#Set Deity

[sortiarus-de-naturas-daemonum]

Hello! I'd kinda like to start fresh on this blog with new people! So interact if you:

⛧Are a practitioner of Witchcraft/Occult/Alchemy, etc

⛧Work with Deities, Demons, or other types of spirits

⛧Are into Astrology/Tarot/Pendulum Readings/Divination

⛧Are a Satanist/Luciferian/Demonolator/ess

⛧Are a Pagan or a Polytheist

⛧And anything else along these lines!

Divider Credit: Here

[wanderingskemetic]

Dua to Sutekh on his day!

Dua to you great lord of storms!

I sing the praises of he who protects Ra in his barque!

[tsalmu]

Stele of Set Sapouna (Baal Zephon) c. 1350 BCE Rash Shamra, Ugarit (modern Syria) Louvre Museum AO13176 A dedicatory stele by Maymi, the royal scribe, and former supervisor of the treasury, identifying the mountain/storm god Baal Zephon (Baalu Sapunu) with the Egyptian deity Set (Sutekh). Found within the temple of Baal-Hadad in Ugarit.

[rhincodon-cynocephalus]

ERMMMM

why is there no art of Ash???????

anyways here's art of Ash and Set

[dandyleons]

God of Deserts

[mako-bones]

Epa. Day 3: Sutekh

Dua Sutekh! He Before Whom The Sky Shakes! Big Red!

He's inspired me to achieve more in my life, step out of comfort zones and experience new things. He's inspired me to travel when I can, speak out against injustice, and overall just continue to grow even through dark times. I'm really happy about today; I just love Sutekh and this is the first time I've gotten to set up a shrine and just really celebrate a day with Him. After this, I think I want to use this space for Set; I think it will be a nice thing to do!

Today I'll do some homework and run errands. Happy Birthday, Sutekh! I hope everyone's day is the kind of day that they need!

[headlessmage]

Hail to you, Sutekh,

Foremost Protector of the Barque!

Let none stand in my way

For I am Ra, protected by Sutekh!

Let your Kepesh strike true

And your fury burn the children of the Sna/ke!

Smite all ifset in the heart of your people

For I am Ra, Defender of His Children!

[justacriousgirl]

Question for Sutekh followers

Hello!

I am considering working with Sutekh, prior invitation as he introduced himself in a dream and showed me the slaying of a sna/ke, i did some divination to confirm it was him, and he comes in a very complicated period of my life, money and mental health wise. Thing is, untill now my practice is secular and- besides my catholic upbringing- i haven't worked with a deity before, my questions are:

-Is there a way to "casually" work with him? not in a disrespectful manner, but i'd be interest in working certain points with him and reevaluate after.

-I've read he's a tough love kind of teacher. What are your experiences with this? I just ask because i am basically anxiety and depression in a trench coat and i want to know how tough are talking about

And i of course welcome any other advice you may have for me, thank you in advance!

[zoethehead]

I can definitely see my mafiaman "Trevor" saying the 2nd prompt sentence(the one where the injured thinks that they died, when in reality they're loopy af) to Sobek.

The injured and the healers.  Sentence starters.  (possible triggering content)

(injured)

“P-Please help me.  It hurts”

“It seems I’ve died and gone to heaven those wound were worse than I thought. At least I have a pretty angel by my side. Hello angel”

“I-I’m fine.  Just a flesh wound or okay a few flesh wounds”

“I can’t look. How bad is it? No wait,don’t tell me”

“Ow, ow don’t touch it!”

“Do you know how to properly care for the injured? You just don’t look very qualified, no offense” 

“DOCTOR. I NEED A DOCTOR”  

“I- I can’t feel anything. Why can’t I feel anything?”

“This can’t be happening”

“Thank you for helping me. Thank you so much”

“Sorry I think that’s my blood”

“You really are an angel. Thank you for saving me”

“It appears that I’ve been impaled but that’s okay. You should see the other guy”

“I just need some ice. A lot of ice”

“I can’t really sleep with all these bandages,  very constricting”  

“I was supposed to protect you and here you are saving me. I’m sorry”

“I don’t feel too good”

“WHY IS THE ROOM SPINNING?”

“How can you tell if you have a concussion?”

“You’re so gentle, no wonder you’re a healer”

“I NEED HEALING”

“Oh. I really hope that’s not my leg”

“Please stay awhile longer. I’m still be bit shaken”

“You’re not very gentle with the injured. OUCH”

“I want someone else to take care of me. You’re terrible”

“You’ve done enough stitching. Stop it”

“Wow.  It doesn’t hurt at all. You’re incredible”

(The healer:) 

“Please, I just want to help you”

“You’re hurt, come here!”

“Stop moving, it’ll only make it hurt more”

“It’s okay shhh i’m here”

“Does it hurt when I touch it”

“Don’t move, you’ve lost a lot of blood’

“Don’t get up,  you hit your head really hard”

“I’ll make the pain go away,  just hold on”

“How are you feeling? You’ve been out for days”

“I thought you were dead when I found you. You’re lucky to be alive”

“You need to stop being so reckless I’m tired of crying over you.  This is like the tenth time you’ve almost died in front of me”

“Stop hurting yourself”

“Please, I can’t lose you”

“C’mon, wake up. You’re okay now”

“You’re not dead, silly”

“What you did was very brave, stupid but brave”

“I’ll scold you when you’re healed up, okay?”

“Want me to kiss it better you big baby?”

“I’ll stay with you. I’m worried your wounds might open up again”

“What, not even going to thank me for saving your life?”

“No, no. You don’t have to pay me”

“I’m a doctor!”

“You’re going to be okay.”

“You poor thing, who did this to you?”

“Shhh, save your breath. I’ll take care of you”

“Healing is kinda my thing”

“Next time you’re hurt don’t expect me to help!”

“DON’T YOU DIE ON ME, YOU HEAR ME (NAME)”

[cathianemelian]

I don't make the rules

[kettlefire]

Prepare for the unexpected. (DPxDC)

Everyone knew about the reign of Pariah Dark. Even those who did not dabble in those realms have heard the tale of the tyrant. A power-hungry man who ruled over the dead with an iron fist.

Following the rise of Pariah Dark, his realm had been effectively cut off from communication. Many mystics and magic users knew better than to open the door of nightmares that could arise if Pariah Dark's reach went further than his own realm.

Except, the universe had plans to bring the realm of the dead back into the cards.

A new opponent, one that had all of Earth's heroes scrambling for options. A being with powers of a god over weather, destruction was on the horizon. A world ending threat.

It's the only reason the Justice League was doing this. In a deep bunker, far from close civilization as a precaution, the heroes looked on with grim expressions.

The world was already being threatened. It would be destroyed regardless of what the league did. So it only made sense to make the last ditch effort. To summon someone strong enough to defeat the threat.

No one wanted to do it. No one wanted to be the one to pull the realm of the dead back to the living. The consequences were untold if this succeeded. If Pariah Dark was freed and defeated the threat, whose to say he won't want control?

That was a problem for later. For the aftermath. For now, the league could only watch on with bated breath as Constantine completely the summon ritual.

They watched on as the shadows in the room seemed to darken and grow. As the sigil sputtered to life with a glow that was growing increasingly brighter. A sudden gust of wind rushed through the room, the temperature began to drop with eaching ticking second.

And then it was all gone.

The room stood perfectly still. Just as it had been moments before. Nothing changed. No giant king standing before them, no sign that the ritual worked.

The room stood deadly still for another beat before the murmurs started. The team trying to make sense of the situation, figure out what went wrong.

Constantine swore up and down that this was the correct ritual, taking offense that they would even think the problem was on his end. It only made it better when it finally happened.

A loud sound ripped through the room, pulling everyone's attention back to the summoning circle. Just in time to see a tear appear in the space above the circle.

A thin tear that ran the length of eight feet. The fabric of the dimension seems to curl at the edges, pulling back to reveal a deep glowing swirl of greens. A dark gloved hand reached through, fingers curling around the edge of the tear, stretching it even further.

A portal. The ritual had worked, but there had been a delay. A delay that had every hero nerves on edge. Each team member tensed, weapons at the ready as they watched the being stretch the portal to the right size.

Then, a foot stepped out with a heavy thud. A dark boot that looked otherworldly despite its similarity to mortal clothing. A deep black that seemed never-ending. A second foot quickly followed before a full body emerged from the portal.

Not many people in the room have ever seen Pariah Dark, let alone know what to expect. Based on what Constantine and Zatara had said, this wasn't Pariah Dark.

A man had stepped out of the portal, standing at almost seven feet tall, and built like a brick house. One glance at the glowing white hair, deadly red eyes, and shard teeth was enough to know this being was not to be messed with.

But there was no giant show of armor or royal garbs. There is no large crown at the top of his head or jewelry from the infinite realms laced around his neck.

Instead, the man stood before them in combat boots, worn-in ripped jeans, a graphic t-shirt, and a spiked leather jacket. Despite his almost normal clothing choice, the man's jacket seemed to be a never-ending depth of the dark night sky. If one was to look closely enough, the cosmos could almost be made out in the sea of darkness.

None of that would have prepared them for when the man spoke. His tone sounded more bored than anything as he took a step forward.

"Oh, so now you need the help of the dead." The man had spoken, running a hand through his hair. When Batman took a step forward to speak, the man raised a hand. Immediately commanding silence in the single gesture. "I'm on babysitting duty and have yet to have a cup of coffee. I'll be right back."

Just like that, both the man and portal vanished into thin air. Leaving behind a group of stunned heroes. Not only was the man not Pariah Dark, but he was also supposedly babysitting.

"Did that just-"

The Flash had been the first voice to speak up, his eyes trained on where the man had once stood. Except he had barely made it through the first few words before the man was suddenly back.

The man that now had a child hanging off his shoulders and another teen being held up by his scruff. Unlike the man, these kids looked human.

Too human for Bruce's liking. The dark black hair and bright blue eyes had every heroes eyes flickering to Batman for just the briefest moment.

"This isn't fair! I'm not even the king. Why do I have to be here!" The teenager had been complaining the moment the man had reappeared. Arms crossed tight over his chest and seemingly used to being held dangling. "Besides, who brings kids to a show down! Wait til I tell mom about this."

"Aw, come on, Danny. This is gonna be fun!!" The younger girl seemed in much better spirits than the teen, Danny. She had climbed up the large man, sitting on his shoulders and resting her arms on the mess of glowing hair. "It's like take your kids to work day! Ooo, Dan! Can we fight too!?"

Unlike the two kids, the man looked purely exhausted and annoyed. The man, Dan, dropped Danny like a sack of potatoes as he took a long drink from the travel cup in his hand.

It didn't take a genius to recognize the look of an exhausted parent in Dan's expression. A look many of the league members were well acquainted to. A look that even had Batman grimacing with sympathy.

"Can it, little shits. You two were grounded, remember." Dan had growled at the kids before shifting his focus back on the team of heroes before them. His glowing eyes set in a deadly glare. "Pariah Dark isn't coming, and he never will. He's been dethroned and banished. We're the best you've got."

A summoning that started with a group of on edge and scared heroes looking for the ghost king, ended in a way no one expected.

No one was even sure if it made any sense. They weren't sure if they should feel hopeful or in despair.

Because truly, what was a ghostly man with two seemingly human children against a godlike foe with the control over the weather?

The unspoken question of power and ability seemed to vanish following Dan downing the metal travel cup of coffee, and crushing it in his fist.

He tossed it to the side, straighting up his posture as he looked over the heroes. Dan might not be a hero, but he's been playing family for too long.

An almost feral, bloodhungry grin spread across the man's face, sharp fangs on full display. The look made the man suddenly look even less human. He looked closer to a demon from the pits of hell rather than the exhausted parent he looked just a few seconds ago.

"Point me in the direction of this bastard. It's been too long since I let loose and had some fun."

[bacchuschucklefuck]

dreaming abt sophomore year class swap bard!riz

[forceyourway]

Hey now, I'm sure he won some of them! Otherwise why would everyone let them keep going for a gazillion years

My contribution to the kemetic community on tumblr lmao

[d3vilishd00dles]

Y'ALL I DREW APHRODITE

✨💝🌹🌷🦢🕊️🍎🏛️✨

[vioshortforviolence]

So a post I reblogged about no Dark Link in TotK being a missed opportunity got me thinking about how he could've been implemented:

You could find one of those journals in one of the Yiga outposts in the Depths talking about him. Here's how I think it could read:

Spotted the Hero in the Depths today. I attempted to approach while disguised as a member of the Zonai Survey Team.

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Bad idea. I was attacked immediately and viciously without hesitation. I barely escaped with my life!

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That... was not the Hero.

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Was that the Hero's Shadow spoken of in the old legends? It is said the Shadow would mirror the Hero's appearance and fighting skills... I believe it after that encounter.

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ATTENTION YIGA CLAN MEMBERS: If you spot this figure during your patrols, DO NOT APPROACH. This 'Shadow' will viciously attack anything and anyone that dares get near, even the Yiga Clan.

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Beware the Hero's Shadow.

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Glory to Master Kohga.

End

Dark Link would be patrolling the Depths, and upon spotting you, he will chase you down and attack, similar to the Gloom Hands. But unlike the Gloom Hands, you cannot escape by climbing to high ground and waiting for him to vanish. He will simply teleport up to you.

You can either deal enough damage to him, which will make him leave and reappear elsewhere in the Depths (like how the Yiga flee when defeated), or you can teleport far enough away so he loses track of you. Thankfully, he will not follow you to the Surface.

If he spots you while you're wearing the Dark Link outfit, he will be temporarily confused, giving you very limited time to run away or hide before he figures it out and starts attacking you. Similar to the Lynel Mask.

Also while you're wearing the Dark Link outfit, the Yiga will not ambush you, because they think you're the Hero's Shadow.

Dark Link's number of hearts will match that of the player's, just like in OoT. The stronger you get, the stronger he gets too.

He would also have the smartest enemy AI in the game, besides Ganondorf himself:

He dodges any thrown items or arrows shot at him, which means he cannot be cheesed with bombs. He will simply hop out of the blast radius before it lands. You must fight him in close melee combat.

He will mirror your strikes perfectly if you fight him with a one-handed sword and shield. However, he only wields a sword and shield, meaning you can attack him more easily with a different weapon, like... oh I don't know... a two-handed hammer? 😉

I'm not entirely sure what he'd drop upon defeat... Maybe his sword and shield?

Anyway, those are my thoughts. I'd love to hear other ideas :)

(EDIT: Added more stuff in a reblog!)

[thelounginglioness]

It Ain't Easy

Devotional art for Set, my protector & guide. The journey may not be easy, but nothing worth doing ever is. Dua Set!