#goddess of purity

[romance-club-daily]

Romance Club MC's as Greek deities:

Audrey as Astrea:

Titan-Goddess of justice, innocence and purity ⚖️🌹✨

Astraea, also known as Astrea or Astraia, is the virgin goddess of justice, innocence, purity, and precision. Often called the "Star Goddess" or "Star Maiden," Astraea was a cherished deity who embodied all that was virtuous in the world. She is best known as the last immortal to live among humans during the Golden Age. Sadly, this utopian era did not endure. Horrified by humanity's decline, Astraea witnessed misery and wickedness pervade, eroding the innocence once prevalent. Among the last to remain with humans, she eventually departed when redemption seemed impossible, vowing never to return. The Ancient Greeks, along with many other cultures that have since recounted Astraea's story, hold onto the belief that the goddess will one day return to Earth, heralding a new Golden Age for mankind. Audrey was selected to embody Astraea due to her apparent link to the goddess, a connection that remains a mystery to this day (update).

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[marianokaz]

Hi Mayru!

[glitchdoesart]

Siblings am i right?

[discardead]

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Names

Alois. Divinesse. Divinity. Divein. Revrince. Revinity. Revine. Lacey. Purityse. Dollika. Dollie. Admira. Admiresth. Adollyne. Dolythe. Dollette. Dollyte. Puryne. Purithy. Saint. Serafine. Seraloise. Sainthly. Saintrel. Heino. Bjorn. Yven.

Pronouns

vo/vows. re/rev. di/div/divine. sae/sacred. dwo/dwolls. pwu/pwuppet. dwi/dwivine. che/cher/cherish. mi/mir. doll/dolly. sew/sews. se/ser. hie/hier. sai/saint. tre/thread. pup/puppet. en/engel. li/light. wi/wings. pu/pure. pwu/pwure. cu/cure. ce/cer.

Usernames

revrdoll. reverince. dollifiedgod. dollyfied. balljnts. hierarchys. saintred. sainthread. angellike. stringedolls. dollical. dollyholic. adorelith. adorelyth. divollia. dollivine. seraphydoll. ivorythe. vowslight. dolceary.

Titles

The Revered Doll. The most Admired one. The Highest Self. The Living Doll. The Light among the crowd. Prn* divinity. The one above the Hierarchy. The Thousand-years old Doll. The Goddess' reflections. Prn* angel-like beauty. Prn* Heavenly Adornment. The Seraphic Presence. The Doll of Celestial Whispers. The One Draped in Divinity.

[gingermintpepper]

hey I hope you’re doing ok!! For the ask game, 🌈? Also perhaps ☔️?💧, even?

Hello hello, thank you for participating ☆ Once again, I can't comment on whether or not this extract is particularly fluffy but I do think it's rather sweet and it's definitely romantic so I think it's good for filling out both 🌈 and 💧!! It's an extract from what I've tentatively dubbed my 'Women and Apollo' doc which is essentially just a big running document I have dedicated to exploring themes and dynamics between Apollo and the women he's been entangled with! This extract in particular is from my Melia section 🥰

The night is a cold sheet spread across her shoulders. She wakes in pieces; first, her flesh, bracketed between the raw heat of Phoebus' bare chest and the sharp sting of the night air's fangs, then her mind, pleasure's fleeting haze quickly swept aside by panic then worry then guilt. What would Kaanthos say if he could see her now, bare breasted and stained in a male-god's desire? What would Father? No doubt she would have to cede the seat of the temple to Kaanthos. How could a carnal woman serve the people after all? And her river - oh, her sweet river! Would his waters even deign to soothe her scales when she was so completely drenched in the scent of a sky-god?

How foolish she's been, throwing everything away just because of some sweet words and a pretty face. Maybe Kaanthos truly did deserve the temple after all. Maybe Melia didn't deserve such a treasure if she was so easily seduced.

She sniffles softly, slipping gently from Phoebus' loose grip. His heat wafts off his skin like the warmth of a well-tended hearth, it lingers in her bones as she kneels in the grass of this unfamiliar field. It makes the sear of shame dig that much deeper into her heart. Phoebus had listened well to her warnings. He'd carried her someplace far away from flowing water, somewhere distant where her brother's scrying eyes could not reach. The tears welling in her eyes finally fall as she turns this way and that, utterly and completely lost without a source of water to follow. How could she return now? Even she was not bold enough to have the man she planned to reject take her back to her father's house.

Stupid girl. Foolish. How could she have been so short sighted?

"Melia?"

His voice is laden with sleep's husk, his arm makes little grabs at the grass searching for her shape. She swallows her tears and bids her voice to not betray her, "Here I am, my lord. You may go back to sleep."

The mildest furrow of his brow. When he turns his head, his hair flows like rich golden oil over the dark grass, "Come here," his hand keeps searching for hers, patting the ground, dragging long fingers over the dirt and frowning when he does not find her. "It is not yet morning, why have you fled so far from my side?"

Melia cannot help but laugh at his visage, clumsy and squinty-eyed, less the graceful gentleman who promised her a taste of change and more a bumbling kitten desperate for its mother's teat. She wipes her tears as quickly as she can muster, "If you but open your eyes, I'm certain you would find me."

He makes a grumbling noise, some cross between a boar's grunt and the crow's deep bellow, "Is this another of your games? I'm much too tired for games Melia." Finally, his finger grazes the edge of her ankle and like a child, he lights up, eyes still stubbornly closed but smile positively radiant, "Ah, there you are!" Diligently, he traces the shape of her leg with his open palm, measuring the smoothness of her calf, the swell of her knee, the broadness of her thigh, then he lays his head upon her, cheek pressed close to her stomach, heated back like warm coals against her skin. "So cool," he murmurs and kisses her stomach, throws his arm around her waist and nuzzles further into her skin, "Tell me when you've need of the water -" a dreadfully wide yawn interrupts him. "- I'll fetch it for you."

Melia finds herself laughing again, just a tiny thing as she runs her fingers through the thick waves of his hair. What is she to do now?

As for a fic idea I'd like to talk about since I don't know if I'll ever write it: Among the many, many, many things I'd like to write but probably never will, I really wish I could just sit down and write a story about Tenes and Hemithea. There's a lot of reasons why I have no plans to ever properly tackle anything regarding the Iliad - chief of which being that there's just too much information and the amount of research would be insane - but a lot of what I would potentially focus on have to deal with people and places Apollo loves and his inability to protect those things throughout the conflict starting with Tenes. I absolutely adore exploring Apollo's paternity in my writing and considering how fiersome Tenes was and how both he and Troilus would die protecting their sisters, I've just always wanted to dig into an exploration of their lives and connection with their father and how Tenes' death specifically would've affected Apollo. Like yeah, I know Troilus is usually the point of focus for such works especially because of the manner in which he was killed, but Tenes was also beloved! Also considering he was originally punished for being falsely accused of sexually assaulting his stepmother, I can't help but want to write his wrath when he realises what it is Achilles intends to do to Hemithea. Alas though, I don't think I'l ever get to do more than think longingly about it, at least right now lmao.

[gothimgem]

dod1.3 sirene designs finally done

[arklay]

tagged by the beloveds @leviiackrman & @risingsh0t to make some of my ocs in these three picrews – thank you both so much, this was so fun and i live for symbolism and motifs! ♡

🐍 diana wesker (resident evil) / 🌻 mehlia tabris (dragon age) 🚁 dani haines (resident evil) / 🐺 ithrenil (the elder scrolls) 👑 reina (saints row) / 🪦 tereza ionescu (resident evil)

tagging: @aartyom @aceghosts @aelyosos @brujah @calenhads @cultistbase @denerims @druidgroves @faarkas @florbelles @girlbosselrond @indorilnerevarine @jendoe @leopardmuffinxo @lightwardens @liurnia @malefiicarum @morvaris @nadineross @nocticulas @nuclearstorms @phillipsgraves @shadowsofrose @solasan @swordcoasts @steelport@veisshaupt @voerman @wrymbloods & you! apologies for so many tags... as always, no pressure and let me know if you'd prefer to not be tagged in these things! ♡

[scytheral]

— MOREUSAi : A gender Related to Being a Goddess of Death && Madness , Despite being a Being Made of Purity && Innocence.

Coined by The Prince , requested by The Goddess.

[ Moreusai: a gender related to being a goddess of death and madness, despite being a being made of purity and innocence. / END PT. ]

Pronounciation: Mou-reu-sai

[th3oi]

Trying to limit who can and can not worship Artemis is a fruitless endeavour and only makes you look like a clown

[engagekiss]

do any heavenly kingdom residents know of a term for when one mirrors whatever attraction one feels towards them [ ex ; if somebeing tells you that they have queerplatonic feelings for you, then you will have queerplatonic feelings for them ], but with the addition of not understanding attraction in general …

[marianokaz]

Birds of wisdom and purity

Been meaning to draw Poe and Mayru together for a while since they have a much deeper relationship in my story.

[poicyss]

Purity sketch page btw she is soooo cute

[kalique]

if banks’ announcement tomorrow is some fuckshit like generations of women from the mid being back in stock AGAIN i’ll kill myself in front of her house

[brijkerasiya]

श्री तुलसी चालीसा हिंदी अर्थ सहित | Tulsi Chalisa with Hindi Meaning

श्री तुलसी चालीसा विडियो श्री तुलसी चालीसा || दोहा || श्री तुलसी महारानी, करूं विनय सिरनाय । जो मम हो संकट विकट, दीजै मात नशाय ।। || चौपाई || नमो नमो तुलसी महारानी । महिमा अमित न जाए बखानी ।। दियो विष्णु तुमको सनमाना । जग में छायो सुयश महाना ।। विष्णु प्रिया जय जयति भवानि । तिहूं लोक की हो सुखखानी ।। भगवत पूजा कर जो कोई । बिना तुम्हारे सफल न होई ।। जिन घर तव नहिं होय निवासा । उस पर करहिं विष्णु…

[freespiritlilith]

THIS is what i mean about witchblr bullying and general assholery in occult spaces FUCK THIS LOSER MAY LILITH STRIKE THAT FUCKER DOWN🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

@gay-jewish-bucky WHY are you targeting making fun of and being mean to ME ????? FUCK YOU FUCK YOUUUUUUUU LITERALLY POSTED W MY URL AND EVVVERYYHING I WANT LILITH TO SMASH YOU IN!!!!!!!! ur a meanie and an asshole i dont like people like u. so fucking rancid

seriously fuck you leave me alone Lilith means a lot to me and has a lot of meaning for me BEYOND whatever your comprehension of her is. Literally Lucifer is christians devil and Lilith might be yours too. But to me SHE IS GODS RIGHTEOUS FLAME OF JUSTICE!!!!! SHE IS THE FLAMING EIN SOF SO FUCK OFF !!!!!!!!!!