

Ares/Mars: 2 kills (Mimas, with Hephaestus, and Pelorus)

Hephaestus: 2 kills (Mimas, with Ares, and Euryalus)

Poseidon: 2 kills (Polybotes, Ephialtes in one depiction)

Tied for the honorable second place is —

Artemis: 4 kills (Ephialtes and Otis with Apollo or herself, Orion via Apollo or herself, and Gration/Aigaion) 🥈the queen of giant killing

Heracles: 4 kills (Porphyrion, Alcyoneus, Ephialtes with Apollo, and Polybotes with Poseidon)

And our reigning champion is —

Apollo: 6 kills (Porphyrion in one account, Ephialtes and Otis with Artemis, Orion at Artemis’s behest, Hopladamas, and Udaios) holy shit Apollo keep slaying king 👑

Other participants in the war: Phoebe, Asteria, Leto, Boreas, Notus, Eurus, Zephyrus, Rhea, Eos, Theia, Aether, Themis, Triton, Amphitrite, Doris, Nereus, Tethys, Oceanus, Semele, Dione, Castor and Pollux, the Erinyes, and even Ouranos is implied to have been involved (see: the Pergamon Altar)

There are more giants, but a lot of them are unnamed, so we’ll stop here ^-^ This was a fun headcanon and research post!!

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Scorpioooo

Capricorn is the only one I have left now. :3

Once again, this isn’t the canon design for Scorpio in the Gladiator au. The canon design is by @alasylunatic, and I really recommend checking it out! I made this for fun and my own personal use. Even though it’s not in the Gladiator au, I’ll be using the same tag #Gladiator au as I have been for all my other astral designs for consistency sake. If you want to see the others, go check it out! Anyways, design rambles under cut per usual.

So Scorpio actually has multiple myths, all of them Greek. In one, Orion was getting too boastful about his abilities as a hunter. So the goddess of the earth, Gaia, sent a scorpion after him to kill him. In another version of the myth, Apollo worried Orion was getting too close with his sister, Artemis, and that would cause her to break her vows of maidenhood. He sent a scorpion to kill him. (Why are we all jumping Orion istg) In another myth, a scorpion scared the horses on the Sun chariot to run away while it was being driven by an inexperienced child.

Due to most of these myths being about a scorpion being sent to hunt someone down (and because my friend inspired me) I based her clothes after a hunter. She (feminine sign) is wearing an animal skin and some other clothes made out of animal stuff. Her hair has a scorpion tail at the end of it and has deadly enough poison to kill another astral. She can control how much poison she can put into her tail. Her ruling planet is Mercury so that’s her skin!

I also may or may not have forgotten she was a water sign while I was designing her but I’m not about to redesign her because I’m in love with this design. So here’s Scorpio! If you have any feedback, let me know! I’d love to hear!

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All For Us

Day 16 of celebration marathon

Luke Castellan x Apollo!reader

-♡ ask: this might be a lil confusing idk but can u write something where it's the scene that luke's scorpion thing stings percy and like luke is trynna convince reader to come with him

-♡ words: 700

-♡ good thing I read the book- and posting this 20 minutes early

-♡ warnings: short, angst, betrayal, percy literally dying, book spoilers? Idk if they still counts here

maybe you should have paid more attention.

there were times were you saw the look in his eyes while he talked about the gods to the younger kids. you knew him, you could hear the venom in his voice when he tried to hide it. you also knew how his cheek creased when he smiled, how his eyes looked with tears stinging them, how his face tightened when he was mad. after all that you may have not knew him like you thought you did.

he had taken percy alone at his celebration and you wanted to join them so you looked for them. never did you think you’d hear what you did, see what you saw.

“luke?” you whisper and step out from the tree you hide behind. both pair of eyes turn to you, one with surprise and widen, the other panicking and scared. the scorpion was crawling up percy’s leg and you tried to not spook them.

“what are you doing here?” just a few seconds ago luke was smirking but now his face fell. how could he be so cruel and acted worried?

“let percy go, he’s just a child.” your feet slowly moved forward while your hands stayed in front of you. “I understand, you know I do— but this isn’t the way to get back at the gods.”

“and what is? should we sing a song?” his growl set shivers through you spine. he’s never snapped at you like that. his eyes never looked at you like that. you take a deep breath and glance down at percy as he tries to stay still.

“kronos? luke really?”

“I have to do this, like you said— you know. come with me and I promise it will be better then what it’s like now.” you try and move back when he walks towards you with his eyes going back to love. even know he was just as beautiful, he was yours.

“I can teach you. we can command a army together, can’t you see I’m doing this for us? our future can be better then what they promise us. stick by my side.”

once he is in front of you his hands reaches up to your cheek. it’s so hard to not pull away from his touch. “you know I’d never lie to you.” tears pooled in your eyes as you look along the face you knew. the scar along his cheek, the smile he tried to give you, but the guilt and sadness was new.

“I love you,” you lean in to press a kiss to his lips which he was glad to expect. you pull away and pain captures your heart and makes it ache. “but I will never turn my back on camp.” you push him away and reach for your own weapon, tears now spilling from your eyes.

luke stands there with a sour look and his chest falls heavily. the look you both shared was twisting the fate you once shared, lovers no more.

you turn when percy groans and moves. the scorpion laid sliced by his side but his hand injured by its bite. you rush to him, you look up at luke with anger. “you’re a monster.”

“you loved that about me once, just because it’s towards him now shouldn’t change anything. goodbye, my love.”

his sword spilt open a portal and he hopped into it without saying anything else. you cried and forced yourself to pay attention to percy for now. his life need to keep you going. so you dragged him to the creek as he still held some strength to move with you. you hoped it would heal but the water did nothing to him so you screamed for help.

in the end chiron come and took him from you. you sat in the creek and let the water flow around you and soak your clothes as you sobbed. was it in anger? was it sadness? you had no idea what you felt in that moment. in times like these he would wrap his arms around you and tell you everything was going to be okay, that he would never let anything happen to you.

what were you supposed to do with him gone.

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For the Greek God Collab hosted by @wooahaeproductions and @beomcoups . You can find that here: The 13 Gods of Olympus: A Seventeen Collab

➵Title: Orion’s Constellation ➵Pairings: God!Vernon x Hunter!Reader , Vernon x Reader ➵Greek God: Artemis ➵Genre: Fluff ➵Word Count: 6.7k ➵Rating: T for Teen ➵Summary: The story goes that Artemis fell in love with Orion but Apollo was jealous of that love. So he tricked Artemis into killing her love. This is a different retelling. One where rather then the huntress killing the hunter—the hunter followed the orders of the gods. And was repaid graciously.

➵A/N: This isn't Beta Read. I on gawd just finished this lol. This could have been way better I will be honest but I kind of had a writers block. Also no smut because As you can tell Vernon got the virgin goddess so NO SEX!

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It wasn’t necessarily prohibited to enter the Forest of the Gods, but there were rules to follow. You grew up on the stories each devoted follower would tell you. How someone–if you were lucky enough–you could come across a nymph or mythological monster within the woods. You hadn’t had the chance to actually see them but you have heard them. 

Oh, how much you actually want to see them, get the chance to say you saw an actual nymph.  But you knew better than to anger the gods. You valued your life much more than the curiosity you had. But just because you were cautious doesn’t mean everyone else was. 

You were cleaning your weapons by a river when you suddenly froze at the sound of something getting closer. You didn’t think much of it, not until the sound of giggling reached your ears. At that moment you were sure, they hadn’t noticed your presence. 

It wouldn’t be your fault you saw them but the gods were unforgiving. They acted before someone had the chance to explain. So you tried to quickly gather your stuff, almost dropping things in your haste, before a sound caught you off guard. 

Screams came from around the trees, the giggles having come to an abrupt stop. The screams grew louder, your body moving into action as you raced towards the fight. Your eyes went wide at the large monster scorpion that was terrorizing what you assumed to be nymphs. 

The large insect had one nymph cornered, leaning over them as it geared up its stinger. You felt a shot of adrenaline hit you, pulling out your sword before charging without a thought. You had let out a loud scream when your sword came in contact with a leg, quickly slicing it off. 

You realized what you had done the moment the creature wheezed and yelled from your assault. It quickly turned around ready to charge at you.

“Run!” You screamed at the nymphs. 

The nymphs all began to scatter, not wanting to stay and chat any longer. You didn’t get the chance to see but they were all quickly turned into birds flying high into the trees from any danger. 

You were left in the clearing alone with the angry beast, taking in a deep breath as you began to feel the terror that was intertwining with your nerves. “Oh, Gods of the Forest, please help me.”

The monster had a tough exoskeleton, so you knew the battle was going to be hard. But just like everyone else, this monster must have had a soft spot. Between each joint was an opening, something you knew from where you had cut its leg off. 

So going off that, there must have been an opening in its neck. However, reaching that area was easier said than done. 

By the time you found your opening, you had been thrown into trees, trampled on, almost stabbed twice, and your body was wearing thin. You were on your last bouts of energy–at this point it seemed like you were running off adrenaline. 

Taking in a deep breath, you charged forward without thought, arms raised and sword ready to pierce through. You slid along the ground, coming under the monster's body. With as much force as you could muster, you quickly shoved your weapon into the scorpion's jugular. 

It screamed and withered, its tail trying to curl up to get you out from under it. However you stayed attached by your sword, back scraping against the forest floor as the monster pushed and pulled. 

It wasn’t until finally the scorpion moved off to the side that your sword sliced through its neck. It had screamed one last time before ultimately falling over you, crushing your body. 

Before the tiredness rushed into your system, you struggled to get out. And once you were free you felt everything begin to shut down. You laid panting on your back, eyes looking up past the treeline to follow the clouds. 

Just before the throws of unconsciousness hit you, you saw him. 

He stood there watching over you as the light seemed to cast a glow behind him. You couldn’t see him just yet but you could make out his tunic and the golden crown of leaves he wore atop his head. 

You didn’t want to go to sleep–not when you finally had the chance to see a god up close. But it was hard to stay awake. Even if your brain was–your body was telling you not to. Your fingers twitched at your side, mouth opening and closing as it wanted to say something to him. 

But you couldn’t.

And when he leaned closer, eyes curious, you wished you had more time. But you got the chance to see his breathtaking smile–the love in his eyes as they looked at you. You heard his voice, just before falling into the otherworld. 

And the moment his deep soothing tone hit your ears, it was like a lullaby that put you to sleep.

“You did well.” 

**

It was dark by the time you came to. 

Not only was it dark, but you also found yourself waking up in your own bed with your blanket tucked tightly around you. Your fingers clenched and unclenched your bedding, face scrunching up as you tried to remember how it was you got home. 

You began to pout, feeling frustrated with yourself over the whole ordeal. It bothered you how you felt like half of your memory was missing. At least enough to where you didn’t know if you had actually made it home safely or if someone had stopped you and you just trudged your way home all sad and alone. 

Just as you began to move your feet to crawl out of bed, you suddenly came to a stop as memories of the day came rushing back. 

The scorpion, you remember, defeating and having it almost crush you. The nymphs that you seem to vaguely remember protecting. But most importantly the man who watched over you as you fell unconscious. 

You could remember his smile, the way it grew as he seemed to watch you. His eyes were curious, full of something that seemed to make you blush as you remembered it all. It made you smile bashfully, the feeling of want spreading across your chest. 

You glanced towards your window, seeing the moon high in the sky as it watched over you. You didn’t know for how long you had been resting, but it seemed like your body was ready to get up again. You still felt sore but you amounted that to the bruising you had from the hits. 

Without really knowing why, you felt yourself wanting to go outside–follow along with the wind as the moon shined down. And you didn’t try to fight it. Instead you allowed it to take you outside and into the breeze. 

You felt the air cool down your body from your heated nap. It also felt a bit better on your stinging skin. It was like an ice pack was attached. You closed your eyes as you took in a deep breath from the soothing weather. 

You could feel the moon shining down on your skin. It felt like someone wanted to hug you–like they were trying to show you how appreciative they were. Your feet moved without your consciousness, dragging along the floor as you kept your eyes shut. They were being kissed by the moon’s light, something you found yourself falling in love with. 

You stopped just at the edge of the God’s Forest. Your eyes opened to the trail that led into it, the leaves of the trees draped over the ground like a canopy. It looked beautiful on that night. No scary creatures to catch up to you–only the call of soft whispers coming from the wind. 

You weren’t terrified. You didn’t feel a lick of negative emotions as you traversed into the forest. It was the time most mortals wouldn’t dare to travel into the god’s realm. The night was when the monsters and horrors would come out to find a sad soul who got lost during the day. But you felt something shrouding you, protecting you from the eyes of those that wish to harm you. 

You could hear the splashing water before you could see it. The soft cries of playing puppies entered your ears and it made you smile to finally be able to catch the glimpses of the animals playing in the water. 

There were five puppies all biting and running around with each other while the mother laid a few paces away watching them. They were quick to hear you coming, freezing in their wakes as they turned their heads to watch you. 

They kept their curious eyes on you, but still you stopped moving for fear they would attack. But their mother didn’t get up from her spot, nor did she shift much other than lift her head to get a better look at you. 

All of you waited for the other to do something. You took the first step and smiled at the energetic puppies. 

“Hi.” You squeaked out. 

They barked at you and each other, quickly rushing towards you to get some pets and nibble on your ankles. You giggled to yourself, quickly crouching down to give them the attention they wanted. You didn’t dare to keep from looking at their mother for too long, the animal still keeping a watchful eye on you. 

Your head snapped up the same time the mother’s did as a whistle sound came from within the trees. The puppies all stopped their musings, quickly yapping away as they took off towards the sound. The mother stood up and watched them all go for a moment before turning to look at you. She waited for a moment–waited for you to move forward. 

And when you did, she allowed you to follow behind her puppies. You glanced around, smiling to yourself as the trees started to open more for the moon to shine through. You closed your eyes feeling it glow down on your face. The yipping of the puppies grew louder but softer as they seemed to rush towards something pulling you out of your stupor. 

You opened your eyes, finding them rushing towards a cottage. It had smoke coming out from the chimney, the door opened wide to allow the air to blow through. The mother seemed to brush past you in a hurry, tongue lolled out as she seemed to be in a playful mood. 

More dogs were heard behind the home, some more coming out from within the trees surrounding the clearing. More dogs seemed to come out from behind you, pushing you more forward towards where they seemed to be going. You followed through, walking towards the back of the cottage where there seemed to be a large field. 

It was a large merging of hound dogs that seemed to be of all ages and sizes. Puppies trying to nip at the senior dogs who walked with limps but still seemed to be happy about their travels.  They were being fed by the people of the forest from what you could see. As you grew closer, no one seemed to pay you any mind, just trying to feed all the animals that patiently waited for their time to eat. 

You bowed your head to the people who looked at you, a majority of people had weapons on their backs that told you exactly who they were. You stopped in the middle of the space, looking around in all directions–waiting to be told that you were not supposed to be there. But they didn’t seem to mind you, going about their business. 

“You’re here.”

You turned your head quickly trying to find the person who spoke to you. 

He had a bright smile on his face, his teeth a bright white that seemed to look like the color of the moon. His eyes were sparkling as he casually walked closer to you. You felt your heart rate pick up at the way he seemed to be looking at you. It was a soft look, one that reminded you of a lover you never had. 

A blush overcame your face as he finally came to stand in front of you. You could see everything of him up close now. You could feel his energy–it was something that radiated an energy you couldn’t explain. 

He was a god. You knew that the moment he looked at you. But what’s more–why would a god like him look at you like you were the most precious thing out there?

“You’re him–” You sputtered. “You’re the god–”

“Vernon.” He whispered, stopping you with a soft laugh. 

“I want you to call me Vernon.” He repeated. 

You gasped to yourself, looking around in a panic before bowing your head. 

“No, you don’t have to do that.” He laughed, hands going around your biceps to make you stand back up. 

The flush on your face only seemed to go further down as you realized the god of the moon was touching you. He actually dared to put his hands on a mere mortal like you. What was going on today?

“You’re-You’re touching me.” You wheezed out.

“Oh sorry, I didn’t ask.” He quickly pulled back, worried he had offended you. 

“No-No-You can touch me all you want–” You purse your lips at how odd that sounded. 

You watched as his eyes went wide and he stared at you trying to hold in his laughter. 

“I mean, not in that way obviously because you're also the god of virginity which would be weird if you thought about that in a sexual way. I really doubt you did in the first place–”

“You’re not as smart in talking as you are while fighting.” He cut you off, laughing loud.

You immediately pressed your lips together, the heat just about to get to you as it only seemed to raise your body temperature even further. But once his words seemed to register, you realized something.

“It was you.” You spoke out loud. “When I was fighting that monster.”

He smiled beautifully at you. “You fought really well. The nymphs told me they were so glad you came to save them.”

“Anyone would have done it.” You quickly answered. 

Vernon shook his head. “I believe only someone like you would be capable.”

He smiled again, nodding his head behind him to get you to follow him. You took one more glance around at the dogs and people finally concluding that these were the amazons of the forest. The warriors who hunted with such skill. 

You almost tripped as something seemed to stop at your feet. Looking down you caught sight of a puppy with its tongue sticking out as it looked up at you. You smiled bending down to give him a head pat. He was brown-golden color, around the age of 3 months if you were to go off his size. 

You knew dogs like him were not common in your world and if they were they were surely going to be expensive to buy. He still yipped behind you, happily trotting at your side as you followed his master. 

You were giggling as you looked down at him, not looking up until you bumped into something. Letting out a soft omph sound as you quickly looked up to find Vernon trying to stifle his laughter. 

“Are you alright?” He asked you with a smile. 

You nodded, a bright flush to your cheeks as your lips pulled up. Vernon looked down to the puppy at your feet, bending down to pet him. 

“Most of the pups don’t have names yet. Would you like to give him one?”

“Orion.” You quickly said, not bothering to think on it.

Vernon’s eyebrows went up but he didn’t comment on the name you gave him. “Orion then.”

He showed you his home–the small cottage at the end of the clearing you had passed on the way to follow after the dogs. It was homey enough for the one man. He had everything he needed for his hunting equipment and furniture. It was a beautiful home that made you want to stay all day and night. It made you want to stay within his embrace. 

“It’s not much but it’s home.” Vernon spoke up, moving to take some dirty clothes off the couch. 

“It’s more than enough.” You absentmindedly said. 

“Stay for dinner?” 

And you did. You also stayed the rest of the night until morning. And then you stayed that night too–going out hunting with him for the first time during the day. It was absolutly amazing to see a god like him in his actual element. 

You spent days going back into the forest getting to fight alongside him and the amazons. You learned from each other. You relished in each moment you spent together. It was more than what you could ever learn to feel for someone else. 

And then came the day that he had asked you to go hunting during the night. 

It was different than watching him durning the day in the sun. At night he would glow–he seemed more powerful. It was his destiny to be a hunter but it was more when he would go hunting at night. 

“White stags usually come out at this time of the day.” Her explained, walking so quietly you wondered if he was even touching the ground. 

“There is more than one?” You asked. 

“There have been many who dared to break the rules of the forest.” He said ominously. 

“Stop.” He whispered, hand in front of you to keep from moving further. 

You waited with a bated breath as he moved around your front, allowing you to see the most beautiful animal you had ever seen. It was large, with 10 point antlers that seemed to stretch up into the treetops. It looked powerful even if all it was doing was eating gross.

“Take the shot.” You heard the whisper behind you in your ear. 

You gasped quietly, hands shaking as they gripped your bow. Your eyes didn’t dare to move from the stag but you began to feel your body heat up from how close Vernon was to you. You could feel his breath on your neck, feel the hairs on your arms start to rise as his hands hovered over you. 

Your bow raised, but you kept still–trying to find the perfect aim. However as the deer raised its head you felt your breath get caught in your throat. You couldn’t tell if it had found your position, but it felt like it was looking at you. 

Even if the human had gone against the will of the gods, you couldn’t kill something that used to be a human. 

“I can’t do it.” You said to yourself, lowering your arms. 

It was quiet for the longest of times, the only sound being the wind that blew around you. You felt Vernon leave your side–felt his heat drop leaving you to fend in the cold. Your mouth twitched as a frown was about to overcome you. You wanted to turn around and come face to face with him–see if he was actually disappointed. 

But before you could, you saw his bright light coming from around the trees that surrounded the stag. The animal didn’t flinch, it only turned its head to the god as he grew closer. Vernon held his hand out, waiting for the animal to allow him room to reach further for him. All he did was pet the animal, smiling to himself as he happily continued. 

“You’re strong.” Vernon calmly stated. “Any other hunter would have taken the shot without hesitating.”

He continued to calmly pet the deer’s neck. You placed your bow back on your back, softly walking closer in fear of having the stag run away. But it stayed, allowing Vernon to continue his ministries. 

“The white stag is one of the greatest hunts anyone could ever have. But they too have lives and treasures they valued.” Vernon turned to you, grabbing onto your hand gently. 

He pulled it up to the deers snout, you flinching just a bit as the cold snout touched your skin. 

“They might have been humans in their past lives and were forced to atone for their sins but they were still human. It takes a real mortal to know when to stop.”

You began to giggle as the animal licked at your palm, trying to get the salt from your sweat. You could feel Vernon’s stare on you as you enjoyed your time within his forest realm. It was something that made him so happy to know that someone like you was out there to showcase what the good side of humanity was like. 

“I love you.”

When you froze, the animal had stopped licking your palm sensing your change in emotions. But you didn’t care. All you could hear was the sound of your heart beat. All you could see was Vernon’s heavenly glow in front of you. All you could feel was the strong impending high of falling in love. 

Nothing could have prepared you for the truth behind a god’s words. You knew what you had always felt from him the moment he allowed himself to be in front of you. You were alucky soul to even get the chance to see a god in person without getting turned into some kind of animal. 

And even more, nothing could have prepared you when it came to falling in love with a god. 

“Why?” You asked out loud, trying to understand the feelings of a god.

Vernon chuckled, turning away from the stag to face you fully. He reached a hand to your face, softly rubbing at your cheek with his thumb. 

“You are so much more than just a mere mortal. You are an amazing person with such an amazing heart. The moment I saw you throw yourself head first into that scorpion to defend the nymphs I knew you were a valuable hunter.”

He drew his face closer to yours, leaning down to brush his nose with yours. 

“You’ve come to mean so much to me, that I can’t bear to see you hurting.”

“Then don’t allow me to hurt.” You whispered. “Please.”

“Never.”

And his lips pressed against yours. 

It was an unexplainable feeling being kissed by a god. You’ve heard the stories of being blessed but never something as powerful as being loved by one. You could never dare to tell anyone of this hidden secret. You didn’t want to share his love with others. It was only for you and you alone. 

You could feel his lips warm against your own. Feel how he seemed to pour everything he had into you. You wanted to think he was giving you life if only for a moment. But in reality it was just the amount of love you both had for one another. 

There was nothing better than getting to love a god. 

But god’s were not meant to love mortals. 

**

You didn’t even get the chance to enjoy your love high for more than a couple hours because when you returned home that morning things made you remember that you were only a mortal in the eyes of those who lived in the heavens. 

The sun was shining brightly in the sky. It was still early enough to catch the birds making their way and the villagers waking up to start their chores. It was fresh, enough to know that today was going to be a good weather kind of day. 

But it wasn’t for you.

There was no sign of someone breaking into your home. All the doors and windows were locked and all of your things were still where they should be. 

It was the person sitting calmly at your eating table that made you gasp and reach for your bow. 

You were quick to reel it back and notch a bow. Aiming it directly at the man who sat calmly at the table. He only took a sip of whatever drink he had helped himself to and turned to you with a stoic expression. 

“You’re home.” He spoke calmly. 

“Who are you?” You demand, tightening your hand on the string. 

“How rude of me.” He stood up. 

He wasn’t the tallest of people but he was large in build. He was well put together not a single hair out of place nor a blemish on his face. 

He was godly. Something you realized the more you looked at him. It only seemed to be more true with how the sun casted behind him in a glow that made him look more powerful. It didn’t take you long to know who he was. 

“You’re the sun god.” You spoke quietly, lowering your bow. 

He turned to look behind him at the window that had the sun shining through it. “What gave it away?” 

There was something about this god that bothered you. He was intimidating in a way that left you scared of saying/doing something he didn’t like. He was one of the god who would turn you into a stag if he so pleased. 

“You should know by now I’m not here for formalities.” He grew closer to you, almost nose to nose. “To put it simply, I want you to stay away from my brother.”

Your breath got caught in your throat, words not able to form from how you could feel the world around you caving in. 

There are consequences–there will always be consequences to interacting with a god. And to love one in a romantic sense? Those usually end with tragedies. It was always like that–someone falling in love with a god and another doesn’t like that. And now that it was voiced, you knew someone else was bound to know. 

“Your silence tells me you’ll follow my rule.” He pulled back, nose turned up. “Good.” 

He didn’t say anymore, moving by you without so much as a glance. You could feel everything within you falling. It felt shattering to think about how you would no longer get to see Vernon. It made you mad–angry for Vernon to know that his brother was dictating his life. 

But you knew better–even if one god loved you, the others would still see you as a mortal. And yet you couldn’t let go.

“Why?” 

The god stopped, sighing deeply before turning around. “Why what?”

“Why-” You paused looking down to the floor because of how scared you were. “Why can’t I see him?”

Woozi frowned, giving you a look that made you feel incompetent. “Are you asking a god why they are telling you to do something?” He questioned. 

You were once again caught off guard, knowing you were in no position to question a god. But you didn’t want to give up on that kind of love. Not when you felt something so special.

“I’ll put it this way, if you don’t stop seeing Vernon you’re punishment will hurt more than just you.” 

Your first thought was Vernon. You couldn’t possibly know what Woozi had in mind but you couldn’t bear the thought of having him heartbroken. You had no clue what the sun god was capable of. But from the other stories they weren’t above fighting with each other even if they were family. 

All of them were ruthless. 

“I’ll stay away from him.” You spoke quietly, looking down to the ground. “Just–Don’t hurt him.”

“He is my brother. I will only ever want what’s best for him.” Woozi told you. “Even if I have to be cruel.”

He went to turn around again, only to stop. “Gods don't ask for something without returning. There will come a day when your cooperation will be rewarded.” 

And he left you to your own devices. 

The sun burning on your back made tears pool in your eyes. There would be no escaping the angry sun god. They saw and knew everything–no matter if the moon was high in the sky, Woozi would always know. 

You weren’t able to count how long you had stayed sitting at your table. How many days had passed. How many nights you could feel the moon looking at you through the window. How many times you wish to yourself you were able to see him. 

He didn’t come looking for you. 

You wondered if it was because he had lied or if it was because he was threatened too. It took 7 days before you found yourself believing in something once more. 

You still had yet to leave your home, bustling about in your bed–moving to and fro to the dinning table to stomach some kind of broth because you knew you couldn’t eat anything else. Your weapons had begun to rust in such a small amount of time you wondered if perhaps they had been cursed just as you. 

You sat crossed legs on the floor of your cottage, picking away at the floorboards in a numbing situation when you heard scratching at the front door. You only glanced towards the door the first time, thinking maybe you had just heard it in your head. 

When you heard it again, louder this time, you finally gave it your attention. You hadn’t gotten the chance to get up before a loud banging was heard along with the scratches. You huffed to yourself, getting annoyed with whoever was at the door and was daring to face your mopping mood. 

Just as the next bang was heard, you swung the door open. “What!?” 

You froze in your spot finding no one standing outside your door. Sticking your head out you tried to look around until you felt something on your legs. You flinched and let out a short yell, hand flying to your chest to cradle your scared heart. 

Looking down your breath got caught in your throat at the animal standing before you. 

The puppy had gotten much bigger in the week that you had last seen him. He almost reached your knees at this point and it made your heart clench at how long it had actually been since you last saw Vernon. 

“Orion.” You whispered, slowly crouching down to meet the dog face to face. 

Your hands fell into his ears, brushing them through the soft fur. Your nose began to run–head burning from the tears pooling in your eyes. 

“Orion.” You cried, pulling him in to rub your cheek along his head. 

You found yourself having trouble trying to breathe. An attack was coming on from how all your emotions were finally catching up to you. It had been a long week, and this was just something that you needed to see. 

Maybe you weren’t able to have someone there to calm you down but you did have the one thing between you and Vernon to hold on to. Once you had let go of everything you held onto, you pulled back to hold Orion’s cheeks between your hands. 

“Even if we don’t see each other in this life again,” You looked up into the bright blue sky, the Moon sitting there by itself with no clouds in sight. “I know you’ll always be there.”

~~~~~~~~

“What time is it?” A sleepy Woozi asked, startling awake from his slumber. 

You looked up from your tablet, glancing his way before checking the time. “It’s currently 10.”

“Did I fall asleep?”

You gave Jihoon a deadpanned look, waiting for him to answer his own question. “You’ve been asleep for two hours.”

“Two hours! Why didn’t you say anything!?” He groaned, quickly moving his fingers along the buttons of his soundboard before you stood up.

You quickly shut off the thing after he had turned it back on, knowing that everything he was working on had been saved two hours before. “Because you need the sleep. And I know you weren’t going to take it at the dorm.”

Turning around from him, you began to gather your things, slipping your jacket on. “Let’s get home first. Just until you have to wake up tomorrow.”

“But I have so much time left-”

“And I have a dog to take out.” You retorted. 

Woozi stopped, shoulders dropping as he swiveled his chair around to face you. “You know your job ends at 5. Why are you still here?”

“My job ends when you get home safely.” You told him. “And close your whittle eyes to fall into dreamland.”

“Out of all the bodyguards, I get stuck with you.” Woozi rubbed at his forehead. “Why?”

“I ask the same thing everyday.” You grinned. “I like to think in a past life you did something terrible to warrant someone as annoying as me in your life.”

“How stupid of me.” He whispered to himself. “I’m going.”

You could remember how fresh out of the academy you were when applying to be the bodyguard to some idol. It started off as a background character in the guards who were just there for social distancing. You had been the only one to stay long enough to see so many promotions until finally reaching the personal bodyguard to one of the members of Seventeen. 

The last one you could have possibly wanted for some reason or another just so ended up being the one you had to take care of. You didn’t have any personal issues with Jihoon but there was something that struck your heart every time you looked at him. 

There were times you were scared of doing the wrong thing and having him punish you. In the beginning it was like walking around eggshells, trying to gauge what kind of person he was. But after so long you found him to be charming and caring. He took your words to heart–oftentimes following what you had to say about his health. 

Besides he knew no one else was as well versed in health as you were going to be. 

You overcame that fear at one point. Turning him into one of your closest friends. There was nothing you could ever want to give up the friendships you had with all of the members of Seventeen. 

Woozi’s phone lit up signaling someone was calling. A blush overtook your face and a smile fell onto your lips when you saw the contact photo on the screen. 

“It’s Vernon.” You called over your shoulder, handing the man his phone. 

Woozi pouted his lips, watching you with suspicion. He ultimately had to take the phone and got an earful from not only the American/Korean but also some of the other younger members. His face showed how tired he was but he followed you along to the garage park as his brothers screamed in the background. 

You took the driver's seat allowing the man to rest up in the passenger. Once he finally hit the end call button he let out a deep sigh and rested back against the seat. You gave him a pointed look, but knew he wouldn’t be able to see. 

“Do you like Vernon?”

You almost lost grip on the steering wheel as you sputtered from Woozi’s question. “What?”

“Do you like Vernon?” Woozi asked again, turning to face you. “I’ve noticed for a while now. You’re not you when he’s around. It’s like you look at him with some kind of glow that only happens when someone is in love.”

“You know what love looks like?” You questioned instead. 

He swallowed, thinking about it for a moment. “I think I did.”

There was a red light that had you stopped and looking at him honestly. You sighed, turning around before falling back into the seat. 

“I don’t know what to call it.” You began. “I just feel like there’s something I need to be seeing but can’t.”

You turned to look at him resting against the seat. “Does it bother you?”

He cracked one eye open, looking at you before going back to resting. “Not at all.”

You guys didn’t speak anymore longer until you reached the dorms. You allowed him to get off first before going after him gathering all your things. You lived in the same building as the boys–the other personal bodyguards doing the same. So it was normal to walk with him up to the floor he needed to get to. 

Before you could walk away and to your own destination, Woozi stopped. 

“This isn’t our past lives. This is now.” He told you. “Take the chance this time.”

Woozi frowned, thinking about his words before smiling to himself. He walked away chuckling to himself, giving you a backwards wave before turning a corner out of sight. You grinned, laughing to yourself at his words. 

You seemed to be in a better mood as you walked into your dark apartment, hearing the clicks of nails along the floor. 

“Hey, Arty.” You smiled, crouching down to pet the soft golden fur of your dog. 

It was around the time you met all the boys that you got the dog. He was only a puppy at the time which made things hard to control with a job and a puppy to train but you had a handle on things. It made sense to you–getting a pet at the moment. Especially when you had walked past that pet shop to see him looking at you. 

It felt right. 

“Come on. Let’s go for your walk.”

It wasn’t really ideal to take a dog out for a walk at 11 at night but it wasn’t like you ever went far. The apartment building had its own courtyard which oftentimes allowed him to run freely. It wasn’t for long–only enough to play fetch and then go back to do your business before bed. 

On a normal day you would be getting home around 2 in the morning because Woozi decided to stay in the studio during comeback season. It wasn’t anything you weren’t used to but it was the career you wanted. There was something about getting the chance to protect the boys in your own way. It brought a smile to your face to hear their praises for how good you were at your job. An ego boost almost. 

As you threw the ball once more for Arty to fetch, you laughed to yourself at his large body bounding towards the ball. But suddenly there was something that was calling to you. 

Turning to look up at the sky you smiled at the moon shining down at you. Standing right next to it was Orion’s constellation, the one you could easily distinguish since you were a little kid. 

“The constellation next to the moon is Orion.” 

Turning around you gave a smile to the man walking closer to you. 

“Yeah, I think that’s one of the first ever constellations I knew about.” You told Vernon. 

He walked closer to you, standing at your side as the both of you looked up at the sky.

“The story was that Artemis loved Orion because he was a great hunter. But Apollo didn’t like them together so he tricked his sister into killing him.” You retold him somberly. “But she had him turned into stars.”

Vernon hummed, nodding his head along. 

“I don’t think she killed him.” 

You turned to face him, watching as he went on to explain his story. 

“To me the story went that Orion love Artemis so much the day that Apollo told him to stay away he listened because he didn’t want Artemis to be hurt. So he sacrificed their love for her to remain without pain.”

Your lips pulled up into a smile. “I like that story much better.”

Arty came bounding up to your legs, happy to see Vernon. 

“Hey, Arty.” The man giggled, hand moving to pet the dog. 

“Why are you up?” You asked. 

“Moon keeps me awake.” Vernon laughed. “Besides, I like coming out here when you do.”

There was something thumping in your heart. It made your hands sweat but it also made your head full of air that seemed to have you in a high. You could never really explain why you were so attached to Vernon in that kind of matter. But you knew that felt right.It felt right to be with him. 

Like things were finally where they needed to be.

“I do too.”

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[pupsmailbox]

MUSIC ID PACK

NAMES︰ abby. ace. adagio. adam. adria. adrian. adriane. aero. alex. alice. angus. ann. anthony. apollo. ari. aria. ariane. ariette. avril. axl. axton. bill. billie. billy. blaze. bohemia. bon. brad. brian. bruce. cade. cadence. cadentia. cantrelle. charlie. cher. chester. chordelle. chordette. chordiene. chrissie. christine. cleo. cliff. coda. cosmo. crescenette. crescenne. cresciene. cruz. dahlia. danny. dave. david. dax. daze. dolce. dolcette. dolciene. dolciette. don. doremi. duff. dusty. echo. eddie. electra. ember. ensemblette. enslette. enzo. eric. estelle. faye. flash. fleetwood. florance. floyd. flux. forte. frank. freddie. geddy. geezer. gene. george. ginger. glenn. glimmer. grace. gregg. halen. halo. harmonette. harmonie. harmony. harp. hayley. helena. iggy. isis. izzy. jack. jasper. jett. jimi. jimmy. joe. john. juno. kade. kai. kairo. keira. keith. kian. knox. krist. kurt. larkin. larry. layla. liam. lindsey. lio. luna. lux. lyric. lyrical. mac. malcolm. maynard. medley. meliene. melodie. melodiette. melody. micheal. mick. mitch. moxie. muse. musette. musine. nancy. neal. neil. neon. nick. nicko. nicky. noel. note. notesie. notesy. nova. octavia. onyx. orchestrae. orchestraette. orchestraine. ozzy. paul. pax. pear. pete. peter. phil. piper. pulse. quest. randy. rave. rhea. rhythm. rick. ringo. riven. robert. roger. ronnie. rosa. rose. sabbath. sable. serj. sierra. sky. skye. sona. sonata. sonette. songbird. songesse. songette. songstress. sonia. sonic. sonnet. spark. steve. steven. stevie. strobe. symphonia. symponiette. talia. taryn. tempo. thom. tim. tom. tony. treble. trix. vibe. viola. violette. violiene. vyn. xara. zack. zeppelin.

PRONOUNS︰ aero/aero. ba/bass. band/band. base/base. beat/beat. black/black. blink/blink. bpm/bpm. chili/chili. crash/crash. cream/cream. cue/cue. cure/cure. door/door. dor/doremi. drop/drop. dru/drum. drum/drum. eagle/eagle. echo/echo. electric/electric. electro/electronic. fla/flash. flu/flute. flute/flute. for/forte. forte/forte. glo/glow. guitar/guitar. gun/gun. har/harp. heart/heart. hot/hot. hx/hxm. hy/hym. iron/iron. jam/jam. journey/journey. jump/jump. ke/key. kiss/kiss. la/lala. las/laser. loud/loud. ly/lyric. machine/machine. maiden/maiden. mel/melody. metal/metal. mix/mixed. mu/muse. mu/music. muse/muse. music/music. ne/neon. nirvana/nirvana. no/note. noe/note. note/note. oasis/oasis. oct/octave. pearl/pearl. pepper/pepper. perform/perform. pi/piano. pia/piano. piano/piano. pink/pink. queen/queen. ra/rave. radio/radio. rage/rage. re/reverb. red/red. reverb/reverb. rhy/rhythm. riff/riff. rock/rock. rose/rose. rush/rush. scorpion/scorpion. scream/scream. shred/shred. shx/hxr. shy/hyr. sing/sing. soe/song. soe/sonnet. sol/sola. song/song. spike/spike. stone/stone. string/string. stud/stud. sync/sync. tem/tempo. tempo/tempo. thxy/thxm. thy/thym. tra/track. tre/treble. treble/treble. trumpet/trumpet. tu/tune. tuba/tuba. tune/tune. vi/vibe. vio/violin. vocal/vocal. wa/wave. yell/yell. 🎤. 🎧. 🎵. 🎶. 🎷. 🎸. 🎹. 🎻. 🎼. 💥. 📹. 🔊. 🔋. 🔌. 🗯️. 🤘. 🥁. 🧑🏻‍🎤.

[greenwitchcrafts]

October 2023 witch guide

Full moon: October 28th

New moon: October 14th

Sabbats: Samhain

October Hunter's Moon

Known as: Blood moon, drying rice moon, falling leaf moon, freezing moon, migrating moon, moon of the changing seasons, shedding moon, ten colds moon, winterfelleth & windermanoth

Element: Air

Zodiac: Libra & Scorpio

Nature spirits: Frost faeries & Plant faeries

Deities: Apollo, Astarte, Belili, Cernunnos, Demeter, Hathor, Herne, Horned God, Ishtar, Kore, Lakshmi & Mercury

Animals: Elephant, jackal, ram, scorpion & stag

Birds: Crow, heron & robin

Trees: Acacia, apple, cypress & yew

Herbs/Plants: Angelica, apple blossom, burdock, catnip, pennyroyal, sweet Annie, thyme & Uva ursi

Flowers: Calendula, cosmos & marigold

Scents: Apple blossom, cherry & strawberry

Stones: Amethyst, beryl, obsidian, opal, tourmaline & turquoise

Colors: Black, dark blue, Dark greens & purples

Energy: Artistic works, balance, creativity, harmony, inner cleansing, justice, karma, legal matters, mental stimulation, partnerships, reincarnation & uncovering mysteries or secrets

It is believed that this name originates from the fact that it was a signal for hunters to prepare for the upcoming cold winter by going hunting. This is because animals were beginning to fatten up in preparation for the winter season. Moreover, since fields had recently been cleared out under the Harvest Moon, hunters could easily spot deer and other animals that had come out to search for remaining scraps. Additionally, foxes and wolves would also come out to prey on these animals.

The earliest use of the term “Hunter’s Moon,” cited in the Oxford English Dictionary, is from 1710. Some sources suggest that other names for the Hunter’s Moon are the Sanguine or Blood Moon, either associated with the blood from hunting or the color of the changing autumn leaves. 

Samhain

Also known as: All Hallow's Eve,  Ancestor Night, Feast of Apples, Feast of Sam-fuim, Feast of Souls, Feast of the Dead, Geimhreadh, Hallowmass, Martinmass, Old Hallowmas, Pagan New Year, Samana, Samhuinn, Samonios, Shadowfest & Third Harvest

Season: Fall

Symbols: Apples, bats, besom(brooms), black cats, cauldrons, ghosts, gourds, jack-o-lanterns, pumpkins, scarecrows & witches

Colors: Black, gold, orange, silver & white

Oils/incense: Basil, cloves, copal, frankincense, gum mastic, heather, heliotrope, mint, myrrh & nutmeg

Animals: Bat, boar, cat cattle & dogs

Stones: Amber, anatase, black calcite, black obsidian, black tourmaline, brass, carnelian, clear quartz diamond, garnet, gold, granite, hematite, iron, jet, marble, pearl, pyrite, ruby, sandstone, sardonyx, smokey quartz, steel & tektite

Foods: Apples, ale, beef, cider, corm, fruits, garlic, gourds, grains, hazelnuts, herbal teas, mushroom, nettle, nuts, pears, pomegranates, pork, poultry, pumpkin pie, sunflower seeds, thistle, turnips & wine (mulled)

Herbs/plants: Acorn, Allspice, catnip, corn, dittany of Crete, hazel, mandrake, mugwort, mullien, oak leaves, pine, rosemary, sage, straw, tarragon, thistle, wormwood & yellow cedar

Flowers: Calendula, chrysanthemum, deadly nightshade, rue & fumitory

Goddesses: Al-lat, Baba Yaga, Badb, Banba, Bast, Bebhionn, Bronach, Brunhilde, Cailleach, Carlin, Cassandra, Cerridwen, Copper Woman, Crobh Dearg, Devanyani, Dolya, Edda, Elli, Eris, Erishkigal, Fortuna, Frau Holde, Hecate, Hel, Ishtar, Kali, Macha Mania, Morrigan, Nemesis, Nephthys, Nicneven & Rhiannon

Gods: Arawan, Baron Samede, Belenus, Coyote, Cronus, Dagda, Dis, Hades, Loki, Nefertum, Odin, Osiris, Pluto, Woden & Xocatl

Issues Intentions & Powers: Crossroads, darkness, death, divination, honoring ancestors, introspection, the otherworld/underworld, release, visions & wisdom (of the crone)

Spellwork: Divination, fire magick, night magick, shape-shifting, spirit calling & water magick

Related festivals:

• Day of the Dead- (Spanish: Día de Muertos or Día de los Muertos) is a holiday traditionally celebrated on November 1st and 2nd, though other days, such as October 31 or November 6, may be included depending on the locality. It is widely observed in Mexico, where it largely developed & is also observed in other places, especially by people of Mexican heritage. Although related to the simultaneous Christian remembrances for Hallowtide, it has a much less solemn tone and is portrayed as a holiday of joyful celebration rather than mourning. The multi-day holiday involves family and friends gathering to pay respects and to remember friends and family members who have died. These celebrations can take a humorous tone, as celebrants remember funny events and anecdotes about the departed.

• All Saints Day- is a Christian solemnity celebrated in honor of all the saints & martyrs of the Church, whether they are known or unknown

Activities:

• Dedicate an altar to loved ones who have passed

• Boil a simmer pot to cleanse your space

• Have a silent dinner

• Light a candle for your loved ones & yourself

• Decorate your house and/or altar

• Release negative energy & cleanse your with a ritual bath

• Pull tarot cards to see what may be in store for you ahead

• Cleanse, clean & de-clutter your space

• Leave offerings to the Fae

• Journal & reflect on your accomplishments, challenges & everything you did this year

•Go on a nature walk

• Learn a new form of divination

• Have a bonfire with your friends and/or family

• Carve pumpkins

• Express yourself creatively through art, music, ect

• Visit a cemetery & help clean off areas that need it or to visit a family member/ ancestor & leave an offering

• Hold a seance

• Bake spooky treats & bread as offerings

• Refresh your protection magicks, sigils & rituals

Samhain is a Gaelic festival on 1 November marking the end of the harvest season and beginning of winter or "darker half" of the year. Celebrations begin on the evening of 31 October, since the Celtic day began and ended at sunset.

This fire festival is celebrated on October 31st & is considered the Pagan New Year. It is the first Sabbat on the Wheel of the Year, a cross-quarter festival & the third (final) harvest festival of the mundane year. This is the time when the veil between the worlds of the living & those who have passed is the thinnest, which allows greater communication between the two

Some believe this is the time of the Goddess's mourning of the death of the God until his rebirth at Yule. The Goddess's sadness can be seen in the shortening, darkening days & the arrival of cold weather

Sources:

Farmersalmanac .com

Llewellyn's 2023 magical almanac: practical magic for everyday living

Wikipedia

Llewellyn's Complete Book of Correspondences by Sandra Kines

A Witch's Book of Correspondences by Viktorija Briggs

[tending-the-hearth]

hi! i came here from 'i'm not leaving your side' (lovely btw) and wanted to pick your brain for anymore hcs you have about the cabin counselors interrelationships? i'm especially curious what you think about their dynamics before luke's betrayal, but whatever you wanna talk about, i would love to hear!

hello my dear!!!

oh i could talk about the counselors' relationships FOREVER actually

i think Travis and Connor were DEFINITELY the ones closest to Percy during this time, the two of them + Chris + Luke were probably the first people who ever made Percy feel like he was part of a group/part of a family, so they would hang out a lot, even after Percy was claimed

Katie!!!!! She was hesitant around Percy at first, especially due to the testy relationship between the Hermes and Demeter cabins, but when Percy was claimed by Poseidon, like I said in my fic, she was very adamant on befriending him not because of his power, but because of their parents' relationship with each other. Katie's one of those grounding presences in the Camp for Percy

Silena gets so excited that Percy can translate what the pegasi are saying, and they just sit and have fun with each other for hours at the stables

I think Lee and Percy really became friends post-betrayal, due to Lee being the one who takes care of Percy's injury from the scorpion

Percy and Lee were very close, and Michael and Percy were close as well, so I think Percy has a hard time being friends with Will because he's just so terrified to lose another Apollo kid and doesn't want to go through that heartbreak again

the quest that the Seven go on is so intense and focused that they don't really have any down time to see each other in anything other than fight or flight mode, so post-battle, when they see Percy goofing around with the head counselors, joking with the Stolls, bantering with Clarisse, it's such a sudden shock to them