#greek panteon

[amiti-art]

Troilus design! (ft best dad Apollo) He's around 12 years old here.

Researching Troilus' story is not an easy task because unfortunately most of the ancient texts focused on him didn't survive and others only survived in fragments.

This story is brutal even for greek mythology standards so please keep that in mind if you want to continue reading this or do more research on your own.

Something that all of the versions seems to agree on is that he was a Trojan prince, son of queen Hecuba and was killed by Achilles. His father was either Apollo or Priam (Apollo fits more with the context of the story though).

Most of the versions also focus on Troilus' young age and he's often shown to be visibly shorter than Achilles on the vase paintings depicting his death.

The most popular version of the myth (which is also supported by ancient vase paintings) states that Troilus and his sister Polyxena (she's not preset in every version though) went outside of Troy on their horses and while they were at a fountain Achilles ambushed them.

Achilles then chased Troilus who tried to hide inside of Apollo's temple (possibly seeking his father's protection) but Achilles caught up to him and murdered Troilus either inside or in front of the temple and then brutally mutilated his body.

There 2 alternative reasons given for the murder:

1. There was a prophecy which said that if Troilus reached 21 years of age Troy would never fall.

2. Achilles fell in love with Troilus, tried to force himself on him and was enraged when the boy refused his advances. (This version seems to have more surviving evidence)

It could also be that the only reason that Achilles killed Troilus was the fact that he was a Trojan prince and therefore an enemy but this does not seem to fit with the brutality of the act.

Here are some vase paintings that show Troilus' death at the hands of Achilles

[julix41-blog]

~Deep down...~

~Deep down...~

First real post of an OC and it's from an outside fandom😅

I recently got VERY STRONGLY into the Record of Ragnarok fandom, and while the female characters leave a lot to be desired, I like how it adapts mythology. I decided to make my own version of a character from the Greek pantheon.

I present to you Scylla! The queen of the seas and the wife of Poseidon. She has the title of Amphitrite, which is the representation of calm seas (both for good and bad).

I adapted things from both the Amphitrite and Scylla myths to make this OC. Here's a summary:

🌊Scylla was a nymph who lived on the island of the powerful Goddess Circe, however she liked to have her own activities closer to the sea. That's how she ended up running into Poseidon on a couple of occasions, who although he is... Well. Poseidon, could afford these interactions thanks to her relationship with Circe.

🌊As time went by, the relationship became more serious, the courtship attempts began and there was no way Scylla would not be pleased with this, but then Glaucus arrived, a half-man, half-fish demigod. Glaucus fell in love with Scylla and tried to court her constantly, to an almost obsessive degree.

🌊When Scylla decided to be clear about her reason for rejecting Glaucus, he became enraged, and using Circe's interest in his strange anatomy as an excuse, he broke into her palace and stole one of her potions.

🌊Glaucus overturned the pool where Scylla used to bathe as a way of humiliating her, although he did not intend to turn her into a monster, he definitely wanted her to suffer for having rejected him. Scylla went from being a beautiful nymph to an unknown being with fish-like attributes and six eel heads.

🌊Glaucus tried to "comfort" Scylla, but just seeing him made Scylla so scared that she ran away from him in shame. She was missing for quite some time, hidden in the caves of an island in Sicily.

🌊 Poseidon found out about this and in order not to scare her, he sent several marine animals to try to calm Scylla and convince her to leave the cave, including a dolphin that managed to do so.

🌊Today, Scylla and Poseidon are surprisingly happily married. Poseidon enjoys the strength and power of Scylla's form and honestly doesn't see her as any less beautiful than before (don't say I said that--)

🌊Poseidon and Scylla have several children together, including: Triton, Polyphemus, Rhodo, Benthesikyme, Kymopoleia and Despena.

🌊Scylla likes to roam the calm seas and attack sailors who catch her eye or if they give her a good stimulation. She is still a woman with a strong character, vanity, pride and principles, but she also has an animal instinct that makes her act in a less premeditated way.

🌊She still maintains communication with Circe! and likes to bring her rare specimens like a cat bringing mice to its owner.

🌊Their heads are pseudo independent beings, they have personalities similar to hunting dogs.

🌊Symbols like the crown of this seashell and the dolphins are inspired by Amphitrite. While the jewelry on their tentacles/necks is a reference to Cardibis! who made whirlpools of water to attract their prey and was very close to Scylla.

I hope you like it!

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(ESPAÑOL)

primer post real de una oc y es de un fandom exterior😅

me meti hace poco CON MUCHA FUERZA en el fandom de Record of Ragnarok, y si bien los personajes femeninos dejan Mucho que desear, me gusta como adapta la mitología. decidi hacer mi propia versión de un personaje del panteon griego.

¡les presento a Escila! la reina de los mares y la esposa de Poseidon. tiene el titulo de Anfitrita, que es la representación de los mares tranquilos(tanto para bien como para mal).

Adapte cosas tanto de los mitos de Anfitrita como de Escila para hacer este Oc. aqui un resumen:

🌊Escila era una ninfa que vivia en la isla de la poderosa Diosa Circe, sin embargo le gustaba tener sus propias actividades mas cerca del mar. de esa forma se termino topando en un par de ocaciones con Poseidon, que si bien es...bueno. Poseidon, podia permitirse estas interacciones gracias a su relación con Circe.

🌊Con el pasar del tiempo la relación se fue haciendo mas seria, los intentos de cortejo empezaron y no habia forma en la cual Escila no estuviera complacida con esto, pero entonces llego Glauco, un semi dios mitad hombre mitad pez. Glauco se enamoro de Escila y trato de cortejarla constantemente, a un grado casi obsesivo.

🌊Cuando Escila decidio ser clara con su razon para rechazar a Glauco, el entro en colera, y usando de excusa el interes de Circe en su extraña anatomia, se metió en su palacio y robo una de sus posimas.

🌊Glauco volco la posima en donde Escila solia bañarse como una forma de humillarla, si bien no tenia la intención de convertirla en un monstruo, definitivamente queria que sufriera por haberlo rechazado. Escila paso de ser una hermksa ninfa a un ser desconocido con atributos de pez y seis cabezas de anguila.

🌊Glauco trato de "consolar" a Escila, pero el solo verlo hizo que Escila se asustara tanto que huyera de el en vergüenza. estuvo desaparecida bastante tiempo oculta en las cuevas de una isla de Sicilia.

🌊 Poseidon se entero de esto y para no asustarla mando varios animales marinos a tratar de calmar a Escila y convencerla de salir de la cueva, entre ellas un delfin que logro hacerlo.

🌊en la actualidad, Escila y Poseidon estan casado sorprendentemente de forma feliz. Poseidon disfruta de la fuerza y poder de la forma de Escila y, sinceramente, no la ve menos hermosa que antes(no digas que dije eso--)

🌊Poseidon y Escila tienen varios hijos juntos, entre ellos: Triton, Polifemo, Rhodo, Benthesikyme, Kymopoleia y Despena.

🌊Escila gusta de rondar por los mares tranquilos y atacar a los marineros que le llamen la atención o si le dan una buena estimulación. sigue siendo una mujer con un caracter fuerte, vanidad, orgullo y principios, pero también tiene un instinto animal que le hace actuar de forma menos premeditada.

🌊¡sigue manteniendo comunicación con Circe! y le gusta traerle especimenes raros como un gato trayendole ratones a su dueño.

🌊sus cabezas son seres pseudo independientes, tienen personalidades similares a perros de caza.

🌊Simbolos como la corona de esteella de mar y los deflines son inspiración de Anfitrite. mientras que la joyeria en sus tentaculos/cuellos es una referencia a Cardibis! que hacia remolinos de agua para atraer a sus presas y estaba muy cerca de Escila.

espero les guste!

[strange-creature1990]

Assigning Taylor Swift's discography to olympian gods

Since there are 12 main olympian gods (well, not really because there are different versions of what panteon consists of) I thought it would be fun to assign each album with it's greek mythology patron.

I left out Zeus, Hephaesteus and Hades because none of the albums were giving the right energy for them but this will of course change as new albums come out

TTPD - Hera - just because of how much female rage is in this album and how she talks about deceptiveness and unreliability of men (Down Bad, Who's afraid of little old me?, Black Dog, The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived)

Poseidon - 1989 - no matter if you look at it as the New York album or Los Angeles album, it's still giving a day at the seaside energy (Blank Space, Style, Out of the Woods, Slut!, Is it Over Now?)

Hestia - Debut - it has most down to earth lyrics, that are most about finding her place in the world lol (The Outside, Tied Together with a Smile, Mary's Song)

Dionysus - Midnights - this album is like a night full of wine, weed and fever (Levender Haze, Snow on the Beach, Bejeweled)

Apollo - Red - I fully believe Red is Taylor's Opus Magnum so assigning the god of poetry is accurate (All too well (10 minutes version))

Hermes - Speak Now - because Taylor herself said the songs were all about things she wanted to say but hasn't at the time, so they're like letters she finally decided to send (Speak now, Back to december, Dear John)

Ares - Reputation - this is when she was backed into a corner and decided to fight fiercely (Look what you made me do, I did something bad, Ready for it)

Atena - Fearless - this is when Taylor began her quest to take over the world and become the music industry (Fearless, Change, You belog with me)

Afrodyta - Lover - this one is as Taylor said a loveletter to love itself (Paper Rings, Daylight, All of the girls you loved before, Lover)

Demeter - Folklore - this album is all about nature and finding one's roots (epiphany, the last great american dynasty, seven)

Artemis - Evermore - this album is like taking a stroll in a moonlit forest (Willow, No Body No Crime)

[waeirfaahl]

Aku and mortals' myths

Here I already mentioned my thoughts about what the dragon-like creature is. However, I never covered this moment. Who is this? Is that some goddess or spirit?

It is a lady in a helmet and kimono.

Clearly some patron and kind deity. And the crown on her helmet is similar to the sun. And the offerings for this deity were clearly rice, placed in a bowl in her hands.

Maybe, it is some kind of Amaterasu, the goddess of the sun.

I find it interesting that although in Aku's world there's no abrahamic religions at all, hence no aggressive, arrogant and bloodthursty gods from these monotheistic religions (and I find it as a good sign and decision, for what Aku legitimately can be praised — he erased religious fanaticism, which existed in Middle Ages) — Aku, being the ruler of Earth, basically emperor (not a god, but an emperor), actually isn't against of some mythological beliefs of mortals, i.e. they still can worship to some ancient deities and spirits from myths with panteons of many gods (Greek, Scandinavian, Egyptian, Indian, Japanese, Tibetian).

Interesting, what size this pre-historic phone is? P.S. Could it be, that those weird female cultists from 5 season initially worshipped to this goddess many generations and centuries, until the new leader, being a cruel and power-hungry sorcerer bitch, temporarily decided to "change" their "patron" for her goals, sacrifising her family and own children for this? Like, their crowns, clothes are pretty similar. If you say "Wait, why the matriarchal tribe would change their patron to a genderless creature with male traits?" — well, as I said before, the leader was power-hungry, so for her it isn't problem for some time. Not to mention that Aku's ancestor could be more feminine, as well as Aku himself, being neither male nor female and later turning into human, was exactly a woman, Ikra the warrior. So, for the cult leader it isn't some serious problem.

[mariaantonnietta]

As a cancer I can't believe how so many people just makes fun of the myth. How the fuck it passes over so many people heads the amount of bravery it took for the crab to go against heracles. Who was winning against a hydra.

You think David is admirable for going against goliath, or in a modern example, for a player to go against the gods, for kratos to go againt the greek panteon.

Yes, he lost, yes, for heracles it was easy to kill him and it is describe as pathetic. But is the fight that is pathetic, not the action, as that big was the difference between both combatants strenght, that much bravery it took the crab to still help his godness and his hydra friend.

It doesn't deserve mockery.

[astroyongie]

Can you please help me find a deity too? Specifically in the greek panteon?

Sure! What do you seek to improve in your life ? Or what are your interests ?

[uni-magi-nation]

Working temporarily with the same deity as your friend? Check.

Having, said deity, chuck a glow stick at you because your friend ignored them? Also check.

[wiccatwolfart]

Love and war always go together. They are the peaks of human emotion! Evil and good, beauty and ugliness.

💖Happy Valentine’s Day!❣️ 🏛 This year I decided to draw Ares and Aphrodite 💕 Greek gods of love💗 and war parents of Cupid💘 💞 It was so hard to give them a look but I tried to draw them looking a bit like the statues and painting of them. 💓 🏺Hope you love them💝

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[vaultofqueenorion]

Take Me To Olympus #13

Aaaaaaand here’s the second update of tonight. This is our 13th chapter (my fav number!) and I like it a lot because it takes a closer look at some of my favorite characters.

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Of spells and schoolwork

It was an accident.

That didn’t make it less unfortunate. Or, well, like some of the others would have thought, less fortunate. 

Athena wiped her hands on her skirt, her flat shoes clattering as she kicked them away. The salty mixture in front of her had formed into a sigil. One that she instinctively knew, even if she would do her best not to. 

Today of all days. 

She didn’t know, but doing different experiments with texture and the general feel of different materials had the students listening more to her. At least some of them did. The ones that didn’t, she had prescribed with notebooks, to jot down their thoughts. Yet others used drawings or magnets, and some just stared into thin air. 

It didn’t really bother her, even if today had been a nightmare. Thomas and Arden had been in a fight - one that was much too hurtful for her to just let slip, and they’d been having dialogue about the impact of words for the last hour, drawing in experience from works and their impacts on the world.

Athena had frowned every time someone mentioned the scientists and philosophers of the Ancient Greeks. She’d had some … personal run-ins with most of them during her trips through the cities, and there was honestly not much to say about them. 

Or, so she thought. Because clearly, the deities had had a habit of judging mortals wrongly. 

Ah well, that mistake they would be able to change when they got home. Which Athena was beginning to hope would drag out. 

But apparently, the Fates had other things in mind. At least that was what seemed to be staring her right in the face, white powder and grains spilling down the table. Athena stared right back. 

And what was she supposed to do with this? It would evidently come down to it, she had no illusions about anything else. But she wasn’t prepared for it to happen so quickly. It had only been a few months, winter was barely settling outside, white flakes dribbling down from the skies as she turned her stare towards the window. 

“Athena, are you okay?” Aren looked legitimately worried about her, his forehead all scrunched up with worry lines as he looked at her. “Do you feel sick?”

Athena waved a hand, blinking a couple of times to get her eyes to focus once again. “I’m fine, Goddesses don’t get sick,” she said. 

He didn’t look convinced. 

Granted, there was a bit of a cold stirring in the pit of her stomach, but that came from the thing in front of her. It took her nothing more than a mere moment to commit the sigil to memory and then another for her hand to ‘accidentally’ wipe across it. 

That meant the conversation was finished. They would stay, at least for a little while. There was so much to learn here, so much to see, and she wouldn’t send them all back when they clearly needed to learn some of the lessons available here. 

The Fates knew she did. 

They must be laughing at her now. She used one foot to scratch at the itch that seemed to spread throughout her body, rubbing her calf with it. 

“I think we will pack up early today,” she said, her voice ringing out clearly in the classroom. There was a moment of stunned silence in which only a few of the students moved. “Go on, then. I will not be keeping you anymore.”

Then, after a few seconds. “Or would you rather that I simply give you work to do at home? I heard that you do so love the amounts that your other teachers saddle you with.”

That sent most of them almost running out the room, all of them smiling and giving her their goodbyes as they did. Aren didn’t move. 

“What is it?” Athena couldn’t keep the ice from her tone. She usually kept her cards close to herself, this was no different. They would learn. 

Aren coughed to clear up his throat. Athena suspected that it might be his way of showing nervosity, and she refrained from showing the tick that she knew was threatening to appear around her lips. 

“You just seem conflicted,” he said, finally, when she had thought that her patience would run out. She sighed in return, feeling the annoyance creeping up her spine. “Out of sorts in a way that I haven’t seen you before.”

Another dismissive wave of her hand. She was just about to dismiss him, the lie already lying in wait on her tongue, but as she looked at the pure curiosity and unmarred features, she turned. 

As if that could brace her for the words that were about to come out of her mouth.

“I am,” she said. A scowl had found its way to her face, the high ground of morality crumbling beneath her feet. “I have found something. Something that could make a lot of my - ah - friends very happy.”

A pause as she tried to formulate her thoughts, all the while cursing herself for it. Dramatics was usually not the way she went. 

“The trouble is that I find it better to keep it hidden from them, if nothing else then just for a little while longer. There is no doubt that they will eventually either find it for themselves, too, or, assuming I have been satisfied, will show them it myself.” 

She willed her hands to still, willed them to stop going for the hem of her skirt, willed her heart to listen to her. She became stone within stone. At least within herself, before she turned, facing the young man once again. 

“I would say,” he said, tasting the words, his face still crumpled in thought. With one hand, he tapped on the side of his thigh. “That it would be unnecessary to tell them right away. Gifts sometimes turn sweeter when they are given at the right time. But as with anything hidden, there can be a lot of anger involved when the ones you were hiding it from finally find out.”

When she didn’t answer, he gave her a lingering look before he grabbed his bag and went out the door. 

Athena didn’t go home until it had long since turned dark outside.

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She didn’t know how the others had done. There were so many intricacies - so many things that she needed to know and to read and to understand. It was as if she was learning her spellwork all over again

Hera felt like she was getting old. Older at least, because of course she couldn’t actually get old, and-

Her mind had been running non-stop for at least an hour now, and she was beginning to get sick of it. But she had managed to do at least most of what she needed. Taking the little cash she had left from Julia’s generosity, she’d gone to the store to find fabrics. 

It didn’t take her long to make quick work of it, her fingers delving over the smooth material with a cunning that she even surprised herself with. 

Proud was an understatement. Especially when she looked at the site she had pulled up. One of the internet sites - something in which she could sell her work. Now she just needed to figure out how she was supposed to bring her handiwork into the screen of the computer and out to the people who spoke to her from it. 

That was the hard part. Especially when Ares and Aphrodite had been throwing each other dirty looks from across the room for hours . 

She was just about to snap at them, when Hades walked in. Shadows followed him as he passed through the room, leaving blessed silence in their wake. 

Hera swallowed her smile at his misery when Ares and Aphrodite promptly began cussing each other out again soon after, the immediate danger having claimed. 

She focused on Hades, glancing at the veins that spread across his body, turning impossibly darker as the rest of him turned impossibly paler with each day that went by. 

She’d noticed it herself as well - the shimmers that sometimes coated her skin, skirting along the curve of her collarbone when she stared at herself in the mirror of her room, trying to glean just the slightest bit of Godly power. 

Her fingers still worked as she watched the God of the Dead, never once misstepping. It had become a sort of second nature for her to weave and sew and make the things that she did. 

A cover was what it was. Something that others would think she focused on while she took notice of the room. 

“Say what you have on your mind, Hera.” Hades, apparently, wasn’t one to fall for such tricks. She wondered, briefly, if he ever did the same. 

When he worked at perfecting his latest punishments, the slivers of thorns still in place in his clothes from where Persephone had trailed her fingers, was this what he really did. She supposed she should have seen it before. Should have taken notice of the older brother with the soft mouth and tired eyes. 

Eyes that looked like her own deep brown ones, staring emptily at her each evening before she headed to bed. 

“Our powers are returning,” was all she deigned to say. It was on her mind, sure, but it would never be as simple as that. Hades snorted in return, something flashing within the depths of his eyes before he turned his back to her.

He held up his arm, twisting it this way and that, regarding the crisscross pattern of darkness that webbed across him. 

“I suppose they are.” He said. They listened to Ares and Aphrodite some more, and Hera refused to give in to the silence that seemed to press in on her ears, filling her with emptiness as they began to ring. 

At long last she gave in. 

“You are not eager to return?”

There it was. The unsaid beast between them. Home. This had, in some way, become their home. Hera, at least, felt more safe here than she had ever done. Somehow at peace with the world. 

She didn’t know how she would react if she was the one to get the full extent of her spellcraft back first. She was aware that the others would look to her - she was the most well versed in trickery and the sorts - but she would not know whether she would let them in when she finally reached full power again. 

Something inside of her was snapping apart. One of the parts teetering very close to the edge of insanity, the other on something else. Something far more dangerous. 

Hades ripped her out of her thoughts with a huff, his eyes lighting up when he started speaking. 

“I am eager to get back to Persephone again. To tell her about the wonders of this world - about the ingenuity of the people she governs and the world that will once be the land beneath her feet.” 

So much danger in those sentences. Hades was walking along the edge of the knife, narrowly avoiding getting himself cut. He twisted, stared her down with a steady gaze that contained no malice, and Hera found herself smiling. 

A tentative one that one just managed to quirk the sides of her lips upwards, and it was a wholly involuntary thing that poked and prodded at her until she let it out. 

“I can understand that,” she said, voice rough with the promise that could have been given to her. She felt the cracks opening up in her facade at the sight of what stirred in Hades’ dark eyes. “And I hope that you will see your beloved soon.”

It was something other than pity that shone in them. Something she could not understand, but rather felt as it seeped into her, leaving lingering touches to what remained intact of her core. She let it, for a moment.

Then she shut herself down as she turned to her work, and felt Hades do the same on the couch. 

It was only much later that she realized what the map of crisscrossed webs she had woven looked like. 

[amiti-art]

Ganymede - the cup-bearer of the gods

[rusalka-studio]

inktober day 18: a snow globe bottle

prompts:

Inktober “bottle”

@facesanddolls “Artemis”

@paintdust “cave”

[alatismeni-theitsa]

Friendly questions to Tumblr’s Hellenic Polytheists:

Hellenic polytheists, would you like to explain to me why a lot of you focus on one Greek god (while believing in the pantheon/dodekatheon at the same time)? I am speaking about the devotee practice (I suppose it is called that). I want to know: How did it start? It was your initiative or you took it from ancient Greek tradition? I mean, was it common back then for an ancient Greek to be a devotee to someone or to focus mostly one one or two gods? If yes, do you have sources to support that? And if you devote yourself to one god do you also celebrate festivals and traditions for the other gods? (If your answer is “no” to the last question, then you are probably not a polytheist by the ancient and modern standards. But I want to see your opinion on that.)

If I agree or disagree with your practice, it doesn’t matter. My purpose is not to regulate anyone’s faith or the right to worship whatever they choose. Ι do get irritated in case someone worships only one Greek god and calls the rest criminals and rapists and still gets to call themselves a Hellenic Polytheist, but that’s not the post to discuss that. I only want to get informed about the Hellenic Polytheism community on the site.

[scottmarcbecker]

cerro cárcel, valparaíso, chile, 2017

[roxannetywe]

An introduction <3

English-

This is my first post, even if i dont have any followers right now, i hope someone can learn something here!

I have been in paganism for almost half a year, so i’m not a professional or a long-time experienced person at all, my only purpose is to share my experiences with all the people who want to read them, and answer as many questions as i can from my knowledge.

For a little know-me-more, i’m spanish and my pronouns are she/her. The deities i work with are from different pantheons:

- Greek:  Lord Hades, Lady Athena, Lord Apollo and Lord Ares.

- Nordic: Brother Loki

- Egyptian: Lord Anubis

(the honorary titles i gave them were given by them to me, so, for example, i have the permission for callin Loki “brother”, but he may not allow other people, so please always ask you deities before)

Since i have a very strong relationship with Lady Athena, she asked me to follow the path of priestesshood by her side, but i have not decide it yet, so this is not a place for me to only talk about her (even though i will be posting more about her) or for me to have a higher possition, its not the intention for this place.

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So, now that i have introduced myself and you know a little more about my pagan practice, lets talk about the witch side of me!

I’m not a specific type of witch, since i know mostly the basic and nothing more, but what i can say is that i work most with herbs in spells, some basic crystals (like quartz and amethyst) and different types of water (moon, sea, sun, etc).

On the other side, i do divination with tarot cards (Rider Waite tarot) and pendulums.

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I also have a little disclaimer, probably some people may think that you musn’t work with deities if you have less than x period of experience, but please, i know its them and i have protection and enough experinces to be capable to communicate and work with them, so please be polite with my practise if you dont think the same, thank you <3.

(I also ahve to apologize for my english, im not a native and there may be a lot of spelling mistakes)

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Español-

Esta es mi primera publicación, aunque todavía no tenga muchos seguidores, ¡espero que alguien pueda aprender algo gracias a este lugar!

He estado en el paganismo durante casi medio año, por lo que no soy una profesional ni una persona con mucha experiencia en absoluto, mi único propósito es compartir mis experiencias con todas las personas que quieran leerlas y responder a tantas preguntas como pueda desde mi conocimiento.

Para un poco más de info, soy española y me identifico como mujer. 

Las deidades con las que trabajo son de diferentes panteones:

- Griego: Lord Hades, Lady Atenea, Lord Apolo y Lord Ares.

- Nórdico: Hermano Loki

- Egipcio: Lord Anubis

(Los títulos honoríficos que les di fueron dados con su previo consentimiento, así que, por ejemplo, tengo permiso para llamar a Loki "hermano", pero es posible que él no lo permita a otras personas, así que por favor siempre pregúntale a tus deidades antes)

Como tengo una relación muy fuerte con Lady Atenea, ella me ofreció la oportunidad de convertirme en su sacerdotisa, pero aún no lo he decidido, así que este no es un lugar para que yo solo hable de ella (aunque lo haré y publicaré más sobre ella por que tengo bastante conocimiento sobre ello) o para que yo tenga una posición más alta, no es la intención de este lugar.

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Entonces, ahora que me he presentado y sabéis un poco más sobre mi práctica pagana, ¡hablemos del lado brujil!

Antes que nada, decir que no soy un tipo específico de bruja, ya que sé principalmente lo básico y nada más, pero lo que puedo decir es que trabajo más con hierbas en hechizos, algunos cristales básicos (como cuarzo y amatista) y diferentes tipos de agua (luna, mar, sol, etc.).

Por otro lado, hago adivinación con cartas del tarot (Tarot Rider Waite) y péndulos.

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También tengo que hacer un pequeño disclaimer: probablemente algunas personas pueden pensar que no debes trabajar con deidades si tienes menos de x período de experiencia, yo no lo rebato en absoluto, pero por favor, sé que son mis deidades y tengo la protección y la experiencia suficiente para ser capaz de comunicarme y trabajar con ellos, así que por favor sé cortés con mi práctica si no piensas lo mismo, gracias <3.

(También pido perdón por mi inglés y si hay alguna falta ortográfica)

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40 world ideas you can write about

A world where mythology is based on Marvel Comics/DC.

Medieval ages but with Greek panteon.

Everything is Aztec styled. Gold masks and aztec gods and idols.

Medieval Ages but it's Pangea and there are dinosaurs.

A world where your strength is as high as your intellect.

A world, merged from five others, their maps are just next to each other.

A world where everybody have different superpowers, but can use them only if nobody is looking.

A world where anyone can get fused with anybody into one creature.

A world where you can't get tired.

A world, where all your life you are gaining points, and when you get as much as years you have to live, you can become a god for a week.

A world where all the people look slightly the same: same hair, same eyes. Everybody wants to get personalised.

The year is 2000 but the culture (not technology) is like in Ancient Greece.

The year is 666 and it's the year evil forces got out of hell.

They found the absolute number Pi. The problem is, in the end, there is binary code for something.

God and Satan are real but they are just reincarnating souls with magical power.

People are getting genetically modified for flying in space. You don't want to do it. The Genmoded look like insects, and have no emotions.

Everybody in the world shrink 100x times. Now we all need to survive...

A world where moon and sun switched places.

Medieval Ages but without witch hunting. They can be used for good, right?

A world where every third is a werewolf. And every fifth - a reverse werewolf. (always werewolf but when moon comes turns human.)

A world where the moon is habitable and there are other people sub-races on it.

World, where every city is architected as Çatalhöyük, first homo sapiense city.

A world where until 15 you are an ordinary human, but after that need to be turned into fantasy race.

A world where Earth is a giant swamp and we use frogs instead of horses.

World where there are "layers" - worlds same as our but absolutely empty, without humans.

World based on Indian architecture. And their mythology.

Combine Japanese, Hawaiian and Spain cultures and habitats into one, and make a story of this world.

World where there are fifteen moons and two suns.

A world where God and Satan changed roles.

World where you can change your gender at will twice a year.

America is the only continent not involved into WW3. After two years - only continent where there are living people.

More and more boys are getting born. Today, only one out of fifty-one people is female. How the world's running now?

Scientist created a new kind of matter. It's Ether, and it's the key to magic.

A world where 1 minute of laughing makes you 1 month younger. Comedians are called youth makers. You can actually die of laughing, turning into helpless fetus.

World where you are looking the way you are thinking. You are brave? Get strong. Shy? Shrink. Thinking a lot? Head gets bigger. In love? Hair turns pink. In depression, people turn into monsters... And are so powerful armies are send to destroy them... Until you just understand the link between depression and monsters.

People can turn into animals, but nobody knows that. So when they turn by accident, they can't turn back. You can.

Morse code is used by spirits for communication. They use raindrops, birds an other. People know that and talk with spirits too.

A world where there are perfect landscape: southern from the equator there are a huge continent and southern a deep ocean. How it happened?

Gods are just too many. Billions and most of them are too strange... Like, ten-cat-headed dog with human arms instead of paws is... Too strange to be a god.

Unknown monsters attacked. They are dangerous, big and small, all terrifying. They infect people with monstrosity . But some, one out of 100.000 people can turn back and control the monster inside... You just got infected and didn't turn into a monster. Now what?