#helike

[12endigital]

La Asociación de Pobladores abre las puertas en la Rotonda del Parque con su Ágora Heliketana hasta el 15 de agosto

El alcalde, Pablo Ruz, la concejala de Festejos, Inma Mora y la teniente de alcalde, Aurora Rodil, han asistido hoy a la apertura de puertas de la Asociación de Pobladores en su Ágora Heliketana. “Me he quedado completamente sorprendida al entrar a la Rotonda del Parque y ver la gran escenificación que ha preparado la Asociación de Pobladores para inaugurar este recinto festero en la que, con…

[blueiscoool]

2,600-Year-Old Artifacts Found at Ancient Greek Cult Center

Around 2,600 years ago, the Greek city of Helike was destroyed when a violent earthquake and tsunami struck the region, leaving the city buried.

Archaeologists and researchers have pursued explorations of the city’s remains for decades, and recent excavations have begun uncovering more about Helike’s cult center, according to a news release from Greece’s Ministry of Culture.

Previous excavations of the site revealed an arched temple dating between 710 and 700 B.C., with a brick altar dating to 760 to 750 B.C., officials said. The latest round of excavations, from May 2 until June 23, focused on the remains of two more buildings and more religious remains.

Experts said the first building they explored dates to the eighth century B.C. It had pressed soil floors and an approximately 60- to 65-foot-long wall, and it appears to have been used in three different phases.

The remains of the second building included a temple-shaped stone foundation dating to the seventh7 or sixth century B.C., officials said.

It was filled with light pottery dating to the Archaic era — which lasted from around 800 B.C. until 479 B.C., according to the World History Encyclopedia — as well as clay figurines and a bronze snake head, archaeologists said. A clay wing that belonged to a depiction of a mythological figure was also found during the excavations.

East of the two buildings, researchers unearthed a number of artifacts dating to the eighth and ninth centuries B.C. Experts said these discoveries confirm the use of the space for religious purposes as early as 850 B.C.

Among their finds, archaeologists identified offerings to the sanctuary’s deity — Poseidon— including clay and bronze figurines, clay chariot wheels, bronze buckles and pins, iron weapons and a rare piece of a golden necklace, according to officials. Evidence of a second deity was also found at the site.

The building remains also revealed that the area was subjected to frequent floods, experts said. This finding indicates that its residents felt a connection to the area because rather than relocating, they continued to build and rebuild the site.

Archaeologists said they also found evidence of animal sacrifices, including goats, sheep and pigs, at the site. There was also indications of grape plant remains, pointing to the importance of wine for rituals at the sanctuary.

Helike was on the southwest shore of the Gulf of Corinth, according to the Helike Project. The Gulf of Corinth is about 66 miles northwest of Athens.

By Moira Ritter.

[tisinoodle]

Kairos Theodosian, inspired by Leyendecker.

More of that PGTE art I haven’t posted here yet!

As a side note, EE did give me permission to sell my PGTE fanart as prints. Let me know in the tags if you’re interested!

[gloopdimension]

orion vc AHH.. AT LAST.. SOME ME-TIME. He pulls up a chair thats comically small in comparison to him and he hunches over as he carefully types to navigate tothe wikipedia page for birds

[caracello]

oce getting stuck on dog training duty is gonna make me fucking lose it. ocelot cleaning dog pee off the ground hands and knees grumbling to himself while dd prances around him.

[deceiver-a-day]

The Judge Presiding Over Pelezacar Helike’s Case

• [x] attempts to uphold the law

• [x] has comprehensive knowledge of law and law history

• [x] has a personal bias

• [x] does not take bribes

• [x] is very, very tired

[realitajayasaktigroup]

Kolaborasi Asta Helix: Kunci Sukses Pelaksanaan Pilkada Serentak 2024

BELANEGARANEWS. ID, BOGOR ||  Kepala Badan Intelijen Negara (BIN) Muhammad Herindra menyampaikan, kolaborasi ‘Asta Helix’ adalah kunci untuk menyukseskan pelaksanaan Pemilihan Kepala Daerah (Pilkada) Serentak Tahun 2024. Hal ini disampaikan saat Panel keempat dengan tema “Stabilitas Politik, Hukum, dan Keamanan untuk Pilkada Serentak yang Aman dan Damai” pada acara Rapat Koordinasi Nasional…

[rendevous11]

#HELIX

A DNA molecule is made up of two linked strands that wind around each other to resemble a twisted ladder in a helix-like shape.

A helix is a twisted, spiral shape, like a corkscrew. In math, a helix is defined as "a curve in three-dimensional space." If you have ever seen a spiral staircase, you can envision the shape of a helix.

[eulchu]

why are you writing george a song

why wouldnt i

[animutate]

shoutout to this youtube comment under a video from like 2008 abt kmfdm performing in philadelphia that i got so autistic about it made me accidentally hit myself in the face 🙏

[lousiee]

HFSKJHGFJKGHSVNVH I WOKE UP 2 A TEXT FROMMY BEST FRIEND WHO I HAVENT SEEN OR TALKED 2 SINCE SEPTEMBER BECAYSE I FOUND HIS ADDRESS ON A SCRAP PAPER AND SENT ALEYTER AND HE TEXTED ME AND

[ringo-starr-daily]

please draw george kssing up on ringo and then helike fucking EXPLODES and dies or sometging pleaseplease

FATAL YAOI INCIDENT. NO SURVIVORS

[thecollectibles]

Helike by tahir tanis

[dapper-nahrwhale]

The biterrrrr

LMAO??? Get your boyfriend he's started biting they told him he's not allowed to kill anyone so we need to put him down sorry.

[gloopdimension]

smiles wide.Tell me about the orion route pretty please :)

IM AWAKE NOWWWW orions route is So fun to me. it starts w a fade from black into eitther 1a dsrk void 2his little tower 3the default whote that the sim uses for its theme(3rd is twhats in my head). He takes interest in the player primarily because they beat the gsme. and when youu replay it. its kind of like fucking with time really. looping it over again to do things differently and thereby creating a new timeline. lrion takes SO much interest in this bc while ppl create their own diff paths w the choices they make UNKNOWINGLY the player is doing it willingly and knowingly. itd start w a polite greeting and a stark(if thts the word) self awareness abt just whats happening and he inquires Just what do you think you will be getting up to? and from there u can either choose to be questioned.

or flip it around! which is thte primary way to get to the Flirting bits i think. theree is ONE sprite in my head that would be particularly unique when you successfully romance him(WHICH WOULD BE DIFFICULT. orion can have WILDLY varying reactions to this and that he is veerrrryy unstable as a guy!) and its vry silly i sgould draw it. orion when he catches on to the players goal hed attempt to be a charmer aswell(but thats a common demeanor of his) so itd be a silly little match of who beats who in this subtle little charming match(up to revision.)…or depending on if you picked other dialogue options. it could end with him stepping towards you Looming with you in his shadow and you have 5secs to pick this or that to get him to Quit cornering you or. well. i yhink it could either end in a comedic little bonk on the head or a VIOLENT death

[honeybeezgobzzzzz]

𓅨 Eros: Chapter Six

Eros: Married to Dream of the Endless, you find yourself sent back in time to Ancient Greece where you, unfortunately, meet Oneiros. Fresh off a divorce and drowning the sorrows of his son’s death by indulging in the Panathenaia, you find yourself trapped beneath the lustful gaze of your future husband. In your defense, he seduced you first…

Warnings: Even More Filth, Explicit Language, Explicit Material.

To Note: Morpheus x Wife!Reader, Time Travel, Oneiros is used for AncientGreek!Morpheus.

Word Count: ~3.0k

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Oneiros scowls at the brunch you attend days after your first bath together. He watches while you pretend not to notice and happily chat with Merope and Helike, no doubt sulking over the fact that he couldn’t ascertain any information on your background.

As the conversation flows and laughter fills the air, Oneiros' scowl deepens. His piercing gaze bores into you, making you squirm slightly in your seat. You can’t shake the feeling that he is searching for something in your eyes, something that would give away the secrets you are so desperate to conceal. To distract yourself, you turn your attention back to Merope, who is animatedly recounting a recent adventure she had embarked upon with Helike. Something about naked men, you think? But despite your best efforts to focus on her words, your mind keeps drifting back to Oneiros and the unsettling intensity of his stare. It is only a matter of time before he uncovers the truth you have fought so hard to bury. He is persistent like that. But you have gotten very good at distracting him with sex.

Lots of filthy, unadulterated sex that leaves you incredibly sore but more than satisfied and him, more importantly, distracted.

Merope's story about the naked men, while intriguing, can't fully capture your attention as Oneiros' gaze continues to linger on you like a heavy weight. You can feel the heat rising in your cheeks under his scrutiny, a telltale sign of your unease. Despite your practiced facade of nonchalance, the knowledge of the secrets you harbor simmers beneath the surface, threatening to spill over at any moment.

You excuse yourself from the table under the pretense of needing a refill on your wine, though in reality, you need a moment alone to collect your thoughts and steel yourself against Oneiros' relentless pursuit of the truth. The cool marble of the courtyard provides some solace as you lean against a pillar, trying to steady your racing heart.

Before long, footsteps approach, and you know without looking that it is him. Oneiros has always been able to find you, no matter where you try to hide. His presence is magnetic, drawing you in even closer when all you want to do is run. He leans against the pillar next to you, the scent of his cologne mingling with the faint aroma of wine that clings to his skin.

Fine then, you’ll just remove yourself from the brunch entirely!

You decide to make a swift exit from the courtyard, determined to distance yourself from Oneiros and his relentless pursuit of your past. As you briskly walk away from the brunch, your mind races with thoughts of how to evade his probing inquiries. A nearly impossible task at this point. The sun beats down on you as you navigate through the winding paths of the estate, seeking refuge in the lush gardens that sprawl beyond the main house.

You sigh in contentment upon seeing that the stone table is empty and the garden devoid of others. Coming to a slow stop near the center, you twist your hands together and purse your lips. It is a relief to have a moment of solitude, away from the prying eyes and relentless questions that seem to follow you wherever you go. The gentle rustle of leaves in the breeze and the distant chirping of birds provide a soothing backdrop to your racing thoughts. You close your eyes, willing your mind to calm so you can think clearly.

But as you stand there, trying to gather your composure, a voice cuts through the tranquility of the garden. "Running away won't solve anything," Oneiros' voice rings out, his tone a mixture of amusement and something else you can't quite place. Probably irritation at this point. You tense at his unexpected appearance, realizing that perhaps there is no escaping his persistent presence.

As if he would ever let you run away from your problems.

Turning slowly to face him, you find Oneiros standing a few feet away, his expression inscrutable as he studies you with those piercing silver-blue eyes. His casual demeanor belies the intensity that simmers beneath the surface.

“I am but taking a breather from company, my lord,” you reply, your voice steady despite the turmoil brewing within you. “It is a rather stuffy day, is it not?”

Oneiros takes a step closer, his gaze unwavering as he assesses you with a knowing look that sets your nerves on edge.

"But are you truly seeking solitude, or are you attempting to evade the inevitable?" he muses cryptically, his words hanging heavy in the air between you.

Inevitable? Not if you have anything to say about it.

“I would hardly call it inevitable,” you state before lifting your chin. "I have nothing to hide," you declare, though the hollow ring of your words betrays the lie.

“Nothing to hide, you say?” Oneiros’s voice is like velvet over steel, deceptively smooth yet carrying an underlying edge that sets your nerves on fire. Why does his voice have to turn you on? “Then why do you run, αστέρι μου? Why do you always find yourself on the brink of flight whenever the truth draws near?”

“Perhaps I simply like the chase,” you reply as nonchalantly as possible. Oneiros chuckles softly at your response, his eyes glinting with a mix of amusement and something darker that is unnerving. You double down. “You do not appear to be opposed.”

With a knowing smile, Oneiros closes the distance between you until there is barely a breath of space separating your bodies. The heat of his proximity sears through you, igniting a primal longing that you struggle to contain. His hand reaches out, a feather-light touch tracing the curve of your jaw before tilting your chin up to meet his gaze.

“You mistake pursuit for acquiescence, αστέρι μου,” he murmurs, his voice a low whisper that sends a thrill down your spine. “I can play this game for eternity if that is your wish.”

God damn your husband has game!

A flush creeps up your neck at his words, a mixture of desire and defiance swirling within you. But before you can form a retort, Oneiros leans in closer, his breath ghosting over your lips in a tantalizing caress. Time stretches between you, and in that moment, you can feel the intensity of his desire, a palpable energy that crackles between you like lightning. And then, with a flicker of challenge within his eyes, his lips descend upon yours in a kiss that is both fiery and tender.

His hand is in your hair, pushing your mouth to his as his tongue traces the edges of your lips before delving deep into your mouth. You moan softly, your body arching into his, feeling the hardness of his erection press against your thigh. Oneiros forces you into taking steps back, your feet stumbling over soft grass until your cartwheeling hands land on stone. The table.

An overwhelming rush of emotions consumes you as Oneiros' lips continually assault yours. You cling to him, gasping for air as your body trembles with desire. The intensity of the kiss leaves you dizzy and weak in the knees. Oneiros pulls back, his intense gaze holding you captive while he takes in every detail of your flushed face and the impact of his actions.

"Do you understand now, αστέρι μου?" he asks, the heat in his eyes communicating the demands hidden in his words. "I am not a game to be played. I am passion, I am dreams, I am everything you will ever crave and more." Well he wasn’t lying about that…

Your eyes flutter, the fire within you only growing stronger. “And yet I am the one holding your strings,” you breathe out, watching the clear enjoyment of your confidence flicker in his eyes. Hah! As if he’d let you get away with calling him a puppet! In less than a second, he has your body hoisted up and laying flat on the stone table, the skirts of your peplum thrust aside.

Oneiros' eyes never leave yours as he positions himself over you, the hunger and domination in his stare sending another wave of desire coursing through your veins. His hand reaches between your legs, and your breath hitches as his fingers gently brush against your cunt. "Do you really think you can control me, αστέρι μου?" he murmurs, his voice a low growl that ignites a flame within you.

Not exactly, but you can certainly distract him. It got you this far, had it not?

With a sudden, possessive urgency, Oneiros plunges into you, his hips grinding against your flesh in a perfect rhythm. You cry out, your body contorting in a mix of pleasure and pain as his desire consumes you in rapid fashion. The intensity of the moment leaves you breathless, your heart pounding as he continues to take you, driving deeper and deeper into your cunt.

With each forceful thrust, his hips roll against yours in an animalistic rhythm, unleashing torrents of pleasure that engulf every part of your being. Your body instinctively arches towards him, aching for more of his touch, desperate to be consumed by the intensity of his desire for you. One hand firmly grips your thigh while the other holds your wrist captive, tethering you to him as he relentlessly plunges into you with unwavering power and determination. The raw energy and passion between you builds with each movement, creating a fiery symphony of sensations that consume you completely.

Your orgasm builds fast, the pleasure mounting within you like a tidal wave. You throw your head back, the sensation of his hands and thighs pushing and pulling against your body until you whine almost incoherently. He switches the angle of his thrusts, hitting a spot deep within you that sends you spiraling into a world of pure ecstasy. With your entire body convulsing beneath him, your moans and cries grow loud until you are wailing as your orgasm crashes down upon you.

Oneiros sees the moment of your release and savors it, the sight of your body writhing beneath him stirring something deep within him. As you succumb to the delicious euphoria, he continues to drive pleasure inside you, driving himself deeper with each thrust, his cock pulsating with every beat of your heart. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and desire, the only sound in the garden the echoing of your heavy gasps and the slap of flesh against flesh.

You are lost in a hazy abyss of bliss, every cell in your body alight with the fire of passion. Oneiros' every movement pushes you further to the edge, his hands gripping your flesh with a raw intensity that matches the storm raging within your soul. Never has a connection been so strong, every breath you take becoming a testament to the unyielding power of his love.

You peak yet again, an agonizing cry of pleasure leaving your lips while your body shakes violently beneath his relentless onslaught. With one last powerful thrust, Oneiros groans out your name, Elpis, and a flicker of hatred spills into your aching heart. But it’s the name you have to live with for now. The hold upon your body loosens, and for a moment you think that he finally fucked all his irritation out.

Oh, he is far from done with you.

Muscles flex beneath the Grecian sun as Oneiros effortlessly sweeps you into his arms and strides back to the stone buildings. You can barely keep up with the halls and rooms he strides through, but you instantly recognize his bedchamber the moment he enters. Oneiros gently places you on the large bed, his eyes watching you ever so carefully as he begins to undo the little pins holding his tunic on his body.

As his tunic falls away, revealing his toned, muscular form, you feel a new wave of desire wash over you. You never get tired of admiring his form. Never. He steps closer to the bed, and you can feel the heat radiating from his body, the scent of his lust enveloping you. You prop yourself up onto your hands and look him up and down with a raised eyebrow.

“While I do appreciate your form, my lord, I am still clothed,” you remark arrogantly, gesturing to the chiton covering your body. He smirks at your comment, his eyes never leaving yours as he slowly begins to unwrap the fabric from your body. Each pass of his lithe fingers over your skin sends shivers of electricity through your body. When all the pins are gone, his fingers wrap around the fabric and swiftly pull it free from your body. He doesn’t bother appreciating your form for he already knows you rival Aphrodite.

His lips meet yours and the passion ignites once again. Your tongues dance together, exploring each other like you haven’t done so hundreds of times before. When Oneiros nips at your lower lip, you air out a moan that feeds the Endless’ insatiable hunger. His mouth finds its way down your neck, his lips and teeth leaving a trail of fire against your skin. You can't help but cry out in pleasure-pain as he claims the sensitive spot at the base of your throat with his teeth, determined to ensure that the mark already there, remains.

From there his mouth wanders, marking up your collarbones, teasing and nipping at the soft curves of your breasts, and suckling your nipples in such a way that you lose all sense of self-control. His hands explore your body as his lips return to ravage yours, leaving no part of you untouched. And yet, as much as you want to indulge in the delight of his mouth greedily drinking from your cunt, you need a break and feel a sliver of greed. With unexpected strength, you wrap your leg around Oneiros’ and use your body to reverse your positions, swinging your body until you sit perfectly perched upon his straining erection.

“You leave me starving, my lord,” you state, your tone near a low growl. Silver-blue eyes turn mercury as you scoot yourself backward, making room for you to feast upon your desired prize.

Oneiros gazes at you with a mixture of lust and hunger when you begin to lose yourself in the sinful act you both crave. Your lips part in anticipation, curving into a seductive smirk shortly before enveloping his throbbing cock.

His breath hitches as your skilled tongue dances around the tip, eliciting a soft groan that fills the room with a feral energy. Your lips then close around him, sucking gently as you slide down along his length, savoring every inch of his hardness.

You make sure to move your mouth slow, savoring every sensation and every sound he makes as you take him deep into your throat. He really does make the most beautiful sounds. Oneiros' hands tangle in your hair and pulls you closer with each stroke, his hips thrusting up to meet your deliberate pace. His action causes you to choke for a brief moment but you can’t bear to stop, not when he sounds so delicious.

Oneiros cannot hold back any longer, not with your bewitching lips and tongue carving out such divine pleasure. He thrusts his hips forward, claiming your throat with one final, deep thrust as he erupts inside your mouth. His seed pours down your throat and you force yourself to swallow, relishing the taste of him, and holding him tighter. Feeling extra devious, you make sure your eyes never leave his as the last drops of his seed spill down your throat.

Oneiros shudders as he pulls out of your throat and you almost melt when he caresses your throat. Licking your lips, you smirk at him while the taste of him lingers on your tongue, a sweet and salty reminder of the power you hold over an Endless.

"You are a goddess," Oneiros husks, his voice thick with both admiration and need.

You laugh softly, lips curving into a knowing smirk. You had plenty of time to figure out what drove him crazy, sucking him off was all too easy for you. "And you, my lord, are a delicious feast."

Oneiros chuckles, his eyes glittering with amusement and desire. "A feast I shall enjoy many times over," he promises, pulling you up to face him. His hand cups your cheeks and his thumbs gently trace the curve of your lips, enraptured by their sweet divinity. "But for now, I have another meal to satisfy."

He spins you around, pushing you against the soft bedding with impressive speed and ease. Your fingers dig into the sheets as he roughly positions you, your legs spread and your back arching. Oneiros grabs your hips, pulling you closer to him as he thrusts inside you, burying himself deep. Your breath hitches, the sensation overwhelming as he fills you completely. Are you not already raw and over-sensitized from your previous orgasms?

He begins to move, his thrusts slow and deliberate at first but quickly gaining speed and intensity. You cry out, your body trembling as the pleasure builds, a storm inside you waiting to break. Oneiros' hands grip your waist tightly, his thrusts even harder now with each stroke. You can feel his undiluted desire, the raw power coursing through him, connecting you with him in a way that leaves you breathless.

The anticipation of another orgasm builds, causing your heart to race and your breath to become shallow. One too many. You hold onto the sheets with a tight grip, your nails digging into the fabric as you surrender yourself to the intense pleasure. Your eyes flutter shut, consumed by the moment as Oneiros' skilled and rhythmic movements push you closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Your body ignites and you arch your back even further, thrusting back against him in rhythm. Oneiros groans, his own arousal heightening with every stroke, and you know that the climax is near. His hands tighten around your waist, pulling you closer, and you can feel another burst of desire course through him. With one final thrust, Oneiros releases inside you, the warmth of his seed spreading throughout your cunt.

You collapse onto the bed, your heart still pounding heavily in your chest. The sheet is tangled around your legs, but you don't have the energy to mind nor care. You are properly fucked.

Date Published: 6/5/24

Last Edit: 6/5/24

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