#esu ravens

[corner-collects-rocks]

what do we think the consequences are gonna be for the downfall of the ravens? while i understand there was no way the nest couldve stayed under tetsujis command, now that its falling apart whats gonna happen on the main family’s end? the ravens games + evermore were used for main family business as well as branch family business (ie, nathan dismembering a guy in front of kevin neil and riko, the raven vs foxes game). like the moriyamas have their own box for doing business out of evermore. So with the ravens falling apart they cannot have games like this therefore, no more big meetings at evermore. while no one is to blame for this but tetsuji and his really fucked up coaching practices and what he did to the ravens in the nest, i cant help but wonder if neil will face at least some consequences for this. like he was the one who pointed out what riko was doing and how tetsuji was facilitating it. or tbh i would love tetsuji to face the consequences of his actions bc he isnt rn.

anygays! i hope this gets addressed in one of the future books bc i think it would be silly and im curious to see how ichirou handles punishment and such. he seems like a logical guy and really if he is then the blame should be all tetsujis, maybe neil’s first paycheck goes entirely to the moriyama clan as like “collateral damage” tax or smth? idk just some food for thought!!

[kyberbonsai]

I’m finally having a little Acoc rewatch and I made a Tiramisù OC while I was at it. I don’t know a lot about him yet, though his name could be something along the lines of Teerham Esu and he’s probably living in the Dairy Islands. Will try to make more OCs as I go, I’m thinking of a vegan “chicken” nugget spy of some sort, someone molding and a mushroom person maybe? We shall see

[ID: A digital drawing of a tiramisù man with short brown hair, smiling. He is wearing a shirt with two spoons on it, and a pair of strawberry earrings. End ID]

[alloftheimaginesblog]

breakfast {peter parker}

been going through my inbox to see what old messages/requests inspire me

prompt: “I can't get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you're having breakfast with me in my sweater.”

character: peter parker tasm x reader

The sun warmed your bare leg which had escaped from under the duvet early that morning as you gradually began to wake up. You could hear the muffled noise of the usual New York traffic from the open window, a sound you'd learned to drone out, and as you began to stir, you snuggled in closer to the warmth which was that of Peter Parker.

Upon you snuggling into him, he himself began to stir and wake up, eyes struggling to adjust to the brightness as he opened them, peering down at you confused before he realised the events of the previous night. He smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to your forehead as he mumbled a sleepy greeting to you.

"G'morning," you said back through a yawn. Nerves and excitement bubbled together in your stomach as you fully woke up. It had been the first time you'd stayed at Peter's apartment. The two of you had been dating for the last few weeks and last night, you... well, sealed the deal.

He let you shower first as he prepared breakfast. Eggs, toast, beans, bacon and mushrooms. You'd been in his apartment before, he'd made you dinner here, but not like this. You'd never got to use his vanilla body wash; never got to feel his soft towels on your skin, never got to use his toothpaste. It was all rather intimate.

Peter had thought of the issue at hand before you did. When you walked out of the en-suite to his bedroom, you realised that you didn't have a fresh set of clothes to wear but Peter had sorted you something. On the bed lay a large ESU hoodie and a pair of boxer shorts.

I've put your clothes in the washing, they'll be ready in an hour or so, in the mean time here's some of mine to keep you warm. Making breakfast - P :)

You smiled widely as you pocketed the note, you liked to have little keepsakes like that, and you changed into his clothes. They were too big for you but you loved the comfort of them. They smelled like your favourite cologne he owned.

When you walked out, Peter brandished two plates full of food, "Just in time." You sat at the breakfast bar, tucking into your food. You hadn't realised how hungry you were until you smelled the food in front of you and then all of a sudden, you were ravenous. Peter watched you with a smile, "I can't get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now you're having breakfast with me in my sweater."

You looked up at him, mouth full and smiling, and Peter's heart grew three sizes. He loved that even though this was your first official sleepover, you were already comfortable with him, you didn't mind sitting wearing his jumper, hair messy and eyes tired. He loved that you didn't mind eating in front of him and you didn't mind to show that you liked to eat. You swallowed your mouthful and said, "Remember how nervous you were to ask me out?" Your voice was teasing and Peter rolled his eyes with a laugh as he sipped at his coffee.

"Best decision I ever made though," he told you truthfully, "now I have a pretty girlfriend."

You spluttered at the word, "Girlfriend?" As far as you knew, it wasn't official yet. He hadn't asked and you didn't want to just assume. You were shocked that he'd said it but not because you didn't want it, you did. You wanted to be his girlfriend, you wanted to be exclusive and hear he was just throwing the word around without you knowing.

Peter's face blanched, "Shit, sorry, I- I didn't - it's too soon, isn't it? I just- shit."

Realising he'd taken you the wrong way, you shook your head, "No, no, Pete!" You had to yell over him for him to stop the quick excuses, "I didn't mean that to be bad, I was shocked, that's all."

He released a breath, "Oh, good." There was a pregnant pause before he spoke again, "So... you want to be my girlfriend?" Here he was, at the ripe old age of twenty-seven, and he was bloody nervous over asking you to be his girlfriend.

You grinned, "Of course I do, Pete," you nodded, "I have a boyfriend." The giggle that you let out was the most adorable thing that Peter had ever heard before and all of a sudden, he was taken over by a rather animal urge. He pushed your plate away, pulling you off of the stool you sat on, "What are you-"

He kissed you hard and you knew exactly where this was going, "Last night, we weren't together. Now, you're my girlfriend. I say we need to celebrate that," he murmured against your lips as he navigated the two of you backwards and back to the bedroom.

So far being Peter Parker's girlfriend was a phenomenal experience.

[ao3-diablofic]

by The Halfblood Raven (DaughterOfTheFourthHokage)

A Necromancer threatens a Sorceress when she tries to braid his hair.

Words: 718, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: Diablo (Video Games)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Necromancer, sorceress - Character, Clay Golem

Additional Tags: Hair, braiding, clay golem - Freeform, Zann Esu, Act II

Read on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54048748

[dreamii-yume]

New Episode Update Let’s GOO!!!

Warning : This is just Yume having a mental breakdown, seriously. This episode update was WHACK.

~ MAJOR SPOILERS FOR 68-75 ~

I know we ain’t participating and all but the game reminding you that there’s 10 minutes left to prepare is seriously bad for my heart.

Aah, shiet. Vil is still hurt.

He still has small wounds and scratches that he hid make up. Daddy, I’m worried.

Apparently, yeah, I’m not the only one cause my homeboy, Epel just asked to switch the center role with Vil. THE CONFIDENCE.

Aw, he’s worried about him falling over during stage (And make the performance look bad) Come on, Epel just be honest-

...He finally became the ideal poisoned apple that Vil wanted, huh?

Vil being proud a mom.

But the queen inside him is STRONG.

He’ll embrace the villain in him, OUR QUEEN CAN STILL GO. INJURED, WHO?

...AAND he proceeds to roast Epel again lol Typical Vil.

I love how Epel just accepted a nickname like “Doku Ringo-chan” lol It’s so cute, senior-junior relationship goals right there.

HERE WE GO.

Everyone is actually really confident hahaha

I really wish Deuce’s mom, Ace’s brother, Jamil’s sister, and Vil’s dad were here in person to watch.

HECK I WANT KALIM’S WHOLE FAMILY HERE WHY NOT

T-THEY’RE REALLY LETTING US HEAR THE FULL SONG. 

IS THAT JAMIL RAPPING.

Look at Jamil’s solo SD dancing. LOOK AT IT.

I really fucking love Vil’s singing voice aaa

HIS VOICE IS SO GOOD.

Album when disney.

Is Vil okay.

...aight im hearing some high quality panting here

...dont mind me listening to it a bit too much...

...they’re going to be great reference for some spicy- leave me alone

Vil panting is making me feel SOMETHING.

ANYWAY. THE CROWD IS A MOOD.

IS VIL OKAY.

Unmei no megami is giving me idia ptsd here.

Heartslabyul Senpais are watching their kids, looking all proud *sniff

Oh god, after playing Obey Me, it just occurred to me how similar Cater and Asmodeus’ voices are...

Watch these Senpai dorks act like Ace and Deuce’s second family. Trey being the dad, Riddle being the mom, and Cater being the supportive big bro. It’s so beautiful.

Riddle’s voice is a lot more softer now, I just realized...It’s so soothing...

God i miss u too octavinelle never change

Yeah, why tf did Floyd not audition for this

Bro, can you imagine Nobuhiko Okamoto in the squad as well??? IMAGINE-

Of course, he wasn’t in the mood back then. Of course. Why did i even ask.

IMAGINE FLOYD BEING IN VDC NEXT YEAR.

Omg i miss u too octavinelle never change

Azul’s gonna overblot again with Floyd’s marketing skills lol

Jade coming in like welp i guess thats that. Too bad, huh Azul?

GOD i miss u too octavinelle never change

SAVANA BITCHES HI

I wonder if these mfs knew that Vil just overblotted and malmal was the one who fixed the stage lol

oooh Leona’s sus about something he a sharp boi

Speak up my guy—

still so weird leona taking his job seriously

Malleus looking happier seeing this performance rather than Lilia’s lol

I miss the simpery in Sebek

Silver’s not in the verge of falling into a coma for once wow

Chenya’s so cute.

AND WE’RE BACK TO CUTE HEIGH HO TEAM

fcking shotacons man...im not one to talk

Aw, they didn’t show Neige performance...

The simping in the crowd is a MASSIVE mood.

WHO WINS TELL ME

These night raven fuckers better vote for us and not pull a “oh shie my hand slipped lololol” i swear to god- im gonna throw hands

*me holding my phone and pretending to vote as well

Suspense music intensifies be like-

HAAA

BOIS, ITS ONE VOTE DIFFERENCE WHO IS IT AAAA

WHAT.

HOW DARE- HOW!? HOW DID WE LOSE!?

WE LOST BY ONE VOTE!?

EVERYONE’S SO SHOCKED LOL

vil pls dont overblot again-

Noooo grim’s tuna cans-

WE REALLY LOST TO A LEGIT KIDS SONG.

These children do not have the right to be this cute. I wanna take Timmy, Toby, and Shelpie home.

I swear to god one of these dwarves sounds like Cheka lol Is it Toby?

EPEEELLLL DONT CRRYYYY

KALIMMMM DONT CRRYYYY

KALIM HAVING THE AUDACITY TO SOUNDING LIKE A BIG BROTHER AND THEN CRYING HIS OWN RIGHT AFTER LOLOLOL

I HATE THIS EPISODE YALL MADE MY TWO BOIS CRY IM FIGHTING THIS EPISODE. BURN THIS.

This background music too though im deeeeddd

KALIM IM SO SORRY FOR MAKING A SINFIC ABOUT YOU PLS DONT CRY-

Jamil impressed about Vil being “calm” and Vil just going “h e h. you dont even know.”

....ha...

Monsieur Rook. WHAT did you say.

ROOK VOTED FOR ROYAL SWORD. Are you kidding me. You snek how could you- i loved you

WHAT DID I SAY- Ya’ll night raven fuckers shall not slip by their fingers when voting rook.

Vil is in the brink of passing out aaaaa

I have never heard Ace this pissed before whoa- lol he sounds like Deuce in his delinquent mode

Aw...Rook felt that Neige’s performance carries a stronger bond than theirs :’( it’s hard to put the blame on him when he’s saying all these stuff

It’s just like what they said in the past episodes that it’s really hard voting for your own team when you know the opposing team is better.

Aww...He just wanted Vil to believe in himself more...Rook is such a best man. Im crying-

Oh noooo is Vil gonna cry too nooo- daddy turned to baby really quick SOMEONE GIVE HIM AN EMERGENCY HUG

Well- at least...at least the 100 year record of not being able to win is still going, yeah? Um...bad joke? Sorry, i’ll see myself out-

NEIGE NOT NOW AND YOUR VII-KUN BULLSHIT- we’re having a moment here

Neige is such sweetheart but aaaahh— This makes it worse, we can’t even hate him aaa—

OMG JUST WHEN I THOUGHT THINGS COULDN’T- AAAAA

MONSIEUR ROOK. YOU’RE A FAN OF NEIGE!?

MOTHERFUCKER just got exposed by Neige himself lol

Going to Neige’s shake hand events, sending him letters, buying all his merch and shie- HE’S A FULL BLOWN NEIGE STAN

WTF YOU SNEK GET OUT OF THIS SCHOOL-

OOOOHHH THAT FUCKING ALBUM- HIS “LIFE’S WORK” or whatever bullshit IS FULL OF NEIGE

...actually- my japanese is lacking- im not sure lol what is a ブロマイド??? Lol I feel like a clown.

Rook is sweating profusely LOL

...what do you have to say for yourself, monsieur rook.

Wait- huh is that-

IS HE GONNA CRY-

WHY IS EVERYONE CRYING!??!?!?!

HE’S SILENTLY CRYING AS HE INTRODUCED HIMSELF TO NEIGE WHAT. THE. FUCK IS THIS EPISODE.

Neige fanclub??? Eternal Snow??? What kind of creepy-ass- OH, HE EVEN HAS A MEMBERSHIP NUMBER TOO-

Props to Neige with his :) expression unfaltering.

I’m- I’m speechless.

Vil is just looking down at Rook in disappointment like- “you’re more pathetic than I am”

Queen just went “I think you need this handkerchief more than I do now” THAT’S RIGHT. REPENT MOTHERFUCKER.

Rook crying is cursed.

But damn, I’m kinda liking this new relationship this bitchy relationship they have

Neige just dragged everyone’s ass back on stage and his snow white energy just said “LETS ALL BE FRIENDS AND SING”

NEIGE IS FUCKING GREAT- HE REALLY DID GOT THESE BITCHES TO SING HEIGH HO LOL

ACE’S RELUCTANT SINGING AND DEUCE LOOKING LIKE HE’S HAVING FUN

KALIM IS SUCH A MOOD, SINGING EVEN WITHOUT KNOWING THE LYRICS AND JAMIL JUST HAVING THAT “i want to die” ENERGY

AIGHT. ROOK IS HAVING WAY TOO MUCH FUN AND EPEL IS TRYING HIS BEST. HE’S SO CUTE-

OMG NEIGE AND VIL HAVING SUCH GOOD HARMONY—

YAHOO Y A H O O TANOSHIINDA~~ 

YA’LL SURE ABOUT GIVING ME THIS BLESSED MOMENT??

What a somewhat happy ending, even though Rook just backstabbed us I’m crying Beauté 100 points!!!

LOL Vil realizing he’s having fun singing with Neige- “SOMEONE JUST END ME RIGHT NOW-“ The desperation in his voice-

I love how Neige’s yahoo yahoo is messing with everyone’s head, even Vil wants to pass out lol

haha Crowley is so depressed lol

WHA- WHO-

HEADMASTER OF ROYAL SWORD!?

He looks like your typical grandpa- and his outfit looks like that one mickey mouse wizard outfit but blue—

Old man just went “we won lol” just to piss Crowley off I like this guy’s energy already-

Crowley being most likely as old as this guy—

ooohh this man just sensed something in this stage- Leona did too, didn’t he???

* Damn. Crowley talking so fast sounds like he’s making a load of bullshit lol

Anyway, I’m just glad that it’s not mickey mouse who’s the headmaster— I would’ve lost my shit.

We’re back in our dorms and I forgot that the squad doesn’t live with us anymore. It’s suddenly so lonely now...

Grim is getting the yahoo yahoo ptsd too lol it’s too goddamn catchy

oooohh shiet- mickey is calling us again

YES we finally got a good picture of this motherfucker

It seems like nothing is disrupting our communication this time, so MC thought to call Grim but—

Grim is not here.

Uuhhh...Grim? Where you’ve gone??? We’re getting flashbacks of the first parts of the game.

We went out to find Grim and HE’S CHOMPING ON ANOTHER BLACK STONE ON THE STAGE-

GRIM SPIT THAT OUT YOU LOOK TERRIFYING

AAAAAHH GRIM HAS GONE FERAL— He’s attacking US

Is this because we didn’t win his tuna canss nooo

NoOO SWEET BABY COME BACK.

Legit I’m sad, please baby don’t overblot like this...

He learned a new move though- SCRATCH

Ooh— We’re seeing some Ignihyde scenes here~

P U H I H I

Idia getting a lot of emails from bigshot companies whoa—

THAT OLYMPUS—?! EXCUSE ME??? Ortho what- Are we finally getting that Hercules episode—

Damn getting a hot chance in olympus only to put them down the recycling bin oof— Idia why edit : Yume was informed that olympus is kind of a company that sponsored VDC sorry she was mind-fucked at this moment and the ability to understand proper Japanese just went whoosh lol Thanks to @starshiningsirius for pointing it out for Yume~ ♥︎ HONESTLY YUME’S JUST GONNA WAIT FOR ACTUAL PROFESSIONAL TRANSLATORS AT THIS POINT LOL Don’t trust me for important situation too much lol

Aaaahh...We’re getting this shut-in out of his room in the next episode, are we?

And that concludes the whole Pomefiore Episode! JESUS CHRIST 75 CHAPTERS ALL IN ALL!? How long is the Ignihyde chapter going to be, huh!?

This was a really, really fun episode lol I’d consider this a fan service episode actually cause of all the things we get to experience— The singing, dancing, and the new songs, THE DRAMA. (ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧

But then, the plot thickens, no? What’s going to happen to Grim? In the Ignihyde episode? And those reoccurring memories of us? And our relationship with Tsunotarou lol ALSO WE NEVER REALLY DID FIND OUT WHAT ROOK’S UNIQUE MAGIC IS. DISNEY EXPLAIN—

Thanks for reading this shitpost of Yume losing her shiet lol See you all in the Ignihyde Episode~ ❤

[x-x-just-a-little-witchyy-x-x]

Celtic Deities

Alator - The Celtic god Alator was associated with Mars, the Roman war god. His name is said to mean "he who nourishes the people". Albiorix - The Celtic god Albiorix was associated with Mars as Mars Albiorix. Albiorix is the "king of the world." Belenus - Belenus is a Celtic god of healing, worshiped from Italy to Britain. The worship of Belenus was linked with the healing aspect of Apollo. The etymology of Beltaine may be connected with Belenus. Belenus is also written: Bel, Belenos, Belinos, Belinu, Bellinus, and Belus. Borvo - Borvo (Bormanus, Bormo) was a Gallic god of healing springs whom the Romans associated with Apollo. He is depicted with helmet and shield. Bres - Bres was a Celtic fertility god, the son of the Fomorian prince Elatha and the goddess Eriu. Bres married the goddess Brigid. Bres was a tyrannical ruler, which proved his undoing. In exchange for his life, Bres taught agriculture and made Ireland fertile. Brigantia - British goddess connected with river and water cults, equated with Minerva, by the Romans and possibly linked with the goddess Brigit. Brigit - Brigit is the Celtic goddess of fire, healing, fertility, poetry, cattle, and patroness of smiths. Brigit is also known as Brighid or Brigantia and in Christianity is known as St. Brigit or Brigid. She is compared with the Roman goddesses Minerva and Vesta. Ceridwen - Ceridwen is a Celtic shape-shifting goddess of poetic inspiration. She keeps a cauldron of wisdom. She is the mother of Taliesin. Cernunnos - Cernunnos is a horned god associated with fertility, nature, fruit, grain, the underworld, and wealth, and especially associated with horned animals like the bull, stag, and a ram-headed serpent. Cernunnos is born at the winter solstice and dies at the summer solstice. Julius Caesar associated Cernunnos with the Roman Underworld god Dis Pater.

Epona - Epona is a Celtic horse goddess associated with fertility, a cornucopia, horses, asses, mules, and oxen who accompanied the soul on its final journey. Uniquely for the Celtic goddesses, the Romans adopted her and erected a temple to her in Rome.

Esus - Esus (Hesus) was a Gallic god named along with Taranis and Teutates. Esus is linked with Mercury and Mars and rituals with human sacrifice. He may have been a woodcutter.

Latobius - Latobius was a Celtic god worshipped in Austria. Latobius was a god of mountains and sky equated with the Roman Mars and Jupiter.

Lenus - Lenus was a Celtic healing god sometimes equated with the Celtic god Iovantucarus and the Roman god Mars who in this Celtic version was a healing god.

Lugh - Lugh is a god of craftsmanship or a solar deity, also known as Lamfhada. As leader of theT uatha De Danann, Lugh defeated the Fomorians at the Second Battle of Magh.

Maponus - Maponus was a Celtic god of music and poetry in Britain and France, sometimes associated with Apollo.

Medb - Medb (or Meadhbh, Méadhbh, Maeve, Maev, Meave, and Maive), goddess of Connacht and Leinster. She had many husbands and figured in the Tain Bo Cuailgne (Cattle Raid of Cooley). She may have been a mother goddess or historical.

Morrigan – Morrigan is a Celtic goddess of war who hovered over the battlefield as a crow or raven. She has been equated with Medh. Badb, Macha, and Nemain may have been aspects of her or she was part of a trinity of war goddesses, with Badb and Macha. The hero Cu Chulainn rejected her because he failed to recognize her. When he died, Morrigan sat on his shoulder as a crow. She is usually referred to as "the Morrigan".

Nehalennia - Nehalennia was a Celtic goddess of seafarers, fertility, and abundance.

Nemausicae - Nemausicae was a Celtic mother goddess of fertility and healing.

Nerthus - Nerthus was a Germanic fertility goddess mentioned in Tacitus' Germania.

Nuada - Nuada (Nudd or Ludd) is the Celtic god of healing and much more. He had an invincible sword that would cut his enemies in half. He lost his hand in battle which meant that he was no longer eligible to rule as king until his brother made him a silver replacement. He was killed by the god of death Balor.

Saitada - Saitada was a Celtic goddess from the Tyne Valley in England whose name may mean "goddess of grief."

Information found on: https://www.thoughtco.com/celtic-gods-and-goddesses-117625

[dumbasscorn]

Exothermic : chapter three

Amalthea vs the Reunion 

"Gee kid, you really sprouted up since you were a little one."

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Charlie Swan was extremely excited to be reunited with his niece. He hadn't seen her in years, of course he sits in anticipation as his foot bounces his leg up and down! The older man spent many nights awake worrying about the teen, there's no way she was feeling okay right now. Hell, Charlie wasn't okay and he hadn't seen his brother in years.

The aching of losing a brother, he believes, would never subside. The pain would be there forever. But, seeing his brothers daughter will definitely ease his worries about her. Charlie wanted to break down in tears whenever he finds himself thinking about everything Amalthea had been through. Losing both parents, being taken away and moved to another state has got to be tough for a teenage girl.

He knows first hand what it's like dealing with a depressed teen; his own daughter had been barricading herself in her room, wallowing in sorrow for months now. The nightmares Bella Swan had been experiencing keeps Charlie up and filled with concern.

He already knows Amalthea has a habit of shutting down, avoiding any and all emotion whenever possible. He knows so, because he was the same at her age. Ignoring all of his problems, pretending everything was perfectly fine. Well, that was until his wife left him and took their only daughter!

Charlie Swan's head snapped toward the entryway when he heard the front door being knocked on, the baseball game's commentary fading out. Charlie placed his can of soda aside, heaving his body off the recliner to make his way toward the knocking.

Amalthea, beginning to go pale with nerves, picks at the holes in her jeans as she stood next to the social worker. She couldn't stand still and it was irritating her very much. Jesus Christ Amalthea, stop fidgeting! You can always tell him where to shove it if he turns out to be a dick!

A breath caught in her throat when the door began to open, dark eyes finding her uncles for the first time in years. Charlie Swan immediately broke out into a wide smile, eyes sparkling with happiness.

"Gee kid, you really sprouted up since you were a little one." Charlie spoke with raised eyebrows as he made a gesture for the woman and teen to walk inside the threshold to his house.

Amalthea grinned mischievously for the first time in months, the man felt so familiar she couldn't control it. "Well Uncle Charlie, that does indeed happen when you graduate to being an angsty teen! I see you've accepted the gray hairs for all they'll give you, hm?"

Charlie Swan threw his head back in laughter, "I see someone has gotten their dads humor that he stole from me!" The teen winked at the man in response.

"Now Mr. Swan, I do have some paper work to go over with you before I head out. Maybe you'd like to show your niece where she'll be staying before that though, yeah?" Catherine butted in, ruffling through the files she brought along with her.

Charlie nodded along and grabbed Amalthea's suitcase, "C'mon Thea, your room is upstairs."

Amalthea's eyes widened at the use of the nickname, memories of her father's last words to her at the forefront of her mind. Tears nearly filled her eyes before the girl shook her head to clear the thoughts and followed her uncle up the steps with a duffle bag in hand, not looking back at the social worker once.

Footsteps creaked against the old wooden floor as the uncle and his niece took a left from the staircase, "Now I've gotta warn you, this room was my old office. I cleared it out when I heard you'd be coming. Sorry that it's small." He gave Amalthea a pitiful smile, "But you can paint it, move things around, do whatever you want-- it doesn't matter to me, it's yours now. Oh- and the bedding is from when Bella used to visit, so if you hate it you can tell me and I'll give you some money for a new one."

The raven haired girl listened to her uncle, gratitude obvious in her eyes. "I'm sure it's fine, Uncle Charlie. I'd sleep on the floor and be okay with it." She snorted a laugh.

Charlie pointed out where the bathroom was before opening the door to Amalthea's new bedroom. The abandoned office that would be her new refuge. The room was a decent size, not too small and most definitely not too big. It seemed to be just right. There was two windows that were covered by white sheer curtains, a green checkered duvet laying on top of the twin sized bed.

"I like it, I like it a lot Uncle Charlie. I think I'll paint the walls a different shade-- not really vibing with the puke colored green, no offense!-- but everything else is pretty perfect if I do say so myself. Also, the bedding is dope. Don't know what you were talking about with that one!"

The uncle looked quite proud of himself, "Well kiddo I gotta go deal with Catherine. Make yourself at home, unpack if you feel like it. I have pizza downstairs if you're hungry. We can talk tomorrow about school and stuff, alright?"

Amalthea nodded and Charlie smiled at her before he walked out of the room, shutting the door as he did so.

The ravenette looked around the room some more, discovering that she had the perfect spot to set up her paint supplies. She broke out in a smile as she sat on the bed; maybe this whole living with a stranger thing could work. Maybe, just maybe, she won't be completely miserable while she's here.

The freshly turned seventeen year old threw her back to the bed, huffing a much needed sigh, "If things go to shit I swear to god."

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[forbidden-sorcery]

Deities reputed to be tricksters are Odin, Loki, Prometheus, Esu, Hermes, Set, Anansi, Aphrodite, Cupid and animals such as the fox, raven, coyote and others that share a nature of thievery and deception. The word trickery is derived from Old French, trique, meaning cheat or deception. This is probably from the Latin tricae that was used in a variety of circumstances. One meaning was 'to shuffle' and another referred to a 'tangle of difficulties'. The word was used in medieval France as well as in Latin to designate conditions related to games of chance, but the latter interpretation is also significant - it denotes the condition people find themselves in when they go to the crossroad. It is possible to combine the idea of life as a game and the tangled conditions with which we are at times confronted. The players who holds the dice in his hand is taking a chance. He is at the crossroad. The lovelorn woman consulting Exu is placing herself at the crossroad.        Typical tricksters possess wisdom and hidden knowledge, but they make access difficult. My informant on German Hexencraft tells me that the followers of Odin often enjoy bad luck. There are other deities, like Prometheus who are more altruistic in their trickery.

Nicholaj de Mattos Frisvold - Craft of the Untamed: An Inspired Vision of Traditional Witchcraft

[starkerparkerpony]

I Scold Because I Stan Pt.3

AU where Tony (44-45 y/o) meets an aged up (23-24 y/o) Peter after Civil War, Tony is broken up with Pepper and all kinds of sorry for himself. Peter is a ESU graduate and currently has an internship with Oscorp and is a photographer for the Daily Bugle he is also spiderman and therefore perpetually exhausted and has very little patience

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Two months of having Peter in his life and one thing became abundantly clear to Tony, he was not used to being adored like this. Because it was pure adoration with Peter. Maybe he was different with him than he'd been with Pepper but he couldn't be sure. He didn't know. He just really liked it.

They had not had sex yet. Hell they hadn't even properly kissed yet, Tony had had a long day dealing with goddamned Doombots because that's the kind of person Victor Von Doom became after he got dumped by his fiance, which was a complete and utter disgrace and men should learn how to cope with rejection better... like seriously... he's not the biggest fan of that stretchy-fuck Richards either and what the fuck kind of name is 'Reed' anyway? But it's still no excuse to become a supervillain... Tony used to like Victor for fuck's sake- Peter was waiting for Tony back at the tower.

And for some reason Tony prepared himself to get scolded... because that's what happened right? He manages to right what was wrong and comes back to a stressed and disappointed Pepper.

But that didn't happen.

"I saw you get hit." The young man hurried towards him and scanned Tony's entire being, very thoroughly for potential damage with a forrowed brow, Spiderman man was there too, Peter must've been there to get photos.

"I'm fine, the suit is going to require some tlc though," Tony tried to reassure him.

"You're sure?"

"You bet."

"Okay," Peter said, relaxed, and then pressed a quick kiss onto Tony's lips before enveloping him in a very tight and very comforting hug.

And that was it... no further lectures about priorities and personal wellbeing. Just comfort.

No, they hadn't had sex yet but Peter looked at Tony with such intensity sometimes, that he already felt too naked whenever he was with the younger guy... surprisingly enough, he liked this feeling too.

Pepper was an actual saint but it had required a very specific type of physical and mental effort, to maintain a relationship with her. But with Peter it was so effortless, that sometimes Tony felt like a cheat.

But he'd started to have that uncomfortable conversation with himself... the conversation about commitments and public announcements. Peter was mindful of dealing with the press that comes with rich people. So their "dates" had all been in the tower. Tony had asked about Peter's place but Peter refused because "Tony honey, you're not old enough to be exposed to the graphic images of poverty and squalor that come with a cheap New York studio apartment. And I'm not emotionally prepared to take down all my Iron Man posters, so that's not gonna' happen."

So they hung around the tower, they watched movies, they ate together, sometimes they even worked together. Peter always brought flowers. It was home.

Which was probably why Tony kinda forgot himself one such day. He had spent more that 42 hours in the lab, Peter showed up.

And Tony, because he was a little bit of an idiot, who wanted nothing more than to impress his new guy, asked Friday to tell him that he was more than welcome in the lab.

But Peter had never been down there before.

So after waiting more than half an hour, a very impatient Tony made his way into the living area of his tower, where Peter was watching CNN while munching on some of Tony's favorite cheese popcorn.

"What are you doing?" Tony asked indignant.

"Watching the news... waiting for you, ass," Peter answered, shooting him a teasing little glare "Oh, and I made popcorn! Want some?"

"I asked you to come downstairs," Tony had been waiting patiently downstairs to show the guy the new sensors he had been working on, for Rhodey.

"Er... I- I've never been... I thought you were just being courteous," Peter winced and mumbled, feeling awkward as hell.

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Tony had already had a shitty day, Pepper had been yelling at him for not showing up for a government contractor lick-fest, Tony didn't need whatever it was that Peter was trying to do. He just wanted to show his boyfriend the cool things he made and be kissed.

"Tony... I don't know... I didn't think I had the clearance to be down there. I've never signed an NDA or anything for you," Peter half shrugged.

"Why would you need to sign an NDA to hang out with your boyfriend?" Tony realized very late that this was the first time he'd used the word 'boyfriend' in front of Peter and immediately started blushing like an idiot.

"Because I work for a rival company of yours and it would be very awkward for both me and my boyfriend if something you're working on was suddenly introduced by said rival company. Even if it was a coincidence. Also don't you have Avengers stuff down there? Like don't I need... I dunno security clearance to see it? By the way are we discussing the boyfriend thing now or later because I need to cry and scream from the rooftops about it at some point." Of course Peter wouldn't let that bit slip, which only made Tony blush harder.

"I'm not an idiot... anything you don't have clearance for, you won't see. And I trust you. Is this good screaming and crying or bad screaming and crying?" Might as well make sure.

Peter was already making his way closer to him, wrapping Tony in a warm embrace.

"The crying and screaming of pure joy."

"Sounds intense."

"It will be... there'll be snot involved."

"Sexy."

"I know."

"Wanna makeout?"

"Oh hell to the fuck yes."

And so Tony walked Peter back to the couch, planted himself in the younger man's lap and right as he was about to initiate the tonsil hockey game of a lifetime, Peter interrupted-

"You really trust me?" He asked.

"Do you think that I would currently be straddling you if I didn't?" Tony asked back, incredulous... and then his three leaked sextapes that still sometimes trend on certain 'hubs' on the internet came to mind. "Wait don't answer that."

Trust was a pretty weird thing for Peter... he absolutely adored Tony but he still hadn't told him about any alternate identities and maybe it was time to reciprocate that trust.

Soon.

"So You don't think I'm like a gold digger or something?" This was some quick thinking on Peter's part

The strange vulnerability in Peter's voice made Tony ask-

"Did someone say something to you?" Pepper and Rhodey hadn't yet met Peter but they knew about him. They wouldn't do something like this but maybe...

"Just a silly joke that MJ and the guys made... kinda kept niggling... no big deal," Peter was trying to brush it off because he wasn't ready to discuss the what was really on his mind when it came to trust and Tony but the older man still thought that if it didn't affect him he wouldn't have brought it up.

"Babe... I regret to inform you but you're really not kiss-y ass-y enough to be a gold digger. I don't think any gold digger has scolded their gold diggee(?) As much as you scold me." Tony pressed soft kisses along his jawline as he tried to reassure him.

"Hey I scold because I care you ass." Peter chuckled huskily.

"I know"

And then Peter was running his hands up and down Tony's back, and it made him wonder if he was in fact part cat, because humans don't really enjoy being petted as much as him, do they? Maybe it was just that Peter touched him so well.

Honestly Peter could be doing anything and Tony would enjoy it. He nibbled along his throat and Tony couldn't help but grind down on his lap. He brought his delightful hands up his back and into his hair, gently pulling him into a deep, sensual kiss and Tony was so utterly lost.

He gently licked into his mouth and of course he tasted of cola and popcorn and it was delectable.

Tony hadn't ever really been the dominant type but he'd also never quite felt so... safe as when he did when Peter was leading him.

When they broke apart for a breath, Tony couldn't help but cup Peter's beautiful face with both his hands and just stare into the beautiful boy's eyes, as if trying to figure out the reason why such a fantastic creature could ever choose a... mess like Tony.

"God Tony you have the most beautiful eyes," Peter breathed.

Which of course made Tony blush like an absolute fool. He always did this. Peter Parker had a habbit of breaking through Tony's moments of self doubt with pure adoration and he was utterly helpless to it.

Tony had to physically restrain himself from replying with 'I love you' because two months was probably too soon for saying it.

He'd say it the next time Peter scolded him.

Soon.

Not many words were spoken after that except for "scoot back" "shift up a little" "no that tickles" "wait not there" "oh yess that's nice" "keep going" "don't stop" "please stay".

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[xxyumeno]

Name: Lugh Kanji: ラ Alias: Lug or Luat Face Claim: Jack Vessalius Seiyuu: ... Age: Immortal Zodiac: ??? Sex/Gender: M/M Height: 191cm 「6'3"」 Weight: ???kg 「???lb」 Blood Type: Ichor

Servant Info (will update at a later time)

Attribute: Sky or Earth Class: Lancer (can also be summoned as a Saber, Archer, or Rider) Alignment: Lawful Neutral(?) Traits: Diving, Humanoid, King, Male, Pseudo-Servant, Servant, Weak to Enuma Elish Singularity: N/A Likes: ??? Dislikes: Bres, Tuireanna's Sons Talents: Carpentry, Blacksmithing, Warrior, Poet, Harpist, Scientist, Physician, Sorcerer, and Sculptor Cards: Buster, Buster, Quick, Art, Art │ Extra Hits: 4, 4, 2, 3, 3 │ 4

Lore

Lugh (pronounced Loo), is a Celtic (Irish) God of many many many talents (or skills). He is the god of oaths, granting domain over rulers and nobility. A god of justice in many forms, often without mercy. A sun god (as he was worshiped as such) as well as a fierce warrior. Let’s not stop there, he was also known as a god of storms, in particular to thunderstorms. Last, but certainly not least a god of light and god of all arts and crafts. 

Despite some of his wholesome roles, Lugh has also been known to be a trickster, willing to lie, steal, and cheat to overcome his opponents. This is quite the contrast to his son Cú Chulainn who is born later in his lore.

“What are his talents?” one may ask, his talents just to name a few are those of a carpenter, a master blacksmith, a warrior, poet, harpist, scientist, physician, sorcerer, and sculptor. He is one who can do all of these. Due to his many talents Lugh is typically associated with the Greek god Hermes/Roman god Mercury and to some degree Apollo through his association with Lugus. Then there the possibility of him also being a triple god comprising of the Gaulish gods Esus, Toutatis, and Taranis.

He associated with the raven, crow, and lynx, and has a magical hound. Aside from this Lugh has several magical weapons as his disposal including an invincible Spear, one of the treasures of the Tuatha Dé Danann. The spear is said to never missed its target (sound familiar?) was called Gae Assail, Areadbhar, or “the Slaughterer” (depending the writing). It said the spear was so bloodthirsty it would often try to fight without its owner. According to other stories would fight anyone wielding it. Due to Lugh being a god known for his many skills he was called many things such as Lugh Lámhfhada (Lugh of the Long Arm), Lleu Llaw Gyffes (Lleu of the Skillful Hand), Samildánach (Skilled in All the Arts), Lonnbeimnech (fierce striker, sword-shouter) or Macnia (boy hero).

Descended from two bloodlines, Lugh is the son of Cian, the son of Dian Ced, healer of the Tuatha Dé Danann and Ethniu, the daughter of King Balor of the dreaded Fomorians. Cian had disguised himself as a Druidess entered Balor’s stronghold, where Eithne (Balor had his daughter locked up for reasons…) lived and seduced her. In time this fruitful relationship between Cian and Eithne produced triplets. Due to a prophecy from a druid that said Balor would be killed by the hands of a grandson. The main reason to why he locked up his daughter to begin with. Practically had her raised in a tower being unaware of men.

In order to avoid the prophecy from coming true Balor gathers the triplets into a blanket and orders them to be drowned in a whirlpool. Lugh is the only to have survive his would be death. As luck would have it the messenger that had carried him and his siblings to their death had unwittenly dropped him in the harbor where he rescued by Biróg. She brings the baby Lugh to her father and the father then gives him to his brother, Gavida the smith, in fosterage.

Gavida is one of many foster parents to Lugh as his foster parents varies depending on different stories: the Irish sea god, Manannán mac Lir; Tailtiu, Queen of the Firbolg; and of course, Gavida, god of the smiths.

When still a young man Lugh had travelled to the Hill of Tara to join the court of King Nuada, the high king of Ireland. Lugh wanted to join the Tuatha Dé Danann in their fight against the Fomorian King Balor. King Balor had been governing the Tuatha dé Dananna unfairly. He wanted to join them despite being half Fomorian. Due to being half of a hated enemy he wasn’t particularly trusted.

One day he arrived at the gate of King Nuada’s palace as a stranger. At first he was denied entrance into the hall, because no one could enter (or were admitted) without being the master of some craft. The gatekeeper doing his job inquired about Lugh’s profession and the conversation between them proceeded as such:

“I am a carpenter,” said the stranger.

The gatekeeper replied that the king already had a skilled carpenter and had no need of another.

“Then tell the king I am a master smith.”

“We already have a smith,” answered the gatekeeper.

“Then I am a warrior, too,” said the stranger.

“We do not need one,” replied the gatekeeper. “The great Ogma is our champion.

”The stranger proposed all possible professions he mastered, even poet, harpist, scientist, physician, sorcerer and sculptor. Each time, he was told that the king Nuada already had such a professional at court.

“Then ask the king,” said the stranger (Lugh) to the gatekeeper, “if he has with him a man of all these crafts at once, for if he has, there is no need for me at Tara…”

With this Lugh had managed to charm his way into the court and into the highest position one could possess in the court of a king: that of the Chief Ollam. This position afforded Lugh much of the same reputation and attributes only afforded to the king.

Lugh would eventually become the salvation (or bring it) for the Tuatha dé Danann. Nuada had put Lugh in charge of the coming war against the Fomorians. With Lugh being determined the Tuatha dé Nuada take an offensive stance rather than a defensive one to approach Fomorians. The war could not proceed when the First Battle of Moytura took place in the Country of Galway against the Firbolg. It was during this battle that Nuada had lost his hand, forcing him to step down as High King, because a kingdom could not be blemished. His replacement was a Bres, a half-Fomorian (or Fomorian-favoring) who ended up delaying the against his kin.

Meanwhile Cian had met his end by the hands of Tuireann, his great foe. The sons of Tuireeann’s, Brain, Iuchar, and Iucharba had hunted down Cian. At the time Cian had transformed into a big. Before the final blow was struck upon his person, Cian had turned back into his human form. This would grant Lugh a right to seek revenge for his father. The sons attempted to bury Cian, but twice the ground spat him back up. They managed to bury him on the third try. It was by chance that Cian came upon his father’s grave. Lugh asked the ground who laid there and replied it was his father’s grave. From there he started to plot his revenge.

Revenge was set into motion when he invited the sons of Tuireann to a grand feast. Unaware of what was about to happen to them a question was asked what they would require if someone murdered their father. Of course, they replied that death was only answer. Surprise surprise, falling into his trap like he thought they would, Lugh revealed he was Cian’s heir and demanded the same justice. Being a god of games, a series of tasks was given and each task was overcome. The last and final task given was an impossible one and Tuireanna pleaded for mercy on his sons, Lugh unfortunately for Tuireanna, would not relent. The final task wounded each of them and Lugh had withheld their magic pigskin that would have healed the wounds. This was how the Tuireann’s sons had died. In his own grief Tuireann died as well giving Lugh the justice and victory over his father’s enemies.

Even though Bres’ was married to Brigid of the Tuatha, the Tuatha dé Danann were enslaved once more. This further injured the already strenuous relationship between the two groups. Bres’ reign lasted for twenty-seven years.

Lugh’s grandfather and uncle crafted a silver hand and then a hand of flesh for Nuada, thus removing his blemish. He then took back the throne from Bres and Bres was than exiled. After Lugh had finished planning for the war he sought the council of the Phantom Queen, the Mórrígan. A Second Battle of Magh Tuireadh then took place.

During the battle Nuada was beheaded by Balor of the Evil Eye, but Lugh had managed to secure their victory in the end. He had killed Balor with a sling-stone and shot him straight in the eye that sank into Balor’s brain and then cut of his head. This incident wrecked chaos among the Fomorian soldiers and fulfilled the prophecy saying that Balor would be killed at his grandson’s hand. Lugh was placed in power and Bres was subjected to teaching the Fomorian enemies the skills of harvest. This was a very menial and insulting task compared to his once all-powerful position.

Lugh became King and reigned over a united Ireland.

Bres was eventually killed in the form of hospitality of receiving three hundred wooden cows filled with poisoned red milk. He didn’t deny the hospitality and drank each pail of milk without hesitation and died.

Eventually Lugh would meet his own end after his wife Buach took Cermait, son of the Dagda, as a lover. Cermait was then killed by Lugh upon discovering this affair. In turn Lugh was drowned in a lake by Cermait’s three sons who had sought their vengeance against him. The lake Lugh was drowned in was named Loch Lugborta. Lugh’s ruled lasted for forty years with his end marking the decline of the Tuatha dé Danann.

In death, Lugh dwelled in Tír na nÓg, at times appearing in the mortal world. Due to this he had sired the Irish war hero of the Ulster Cycle Cú Chulainn with a maiden by the name of Deichtine. He later appeared to his son during the Cattle Raid of Cooley, healing him over three days during battle.

Weapons

Aside from his spear called, Gae Assail, Areadbhar, or “the Slaughterer” depending on text. Lugh also possessed a sling-stone that he used to kill Balor. 

Apart from those items, Lugh had affiliations with Manannán mac Lir, God of the Sea, through some of his other instruments. He had a horse forged by Manannán allowing it to pass over land and through the ocean. He was also in possession of Manannán’s sword, “the Answerer” after Manannán’s death. Aside from those mention Lugh has other powerful objects at his disposal.

Notes

Lugh had many wives, including Buí and Nás, daughters of Ruadri, King of Britain, as well as Echtach, Englic, and Rosmerta.

Children: Ibic, Ebliu, and Cú Chulainn (mortal).

Weapons: Gae Assail, Fragarach, and Tathlums

[celestialship]

💖 + peter parker! ooo and raven >:3c

peter parker

-we both attended esu, didn’t really interact much

-nyc is dangerous and i’m kinda new there, so i got caught up with some thugs and spider-man swooped in. once they were taken care of i realized i was gonna need to learn how to defend myself

-before spidey took off i asked for some self-defense tips, so he showed me some basics on how to fight (cue awkward arm touches n shit and “realizing how close they are” trope)

-(yes that’s basically how he meets miles but it’s cute okay)

-then back at esu peter’s like “oh hey i helped that girl the other day” so he kinda reaches out and we start talking

raven

-they’re both bad at expressing feelings so it’s a lot of pining/slow-burn

-at some point they probably need their friends to actually help them confront these feelings

-Strong Battle Couple, they fight well together and always have each other’s backs, there’s a sense of undying loyalty

-of course forming this relationship took a while, when they first met she didn’t like him, but that’s a whole ass story

-“i’m with him, for better or worse.” “it’ll probably be worse.” “i knew that the day i met him.”

[kikuism]

I WANT TO MARRY HENRY CHENG, HE'S THE REAL MVP (I finished the raven cycle!!!)

J ESUS ANON THAT’S A BIG FUCKING MOOD RIGHT THERE !!!!!!!!!!!!!

I WOULD SELL MY KIDNEYS FOR HENRY CHENG IT’S NOT EVEN A JOKE

ALSO you finished it !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! you think you’ll get over it in a few weeks, right? WRONG; it’s going to consume your soul even more than it already has, somehow, leave you aching and wanting more :’)  it’s the kind of ache that heals and destroys at the same time. you really won’t know what to do with yourself and may occasionally shed tears for no reason other than the fact that this series is so magical and such an otherworldly experience.

BUT AHHHH i’m literally screaming that you started and finished these books anon ohmygod i seriously love this series so much and it makes me ecstatic to scream about it with you 💕💕💕

also ? ‘he quietly slid from time’ // ‘you’re a prince among men’ // ‘he saw the end of the world’ // ‘unguibus et rostro’ // yeah these lines clawed out my soul, just wanted to let you know !

(also i’m going to call you ‘raven anon’ if that’s all right ghghghgh)

[the-ravens-dream]

LUGUS

Actually a triune deity. Esus, Tuetates, Taranis. Lugus is also known as Lugh to the Gaels, Llew to the Cymru. Mistakenly associated as a solar deity. He is in fact, a storm God.  The late summer thunderstorms are sacred to him, Known as Lugh of the Lightning spear, slayer of Balor. ( Balor, a solar deity, symbolic of the scorching summer sun. Lugh defeats Balor  ushering in the harvest and Autumn.) Many scholars believe that Lugus was a proto type of Odin, Thor and Loki.  There are aspects of all three found in Lugus.  Taranis/Thor, Tuetates/Odin, Esus/Loki. Considering the interaction between the indigenous Celtic peoples, and the Germanic people that migrated into Europe from the Russian Steppes, an intermingling of beliefs would make sense. Until the weakening of the Gauls by invading Romans, the Celtic culture had been the dominant culture of central and western Europe for centuries. The Belgae for example, a Germanic people originally, adopted Celtic language, custom and beliefs starting in the 5-600BCE eras. Thus an intermingling of Celtic, Germanic Peoples and traditions/beliefs makes logical sense.

Lugus was described by the Romans as the most popular deity among the Celtic peoples. His name is preserved throughout western Europe to this day in places, hills, towns etc. There is even a stone found in Denmark depicting what is believed to be Odin, a figure riding an 8 legged horse, yet the inscription reads, Lugus. Throughout the tales of Lugh, we find his attributes to be, Radiant light, Lightning, Magick, Artisan, Wanderer, trickster, Shape-shifter, hero, warrior, King. He is associated with Ravens, the Eagle, Hounds, a pair of snakes, 

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“Julius Caesar in his De Bello Gallico identified six gods worshipped in Gaul, by the usual conventions of interpretatio romana giving the names of their nearest Roman equivalents rather than their Gaulish names. He said that "Mercury" was the god most revered in Gaul, describing him as patron of trade and commerce, protector of travellers, and the inventor of all the arts.[25] The Irish god Lug bore the epithet samildánach ("skilled in all arts"), which has led to the widespread identification of Caesar's Mercury as Lugus...

The iconography of Gaulish Mercury includes birds, particularly ravens and the cock, now the emblem of France; horses; the tree of life; dogs or wolves; a pair of snakes (c.f. Hermes's Caduceus and Abraxas); mistletoe; shoes (one of the dedications to the Lugoves was made by a shoemakers' guild; Lugus's Welsh counterpart Lleu (or Llew) Llaw Gyffes is described in the Welsh Triads as one of the "three golden shoemakers of the island of Britain"); and bags of money. He is often armed with a spear. He is frequently accompanied by his consort Rosmerta ("great provider"), who bears the ritual drink with which kingship was conferred (in Roman mythology). Unlike the Roman Mercury, who is always a youth, Gaulish Mercury is occasionally also represented as an old man...

Rübekeil[28] suggests that Lugus was a triune god, comprising Esus, Toutatis and Taranis, the three chief deities mentioned by Lucan (who, at the same time, makes no mention of Lugus), and that pre-Proto-Germanic tribes in contact with the Celts (possibly the Chatti) moulded aspects of Lugus into the Germanic god Wōdanaz i.e. that Gaulish Mercury gave rise to Germanic Mercury...

High places (Mercurii Montes), including Montmartre, the Puy-de-Dôme and the Mont de Sène, in France were all dedicated to him.”

Happy Wednesday!

Depiction of a triple faced Celtic deity, possibly the god Lugh/Lugus, from Reims, France 

[youabandcnedme-blog]

              “ i sacrificed my powers so i could sleep, ” he says, with dark circles under his eyes, proof that, powers or no powers, he still doesn’t sleep. 

that quote really get’s to me because j esus christ, charles. he couldn’t handle the pain/the nightmares/the thoughts constantly there, so he took the only way out without killing himself, and he took his powers away and yet, aND YET, sleep did not come. the nightmares still plagued his mind, but at least he wasn’t projecting anymore. at least everyone else could sleep. of course, hank hardly did, he was too busy working away in the lab and making sure charles was okay. hank cursed erik and raven under his breath every day, because jesus, charles is a mess, and hE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT TO DO-------he isn’t even sure if there’s anything he can do ; if charles will even allow him to. 

listen...i’m fine, okay? *whispers* i’m f ine