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DEITY MASTERLIST (PART TWO)

📿 Kuan Yin

Goddess of: mercy and compassion

Culture: Chinese/Buddhist

Symbols: vase, rosary, willow branch, fish basket, and pearls

Plants: lotus, willow, and bamboo

Animals: horse, peacock, dragon, and birds

Colours: white

Tarot: Judgment

Offerings: oranges, pomegranates, spices, oolong tea, incense, and love and compassion for both yourself and others

🌱 Lada

Goddess of: spring, beauty, love, and fertility

Culture: Slavic

Symbols: Lada Star, bells, and Spring Equinox

Plants: linden, dandelion, peony, and birch

Animals: lark, deer, ant, and eagle

Colours: red and white

Tarot: Page of Cups and The Lovers

Offerings: honey, music, mead, apples, sweets, lemon balm, cherries, and chestnuts

🌉 Lilith

Goddess of: love, demons, beauty, wisdom, life, rebirth, fertility, motherhood, inner-strength, illumination, mysteries, spiritual initiation, the night, and The Evening Star

Culture: Demonic

Symbols: sword, pentagram, scythe, moon, dragon, snake, crossroad, dark moon, and pentacle

Plants: apple, poisonous plants (belladonna, hemlock, and mugwort), sandalwood, rose, dandelion, red hibiscus, witch hazel, lilac, and patchouli

Animals: black cats, snakes, owls, dogs, spiders, bats, and goats

Colours: red, black, purple, blue, green, silver, and gold

Tarot: The Devil

Offerings: black candles, black stones, or black crystals, honey, champagne, seductive perfume, fancy jewelry, tea, exercise, having sex and/or masterbating, swords and daggers, pomegranates, dark chocolate, sex toys or other items related to sex and pleasure, dragon’s blood, flowers and herbs: lilies, red roses, sage, basil, mugwort, and rose, dancing, red wine, clay, depictions of owls, snakes, cats, dogs, bats, dragons, and spiders, mirrors, apples, red or black silk, and poetry.

🤘 Loki

God of: mischief and trickery

Culture: Norse

Symbols: serpents, wolves, ax, raven, masks, fire, Bjarken and Logr Runes, fishing nets, earthquakes, infinity snake and ouroboros, number 8, chaos star, runes that spell out his name: Laguz, Othala, Kenaz, Isa as well as the rune Hagalaz, and Helmet of Dread or the Helmet of Horror

Plants: mistletoe, birch, common Haircap moss (Loki’s Oats), bentgrass (Loki’s Grass), cinnamon, dandelion, beech, blackthorn, elder, elm, ivy, juniper, mullein, thistle, mint, holly, cedar, juniper, elder, clove, patchouli, tobacco, willow, and yew

Animals: salmon, crows, , ravens, falcon, vulture, flies, goats, flea, horses, wolves, foxes, and spiders

Colours: green, gold, black, violet, yellow, orange, and red

Tarot: The Fool, The Tower, The Devil, The Wheel of Fortune, Page of Cups, and Seven of Swords

Offerings: candles, especially black ones, incense, a musky or mysterious scent would be appropriate, red fruits or flowers, gems or metals, herbs, such as dill, ginger, and mugwort, art or poetry, toys, such as the ones you used to play with as a kid, acts of chaos, subversion, or mischief, flowers: daisies, roses, and lilies, crystals, hanging mistletoe at Yuletide, foods and drinks: sweet foods, alcohol, spicy rum, candy, mulled wine, chocolate with nuts or funny names, spongecake, coffee or other caffeinated beverages, honey, and pastries, knives and daggers, doing something you are scared of (safely), and cinnamon.

🌅 Lucifer

God of: illumination, light, darkness, change, rebirth, challenges, innovation, logic, truth, knowledge, wisdom, strategy, persuasion, revolution, luxury, pleasure, freedom, The Arts and The Morning Star (“Morning Star” is another name for the planet Venus)

Culture: Demonic, Pagan, and Greco-Roman

Symbols: Sigil of Lucifer, The Morning Star, violins and fiddles, dragons, wings, serpents, black goats, inverted pentagram, light, and the pentacle.

Plants: belladonna, mulberry, patchouli, myrrh, min, tobacco, marigold, lilies, hyacinth, rosemary, and black poppies, lavender, mint, blackberries, sage, apples, pomegranates, lilac, rose, black pepper, hyssop, gardenia, geranium, garlic, yarrow, and cypress.

Animals: black animals in general, snakes, spiders, ravens, wolves, dragons, eagles, crows, goats, bats, rats, moths, flies, peacocks, insects, and swans.

Colours: blue, red, black, gold, emerald green, and silver.

Tarot: The Devil.

Offerings: candles or torches, sweet treats like dark chocolate or pastries, red, black, or dead roses, incense like sage or cinnamon, red wine, whiskey, especially Jack Daniels, champagne, pomegranate/pomegranate juice, black tea, especially earl grey, cooked goat meat, venison, apples, honey, good quality cigars, tobacco, daggers and swords, silver rings, emeralds and emerald jewelry, goat horns, black feathers, seductive colognes, crow skulls, bone dice, devotional poetry and artwork, and classical music, especially violin.

🦁 Lugh

God of: the Sun, The Arts, storms, The Harvest, oaths, Kings, justice, craftsmanship, smithcraft, light, and warriors

Culture: Celtic

Symbols: spear, harp, and slingshot

Plants: apple, oak, hazel, holly, marigold, goldenrod, sunflower, carnation, rose, gorse, bay, basil, allspice, rosemary, and cinnamon

Animals: lion, horse, raven, stag, crow, hound, and lynx

Colours: brown, gold, yellow, green, red, and blue

Tarot: The Emperor, Justice, Strength, The Sun, and Suit of Wands

Offerings: wine, mead, apple cider, corn, bread, apples, berries, potatoes, beer, harvested fruits and vegetables, corn dolls, cloves, gorse flowers, and handmade crafts

🪐 Ma'at

Goddess of: truth, justice, cosmic order, harmony, wisdom, morality, and balance

Culture: Egyptian

Symbols: scales, ostrich feathers, Ankh

Plants: papyrus

Animals: vulture and ostrich

Colours: purple and black

Tarot: Justice, Temperance, and Judgment

Offerings: no drugs and alcohol, cold water, tea with milk, dates, plums, fish, chicken, olive oil, vinegar, hummus, barley biscuits, reeds, gold jewelry, and white linen.

🦭 Manannan Mac Lir

God of: the sea, weather, navigation, and Guardian of the Otherworld

Culture: Celtic

Symbols: cups, cloak, a silver branch with three golden apples on it, and mermaids

Plants: alder, apple, hazel, blackberry, bramble, reed, meadow grass, yellow flowers, and seaweed

Animals: horse, pig, cow, seal, crane, swan, boar, dog, dolphin, sea horse, and whale

Colours: blue, silver, and gold

Tarot: The Chariot

Offerings: yellow flowers, sea water, bread, ale, and mead.

🌒 Máni

God of: personification of the Moon and protector of children and the mentally ill

Culture: Norse

Symbols: silver, the Moon, and astrology

Plants: jasmine, carnations, night-blooming flowers, and aromatic flowers

Animals: horse, rabbit, and wolf

Colours: blue, silver, black, lavender, and white

Tarot: The Moon

Offerings: peppermint-flavored sweets, peppermint Tea, angel food cake, relaxing tea, and salt

♟️ Marduk

God of: justice, compassion, war, healing, magic, storms, and agriculture

Culture: Mesopotamian

Symbols: lightning, war chariot, and weapons

Plants: grain

Animals: horse, dog, dragon, and eagle

Colours: gold

Tarot: The Emperor

Offerings: beer, ale, daggers, golden jewelry, bread and grains, coffee, artwork and poetry, feathers, meat, and fruit.

🕯️ Medea

Goddess of: Witch and Priestess of Hecate, invoke for justice, vengeance, and protection

Culture: Greek

Symbols: poisons, cauldrons, and golden fleece

Plants: juniper, olive, and wolf’s bane

Animals: dragon and snake

Colours: gold and white

Tarot: The Magician

Offerings: wine, frankincense, milk, honey, poisons, artifacts of Witchcraft, flowers, and snake and dragon imagery.

🤰 Mokosh

Goddess of: spinning, weaving, fiber arts, moisture, shearing, protection, childbirth, spell casting, fate, fertility, life, death, and rebirth

Culture: Slavic

Symbols: mokosh tones, rain, solar and earthly symbols

Plants: local seasonal plants

Animals: sheep, cat, and horse

Colours: gold, white, and red

Tarot: The Empress

Offerings: personal needlework, wool and flax, grains and bread, salt, oilseeds, dairy, berries, eggs (especially Pisanki), porridge, milk, honey, herbs, fruits, vegetables, a lock of your own hair, and locally sourced seasonal crops.

☃️ Morana

Goddess of: winter, death, and rebirth

Culture: Slavic

Symbols: poppets (spell dolls) and water

Plants: evergreen, berries, grass, rosemary, cypress, wormwood, mandrake, and elderberry

Animals: snake

Colours: white, red, black, and grey

Tarot: Death

Offerings: tea, water, rocks, bones alcoholic beverages, bread, oats, seeds, fruit, and homemade foods and baked goods.

🪄 Morgan le Fay

Goddess of: Witchcraft

Culture: Welsh/Arthurian

Symbols: artifacts of Witchcraft

Plants: honeysuckle, henbane, reed, aspen, oak, and willow

Animals: crow, crane, raven, black dog, horse, cow, and wolf

Colours: red, black, and lavender

Tarot: The Moon and The Magician

Offerings: red ribbons, crow and raven feathers, whiskey, rum.

✊ Nemesis

Goddess of: retribution, fairness, and Punisher of Hubris

Culture: Greek

Symbols: sword, lash, dagger, scales, and apple branch

Plants: Apple Tree, Thistle

Animals: griffin and goose

Colours: red, black, silver, gold

Tarot: Justice

Offerings: wine, olive oil, water, fruit, honey, milk, feathers, apple seeds, apple blossoms, bones, scales, chains, daffodils and narcissus flowers.

😷 Nergal

God of: war, death, plagues and disease

Culture: Mesopotamian

Symbols: lion-headed Mace and sword

Plants: thistle, grapefruit, and pomegranate

Animals: lion, bull, and bat

Colours: red, black, silver, and gold

Tarot: The Tower, The Devil, and Death

Offerings: animal bones, thorn branches, bitter lemonade, absinthe, and pomegranate juice.

🏋️ Nike

Goddess of: victory

Culture: Greek

Symbols: balm branch, wings, a wreath, sash, and lyre

Plants: palm tree and laurel tree

Animals: horse

Colours: silver, gold, and blue

Tarot: Wheel of Fortune, Justice, and Strength

Offerings: feathers, trophies, medals, palm branches or leaves, and athletic equipment.

🪴 Ninhursag

Goddess of: the Earth, motherhood, childbirth, fertility, nourishment, agriculture, and vegetation

Culture: Mesopotamian

Symbols: omega symbol, bow, and mace

Plants: all grown vegetation

Animals: Cow, Lion, Fish, Serpent

Colours: green, gold, white, and silver

Tarot: The World, The Empress, Suit of Pentacles, and Queen of Pentacles

Offerings: wine, beer, fresh water, cooked fish, eggs, vegetarian foods, bread, honey, butter, myrrh, and all flowers.

🐚 Njord

God of: the sea, the wind, abundance, and wealth

Culture: Norse

Symbols: ships

Plants: avens, ferns, oak, oak moss, polypody, verbena, rosemary, reeds, and bay

Animals: fish and aquatic creatures

Colours: blue

Tarot: King of Cups

Offerings: fish, seafood, pork, chocolate coins, sea salt chocolate, dark beer, gin, golden items, beads, shells, tobacco, and fishing gear.

🌃 Nut

Goddess of: night

Culture: Egyptian

Symbols: Ankh and water pot

Plants: sycamore and fig

Animals: boar, cow, vulture, and hippo

Colours: dark blue

Tarot: The Star

Offerings: milk, cool water, star-shaped foods, blue goldstone, and blue flowers

🌌 Nyx

Goddess of: the night

Culture: Greek

Symbols: crescent moon, mist, darkness, and stars

Plants: poppies, night blooming lilies, moon flowers, and gladiolus

Animals: owl, crow, and bat

Colours: dark blue and black

Tarot: The Star

Offerings: milk, black coffee or tea, dark chocolate, silver jewelry, dragon fruit, dew gathered before the sun rises, wine, dark beer or liquors, and starry and celestial items.

📖 Odin

God of: wisdom, healing, death, royalty, the gallows, frenzy, knowledge, war, battle, victory, sorcery, poetry, and Runic alphabet

Culture: Norse

Symbols: valknut, right-legged horse (Sleipnir), wolves, ravens, spear (Gungnir), and the Othala Rune

Plants: mugwort, plantain, wormwood, chamomile, pine, apple, fennel, juniper, elfwort, and wotan’s herb

Animals: wolf, raven, snake, bear, and horse

Colours: grey, deep blue, and black

Tarot: The Hermit, The Magician, and The Hanged Man

Offerings: red wine, mead, beer, ale, quality alcohol, whiskey, smoked salmon, red meat, beef, leeks, asparagus, garlic, and honey

💦 Ọṣun / Oshun

Goddess of: water, purity, fertility, love, sensuality, freshwater, wealth, diplomacy, and The Osun River

Culture: Yoruba

Symbols: seashells, and amber beads

Plants: cinnamon, sunflowers, oranges, yellow squash, marigold, pumpkin, rosemary, and lantana

Animals: peacock, vulture, catfish, river fish in general, cricket, leopard, and crocodile

Colours: white, gold, amber, yellow, and coral

Tarot: The Empress

Offerings: honey (taste before you offer it) , bowl of water, flowers, seashells, beauty items, chamomile tea, cooked shrimp and spinach, yellow and orange fruits and vegetables, sliced orange drizzled with tasted cinnamon honey.

⚰️ Osiris

God of: the Underworld, death, resurrection, fertility, and agriculture

Culture: Egyptian

Symbols: crook and flail, atef crown, ostrich feathers, mummy gauze, and djed

Plants: willow, tamarisk tree, and many types of houseplants

Animals: bull, ostrich, and dog

Colours: black and green

Tarot: The Emperor, The Hierophant, The Lovers, The Hanged Man, Death, and Judgment

Offerings: green and black crystals, bread, beer, beef, bird meat, and nice clothing

🌫️ Ọya

Goddess of: weather, death and rebirth, a psychopomp, and patron of the Niger River

Culture: Yoruba

Symbols: lightning, sword, machete, and fly-whisk

Plants: akoko tree, camwood, camphor, cypress, marigold, and mimosa

Animals: water buffalo, antelope, sheep, and locust

Colours: purple, burgundy, and the rainbow

Tarot: Strength, The High Priestess, and The Empress

Offerings: starfruit, black-eyed peas, plums, purple grapes, mine eggplants is a traditional offering (or one eggplant sliced into nine pieces), and red wine

🐐 Pan

God of: the wild, shepherds, flocks, rustic music, fertility, hunters, mountains, forests, and meadows

Culture: Greek

Symbols: panpipes

Plants: Coriscan Pine, Water-reed, Pine Trees

Animals: goat

Colours: green, brown, and purple

Tarot: The Fool, The Lovers, The Devil, King of Pentacles, and Page of Pentacles

Offerings: pine cones, pine branches, animal bones, musical instruments (especially Woodwinds), milk, honey, and lamb or goat meat

�� Pele

Goddess of: volcanoes, fire, Land lightening

Culture: Hawaiian

Symbols: volcano, fire, and lava

Plants: ohi’a lehua, lehua lower, strawberry, sugar cane, tobacco, coconut, and pineapple

Animals: Hawaiian honeycreeper, sea turtle, fish, and white dogs

Colours: red, orange, yellow, green, and black

Tarot: The Tower and Suit of Wands

Offerings: fruits, flowers, forest plants, berries, vegetables, gin, and cigars

⚱️ Persephone

Goddess of: the Underworld and spring

Culture: Greek

Symbols: pomegranate, grain, torch, and flowers

Plants: asphodel wheat, willow, narcissus, lily, ivy, lily of the valley, daisy, and lavender

Animals: deer, bat, black ram, parrot, and monkey

Colours: green, black, light blue, purple, magenta, indigo, and yellow

Tarot: The Hermit, The Hanged Man, Death, Judgment, and Knight of Pentacles

Offerings: pomegranates/pomegranate juice, honey, floral tea, breads and sweets, flower crowns or arrangements, dark chocolate, flowers, crushed mint, animal bones, jewelry, and/or your artwork

🌊 Poseidon

God of: the sea, water, horses, and earthquakes

Culture: Greek

Symbols: trident

Plants: pine tree and wild celery

Animals: fish, dolphin, horse, and bull

Colours: blue, teal, green, and silver

Tarot: King of Cups and Suit of Cups

Offerings: ocean water, honey, olive oil, seaweed, white wine poured into water, wild celery, homemade seafood, seashells, sea salt, coral, mint, and sand

☀️ Ra

God of: creator god, and the sun

Culture: Egyptian

Symbols: sun disk, ankh, , and sceptre

Plants: citrus fruits, marigold, sunflower, papyrus, daisy, and lotus

Animals: falcon, lion, and eagle

Colours: yellow, gold, orange, red, and white

Tarot: The Emperor and The Sun

Offerings: fruit juice, citrus fruits, honey, water, beer, wine, bread, barley, figs, dates, chocolate, chicken or duck, beef, and frankincense.

🚢 Rán

Goddess of: the sea

Culture: Norse

Symbols: Fishing Nets, Stormy Seas

Plants: beech, buckthorn, elder, elm, ivy, juniper, willow, and yew

Animals: aquatic Animals

Colours: black an sea-green

Tarot: Queen of Cups

Offerings: clean up the ocean, seashells, fishing with a net, seafood, gold, coins, sea rocks, flowers, sand, seawater, bread? cakes, and mead

🐎 Rhiannon

Goddess of: the moon, horses, songbirds, wind, gates, and horseshoes

Culture: Welsh

Symbols: the moon, horseshoes, waning moon phases, gates, the winds, and the number 7

Plants: cedar, pine, narcissus, daffodils, pansies, rosemary, sage, bay, lavender, and all white flowers

Animals: horse, frog, dog, songbird, dragon, badger, and hummingbird

Colours: green, silver, black, white, grey, red, maroon, and brown

Tarot: The Moon

Offerings: soft-sounding music, a white candle with the number 7 carved into it, white flowers, apples, willow, ivy, evergreens, caring for horses, caring for dogs, and studying liminal spaces and astral work

💀 Santa Muerte

Goddess of: healing, protection, financial wellbeing, and the afterlife

Culture: Mexican

Symbols: scythe, globe, scales of justice, and oil lamp

Plants: fresh flowers, apples, and marigolds

Animals: owl, dogs, cats, dove, crows, and snakes

Colours: red, white, black, blue, and green

Tarot: Death

Offerings: cash, cigars, apples, tequila, cannabis, fresh water, candles, candy, fruit, roses, and bread

🌙 Selene

Goddess of: the Moon

Culture: Roman

Symbols: crescent, torch, chariot, billowing cloak, bull, stars, moon, horse, lunar cycle, torch, and bull horns

Plants: willow, moonflower, lavender, wisteria, oak, lilac, birch, rose, dandelion, and jasmine

Animals: horse, bull, mule, and ox

Incense: frankincense, rosemary, guaiac, orris root, and tonka bean

Colours: silver, blue, white, and grey

Tarot: The Moon, The Star, and Temperance

Offerings: white foods, moon water, dew, glitter/shiny objects, olive oil, flowers, fruit, moon-shaped things, water, honey, nephalia (wineless libation), milk, statues of horses, cakes, and crystals (moonstone, quartz, selenite, and pearl)

🦁 Sekhmet

Goddess of: war, destruction, healing, divine wrath, fire, and the sun

Culture: Egyptian

Symbols: the sun, scimitar, ankh, the desert, and pomegranates

Plants: carnation, rose, cloves, cinnamon, juniper, and orange blossoms

Animals: lion and cobra

Colours: red, gold, yellow, and white

Tarot: Strength, The Tower, and The Sun

Offerings: red wine, rum, beer, meats, bones, tobacco, wild cat skulls, weapons like daggers and swords, pomegranates, spicy foods, gold Jewelry, red Flowers, milk, blackberries, raspberries, mushrooms, and bread

💣 Set

God of: the sky, storms, the desert, disorder, war, foreigners, and a trickster God

Culture: Egyptian

Symbols: was sceptre and ankh

Plants: lettuce

Animals: hippopotamus, crocodile, scorpion, snapping turtle, wild pig, and donkey

Colours: red

Tarot: The Chariot, Death, and The Devil

Offerings: beer, whiskey, red wine, spicy foods, red meats, lettuce, shellfish, maces and daggers, bird eggs, cherries, dark chocolate, and shiny things

🪞 Sif

Goddess of: grain and fertility

Culture: Norse

Symbols: golden hair, loom, and mirror

Plants: birch, chamomile, fir, hawthorn, mugwort, rose, and willow

Animals: songbirds

Colours: gold and green

Tarot: Suit of Pentacles and Queen of Pentacles

Offerings: beer, honey, mead, grain, and bread

🎿 Skaði

Goddess of: winter, wilderness, mountains, bowhunting, and skiing

Culture: Norse

Symbols: skis, bow and arrows, snow, mountains, frost, and snowshoes

Plants: beech, blackthorn, elder, elm, ivy, juniper, mullein, and willow

Animals: wolf

Colours: white and brown

Tarot: The Hermit and Temperance

Offerings: vodka, traditional Scandinavian foods, meat from hunted animals (rabbit, deer, etc.), animal pelts, animal bones, and snow Water

🌞 Sol / Sunna

Goddess of: the Sun

Culture: Norse

Symbols: the Sun and gold

Plants: chamomile, cinnamon, corn, daisy, marigold, citrus fruits, rosemary, sunflower, and wheat

Animals: horse

Colours: gold, red, yellow, orange, white, and green

Tarot: The Sun

Offerings: mead, honey, bread, cider, and fruit juice

🪦 Thanatos

God of: personification of death

Culture: Greek

Symbols: sword, inverted torch, theta, wreath, wings

Plants: poppy and cypress

Animals: butterfly

Colours: black, silver, white, and purple

Tarot: Death

Offerings: (traditional liquid offerings are poured into the ground and food is buried), red wine, olive oil, water, honey, poppy seeds, black tea, dark chocolate, feathers, animal bones, snake skin, and graveyard dirt (collected respectfully)

🍃 The Dagda

God of: fertility, agriculture, strength, magic, druidry, wisdom, father-figure, King and Druid

Culture: Celtic

Symbols: club, cauldron, and harp

Plants: grains and oats

Animals: pig and bull

Colours: black, silver, white, and purple

Tarot: Strength, Wheel of Fortune, The World, King of Pentacles, King of Wands

Offerings: Porridge, Mead, Milk, Honey, Pork, Beef, Mutton, Music, and Laughter

Offerings: honey, olive oil, sweets, flowers, herbs, plants, bread, wheat, fruit, sunflower oil, beer, mead, spring water, vegetables, grains, and baked goods

🔮 The Morrigan

Goddess of: magic, battle, life and death, sovereignty, fresh water, prophecy, and fate

Culture: Celtic

Symbols: cloak, spear, chariot, sword, and shield

Plants: willow, aspen, rowan, snapdragon, hawthorn, yew, belladonna, mugwort, and nightshade (do not consume, handle with care!)

Animals: crow, raven, horse, eel, serpent, and wolf

Colours: red, black, white, blue, and green

Tarot: Suit of Swords, Queen of Swords, Justice, and Death

Offerings: red meat, red wine poured into the ground, apples, mead, milk, whiskey, storm water, crow feathers, knives and daggers, and artwork

🌩️ Thor

God of: thunder, lightning, strength, protection, fertility, masculinity, and protector of humanity

Culture: Norse

Symbols: Mjölnir

Plants: oak, garlic, onion, gorse, thistle, hawthorn, leeks, houseleek, mountain ash, hazel, pine, acorns, and oak moss

Animals: goat and bull

Colours: red, white, gold, and blue

Tarot: Strength and The Chariot

Offerings: hearty foods with lots of meat or onions, mead, beer, flattery, oak, whiskey, coffee, and honey

✒️ Thoth

God of: knowledge, wisdom, writing, mathematics, science, magic, truth, integrity, time, and the moon

Culture: Egyptian

Symbols: scales, papyrus scroll, stylus, crescent moon, and a pen

Plants: papyrus and sweet flag

Animals: ibis and baboon

Colours: white, blue, and teal

Tarot: The Magician, The Hierophant, The Star, and The Moon

Offerings: black tea, water, honey, blackberries, apricots, salmon, tuna, oranges (and orange-flavoured things), walnuts, cashews, quills, fountain pens, leather-bound books and journals, books you think he’d enjoy, silver, poetry, dark chocolate, whiskey, gin, mead, mint tea, and moon water

🗡️ Tyr

God of: war, lawgiver, justice, oaths

Culture: Norse

Symbols: weapons like arrows and spears

Plants: flowering spurge, holly, wolfsbane, and monkshood

Animals: wolf, bear, and eagle

Colours: red, silver, grey, and gold

Tarot: King of Swords

Offerings: wine, strong beer, salt, honey, bread, grains, beef, pork, and potatoes

🐄 Veles

God of: the Underworld, Earth, water, music, magic, trickery, cattle, and wealth

Culture: Slavic

Symbols: the symbol of Veles

Plants: willow

Animals: cow, bear, snake, wolf, dragon, and owl

Colours: gold, yellow, and red

Tarot: The Magician, The Hierophant, The Star, and The Moon

Offerings: cooked corn, bread, herbs (especially basil), wooden flutes and string instruments, black wool or fur, things carved from wood, coins, chicken, mistletoe, and music,

🌧️ Zeus

God of: King of the Gods, the sky, weather, law, order, justice, hospitality

Culture: Greek

Symbols: lightning bolt, cloud, sceptre, throne, and aegis

Plants: oak, olive, wild celery, artichoke, white poplar, and linden tree

Animals: eagle, bull, cuckoos, and swan

Colours: gold, yellow, blue, white, purple, and silver

Tarot: The Emperor, Justice, Wheel of Fortune, King of Swords, and The Fool

Offerings: wine, olive oil, water, honey, milk, red meat, bread and cakes, rainwater, golden objects, crowns, scales, eagle feathers, oak branches and leaves, beef or mutton, whiskey, and cinnamon.

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norse-pagan-side-blog · 12 days ago

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It has officially been 1 year since I started my Pagan journey.

Last year (2023) on Boxing Day, I came across the account @/oreamnosoddities on instagram reels. At the time the only religion i had been exposed to enough to be a practitioner of was Catholocism. I was raised and baptised Catholic, I was sent to a Catholic school that was borderline cult-indoctrination where we were banned from speaking of other gods and religions, and if we came across a book or any form of media that painted members of other religions in a favorable light, we were to report it so it could be removed from the school premises and the author would be permanently banned from discussion in the school. There were many aspects of this school that pushed me away from Catholocism, and I officially publicly declared myself as a non-catholic in 2020 at age 14. This did not go down well with my mother, as was expected. She stopped speaking to me for several weeks, and was more mad about that than finding out I'm transgender. She realised she no longer had religious control over me (she used religion as a form of punishment.) this caused a lot of tension between us, with her often forcing me to pray the rosary with her and go to mass with her.

Most teenagers enter their rebellious phase and decide to do drugs and underage drinking and sneaking out of the house, but for me, my form of rebellion was learning about other religions. It started small, with looking at posts muslim women would make about wearing hijab, but then somewhere down the line, i started consuming media that was banned in our home (Harry Potter - that was mostly fanfic and fanart, the Thor movies, Moana, and anything that had gods from other religions and pantheons in it because it was all banned) and at first, it was just learning about others. Other people's cultures and religions, and knowing my mother didn't want me to know all of this. She wanted me to remain relying on her for everything, but i didn't want that. And so, with everything I was learning, I began to distrust everything she said, distancing myself from religion, but then, 1 Year ago, I came across the instagram account from above, and I scrolled. And scrolled. And scrolled. And the more I watched, the more I realised i wanted that. I couldn't explain what *that* was, but i knew it was something I wanted. I didn't want the catholic holidays and the god who didn't want me, i wanted a god that cared and would listen. And soon I realised i was being reached out to by Loki, and so began my work.

As of now, it remains as only offerings and prayers, as I still live at home, but one day it may become more than that.

#baby pagan #lokean #pagan #loki #norse pagan #norse pagan journey

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sunnydaleherald · 3 months ago

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The Sunnydale Herald Newsletter, Saturday, September 28

GILES: That's the flora kua alaya. A native of Paraguay, if my botany serves. WILLOW: Is there anything you don't know everything about? GILES: Synchronized swimming. Complete mystery to me.

~~BtVS 7x01 “Lessons”~~

[Drabbles & Short Fiction]

Cherry on Top (Buffy, PG-13) by veronyxk84

Divine Comedy in the Pool of Lethe (Angel/Darla, E) by CoffeeHunt

Steamy Pleasure (Buffy/Willow, E) by TacoFett

not a rosary (Buffy/Faith, T) by watcherless

Mouthfuls of Thaumaturgy (Spike/Drusilla, E) by SomeKindOfADeviant

[Untitled] (Wesley, Spike, not rated) by fevers-and-emeto-oh-my

Raising the Stakes (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by cawthraven

[Chaptered Fiction]

The More Things Change..., Chapter 1/? (Buffy/Faith, Stargate xover, T) by storiwr

Be Back Before Dawn, Chapter 1/19 (Buffy/Spike, E) by Blissymbolics

The Right Swipe, Chapter 10/? (Buffy/Giles, E) by DancingAngel0013

Supporting Loki (and Thor), Chapter 16/18 (Willow, Buffy, Marvel xover, M) by SomeMeaninglessName

The Usurper, Chapter 3/4 (Buffy/OMC, Willow/OMC, Cordelia/OMC, E) by CambrianBeckett

Secrets That We Keep, Chapter 9/? (Ensemble, multiship, M) by NegaCorgi

One Girl in All the World, Chapter 44 (Buffy/Faith, T) by Brenna's Urbangirl Projects

The Adventures Of Cordelia Chase and Xander Lavelle Harris vol.4: New Beginning, Chapter 11 COMPLETE! (Xander, Anya, Cordelia, T) by Lizzy100

The Adventures Of Cordelia Chase and Xander Lavelle Harris vol.5: New Happenings, Chapter 6 COMPLETE! (Xander, Anya, Cordelia, T) by Lizzy100

[French Language] Infiltré, Chapter 16 COMPLETE! (Buffy/Spike, T) by MissKitty28

Soul Mate Magic, Chapter 7 (Giles/OC, M) by EmmaMBlack

Stupid Thing, Chapter 6 (Buffy/Spike, R) by Misti

Be Back Before Dawn, Chapter 1 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Blissymbolics

Little Light, Chapter 10 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by Melme1325

Supporting Loki (and Thor), Chapter 16 (Willow, Buffy, Marvel xover, M) by NobodyAtAll

To All We Guard, Chapter 26 (Buffy/Spike, NC-17) by simmony

1632 Revello Drive, Chapter 1 by MiaththeRed

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Gifset: Dawn Summers + Outfits (Season 5) (worksafe) by clarkgriffon

Gifset: Buffy Meme: [4/8 Episodes] 4x16 Who are you? (worksafe) by lovebvffys

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Moodboard: Buffy the vampire slayer 1997 – 2003 (worksafe) by la-was-here

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DIY Buffy Fashion: Fear, Itself Buffy costume (worksafe) by Nocturnal-Nycticebus

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Video: My Own Dance (Buffy/Spike, ensemble, T) by periru3, Tafadhali

[Reviews & Recaps]

PODCAST: Find the Snort (S4E22) by It Stakes Two

[Recs & In Search Of]

Coffee by MrsGordo (Buffy/Angel, M) recced by iwillrememberyoumarathon

ISO: Can anyone recommend a dress that looks like Buffy’s white dress in Prophecy Girl? requested by Agile-Heron6761

ISO: Chronological Spike/Angel Flashback FanEdit requested by reyalsyffub

[Community Announcements]

[18+ Ropleplay Community] SEEKING MUSES FROM BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER! by tinytownoregonrp

[Fandom Discussions]

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[reblog thread on 'how does a soul work' meta by trealtox] by ennairea

The buffy fandom would rather ship buffy x giles than bangel by becomingpart2

[anon ask] what’s your opinion on willow rosenberg? answered by sulietsexual

Anyway i’ve finished season 4 of buffy, but i already know more or less what will happen in later seasons [...] And now i swear i can’t even continue with the episodes because i just feel sick every time i think about what buffy has to go through by thecryofmadness

the cut between anya singing about xander to the present with a sword through her chest in s7 e5 selfless gets me EVERYTIME by canseethebrushstrokes

i just think the way spuffy flips the script on romcom tropes is so important by slugessence

willow standing on the rooftop away from the fight observing from a distance and telepathically telling everyone what to do by lesbianmarrow

i can’t imagine watching the last few episodes of btvs s5 and the last few episodes of angel s2 at the same time by lesbianmarrow

Can’t believe ppl think that Xander is the worst yet hail Spike when they are literally the same - creator’s pet/self-insert by prudeau

it’s actually so nuts to me that no one across both shows objects to giving angel the gem of amarra by moistvonlipwig

I love the amount of effort Spike and Angel put into their hair despite how difficult it would be for them to even know what they looked like by thequeenofsastiel

[anon ask] How’s it going with Buffy? A strong love/hate relationship already budding? answered by thetriangletattoo

To the older ones!! B&A question! continued by ILLYRIAN

Dead Things by Trixieswizzle

Why weren't slayers taught magic? by Grimdotdotdot

Continuity between I Was Made to Love You and The Body by Tuxedo_Mark

Slayer Logic? by Jonesybell

What’s an episode where you love the A-plot and hate the B-plot? by thetizzlewizzleshow

I don’t understand the complaints about Wesley’s attraction to Fred by DevilManRay

The show is fabulous at bizarre/shocking/funny cuts from 1 scene to another. Is there a better cut than the one from the end of Anya's song in "Selfless"? by Al_Bee

What happened to the left over bringers after the first was sealed off? by Pangeasrighthand

How does the First appear as Warren? by friendofathena

What perfume do you guys think Buffy/the characters would wear? by user230224

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I am i the only person who disliked the trio of nerds? In particular Andrew. by Prudent_Border5060

What do you think they would’ve done with Cordelia if she stayed on Buffy by DevilManRay

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lailoken · 2 years ago

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I'm planning on making a round of rosaries to sell my on my shop, since all but one are sold out at this point, and I have been thinking for a while I'd like to make a set of devotional beads that are dedicated to specific deities, spiritual traditions, or even concepts. As such, I'm curious to know what sorts of devotional beads people would be interested in seeing!

So, if you'd like to, reblog this with one or more types of devotional beads you think I should make and sell! Examples include things like 'a Rosary dedicated to Loki', 'a Rosary dedicated to ancestral worship', or 'a Rosary dedicated to the powers of Water'. Anything goes, so feel free to be as specific as you'd like! I guarantee to look at every single suggestion, and I will more than likely end up creating some of them in the end. :~)

#personal #traditional withcraft #witchcraft #witchcraft tools #magic tools #witch tools #ritual implements #rosaries #pagan rosary #witch rosary #devotional beads

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norcalbruja · 3 months ago

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Happy (late) Fuck Columbus Day

What's up, so yesterday I was heading to work and Loki told me "hey bro, get rid of that fucking cross in your car."

The cross/rosary in question was the one that my mom got me a few years ago, and I'm honestly surprised that it lasted this long. It used to be pink, and then it warped into a VERY faded lavender after about a month in the sun.

I don't really LIKE having a cross in the car because, you know... *gestures to paganism blog*, but since I live with my very Catholic mom and I am averse to conflict, I still worried about getting rid of the rosary in case Mom asked questions about it.

And Loki was like "She's not gonna ask QUESTIONS about whether you broke it intentionally, Cyborg! She's gonna assume it finally broke because it's been out in the sun for so long that it's fucking CHANGED COLOR. Anyway, fuck Columbus and Catholicism."

So I parked and went, "Okay then, time to break it and pretend to be annoyed when I get home."

I am constantly glad that I have a multi-tool in case I need a screwdriver, pliers, or a tiny knife, so I just used the pliers to break a link in the chain.

When I was at work, I actually got a decent amount of tips. A lot of people who wanted to BOWL instead of going to the beach probably knew that we, the employees, would rather have gone to the beach or chilled at home as well.

I suspected that Loki was behind it, so just in case, I thanked him for the extra money.

And he was like, "I didn't tell you to break the rosary so I could give you more tips. I told you to do it because you hate colonizers and you hate Catholicism, so not seeing a cross on your way to work is one less problem to deal with."

At home I brought the rosary inside and told Mom it broke, and she did indeed assume that it was hanging in the sun for too long.

Unfortunately she also said, "well, just fix it when you can and then put it back in the car." Maybe if she finds out the chain's link has actually broken apart, and there's no way to string the loose bead back on, she'll keep it.

Loki was unexpectedly reassuring. He just went "Hey, one day without a rosary in the car is still progress. You are willing to do stuff, even if other people send you back to square one. New year, new life, Cyborg. I will get you the fuck out of this place because it seems like nobody else wants to do it."

#personal gnosis #unverified personal gnosis #loki deity #loki laufeyjarson #fuck columbus

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leos-regression-cove · 2 years ago

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Can you please do one fic where Loki is brought back to life by Thor after he kills Thanos in wakanda as he goes for the head and has access to all stones, the stones gets destroyed in the process and thor is barely harmed but he manages to bring Loki back. This loki is an asgardian equivalent of a 3-4 year old. Now thor has a reason to live again.

Something to Live For

Chapters 1-4

Word count: 4,006

Stand Alone?: Additional chapters can be requested; Self contained as of posting.

Warnings: Blood/gore, canon typical violence, fainting, needles, medical setting, mention of past abuse, death (Thanos' death and Loki's revival)

Notes: Thank you so much for this request! I had an amazing time writing it! I hope you're as happy with it as I am!

Read it on AO3!:

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 1:

“Here! Drop us right here!” Rocket yelled.

Thor braced for impact and dropped Rocket and Groot down onto the battlefield with him.

It was nice to reunite with some old friends, Steve Rogers and the like but, talking in between killing some minor beasts was like killing wolves: there was nothing especially heroic or special about it. They didn’t need the mightiest Avenger for this…

There he was, the titan himself. Thor could barely see him through the trees, but purple and gold weren’t exactly camouflage colors.

Thor charged up Stormbreaker and aimed right for the monster’s head.

He was blown backward as it made impact, barely able to hang onto the handle-- no, wait-- entirely unable to hang onto the handle. He skidded on the dusty ground, landing on his side and scraping his arm over several sharp rocks, bruising a few ribs.

He jumped up as quickly as he could, ready to land a second or third hit but Thanos did not move.

The ax was shaken out and removed from in between his lifeless eyes.

No one could have survived that, Thor concluded. The top half of the blade had gone cleanly through, burying itself in a rock behind the titan’s head, that was beginning to look like a crushed melon.

Then, Thor saw the gauntlet, cracked and shattered like a cheap plastic, which only brought his eyes to the stones. They were splayed everywhere, all over the forest floor, smashed into tiny pieces.

Thor sank to his knees and pressed the shards to his chest.

The moment was gone. The light was dying from them, flickering and fading.

He brought them up to his forehead, not minding the sharp edges as he pressed them into his skin in a handful like a string of rosary beads, letting them cut him.

He knew the fight was over, but screams and sobs were still ever present and loud through the forest.

“C’mon… C’mon… please…” he mumbled under his breath.

Then, dust.

The ashes slipped through his fingertips as he doubled over, overcome with grief.

A hand pressed against his shoulder. “Thor… what did you do?”

“Wanda!” Thor cried, throwing his hands around the woman, mostly because she was the only face he saw. “I… I got him, but the stones...”

“You brought Loki back…?” she thought to ask. Over the death and casualties,Thor’s crying, the implications of the stones, that was all she could

The still body was lying limp a few feet away.

Thor’s eyes widened and he broke from the hug. “Did I?!” he asked. “Loki? Brother?! Can you hear me?” he rolled Loki over on the dirt to get a good look at his face.

Loki didn’t look dead, at least not in the same way he had been. His battle scars were mended, and the coloration in his face had been restored from a sickly purple to a pale, but rose dusted, porcelain.

He finally moved. He was breathing again.

He rubbed his eyes sleepily but didn’t directly respond, rolling over and going back to sleep.

Thor didn’t wait for him to sit up on his own, picking him up instead. Normally, Loki would have protested this, but he obviously needed to be looked at by a doctor, and Thor needed to tell the armies that the battle was over, they had won! He wasn’t about to leave his brother out here alone.

He put Loki over his shoulder, as if his brother were drunk, wearing his lanky body like a scarf.

“You brought Loki back and not Vision?!” she cried, overcome with grief.

Thor didn’t know what to say. He couldn’t! He only had one wish! And… Loki was the thing at the forefront of his mind. But those words didn’t come out. “I need to get him to a medic!” was all that he could say. No excuses, no explanations, just that.

The battlefield had largely quieted, but soldiers still stood on guard, waiting for another wave of enemies.

“We won!” Thor yelled as he passed. “I killed Thanos!” He wasn’t even sure if anyone heard him or if they understood, but in that moment, it felt like there were more pressing matters.

Blood from his own face spread to Loki’s as he ran towards the palace as fast as his legs would carry them, eventually using his ax to fly up to a balcony, landing in one of the grand rooms.

“You look awful!” Shuri was there to greet them.

“We need medical attention,” he breathed.

“He looks alright… You…? Come with me.”

Chapter 2:

“Just look him over! He’s been raised from the dead!”

“Raised from the dead?” She didn’t believe him. “I knew you Asgardians were superstitious but… even I--”

“With the stones! I brought him back, but they were broken. Please, just take a look at him. Make sure he’s okay-- that he’s real!”

Thor laid his brother down in the medical center. Loki moaned in his sleep as he was put on the cool table.

There were many warrior bodies around them.

If there was any place Thor felt he could trust, it was this one.

He kissed Loki’s forehead, leading the sickly looking God to rub his eyes and face feverishly again.

“Loki, I’ll be right back. You’re going to be fine.”

The Wakandan girl paused. “You should be lying down, too!” she protested.

“I have something else to take care of first.”

A crowd, mostly of familiar faces, had formed outside the door. Thor could hear them talking.

“What did you do?!” several of them asked at all different rates, ranges, and tones, ranging from overjoyed to horrified.

“I killed Thanos!” he bragged, running his finger along the side of his axeblade. “Struck him right in the middle of his forehead.” He chuckled as if it were a goal in a sports game and not the defeat of the universe’s greatest threat.

“What about Loki?!” Wanda asked, angrily.

“Loki?” several voices asked.

“You brought Loki back?” Steve Rogers asked.

“The stones were breaking and dying! What else was I supposed to do?”

“Oh, I don’t know Thor, maybe not bring back the monster that destroyed New York?” Tony Stark was being radioed in through someone’s phone.

“He’s my brother! And he’s changed! Banner can attest!”

Bruce Banner paused as all the eyes in the room shifted to him. “Uh, yeah… I mean, he helped everyone evacuate during the destruction of Asgard. He cares about his people.”

“That should’ve been Vision,” Wanda snarled. “That should’ve been him and you know it!”

“He’s a villain, Thor,” Natasha suggested. “I don’t see why one good deed at the end of his life would change that.”

Thor’s cheeks began to burn red. “What do you want me to do?”

“Mr. Odinson?”

“Kill him again?”

“Mr. Odinson?” the same voice asked, pulling on his cape.

“Imprison him forever?”

“Mr. Odinson!”

“What?!” Thor whipped around.

“It’s your brother,” a doctor told him.

Thor turned around without excusing himself, but found himself followed.

Loki was covered in blankets, but he was sitting up halfway and definitely alert, albeit terrified and tearful.

“We just need to take some blood. Can you distract him?”

“Distract him? Loki, you don’t need me to distract you,” he said in a warm, hushed tone.

Loki’s eyes only grew wider and more distressed, looking between Thor’s bloodied appearance, and the multitude of people ranging from enemies to strangers only a few feet away, all staring at him.

“We suggest using this,” the doctor said, handing Thor a deck of laminated cards held together by a ring at the corner. “Just read from the back. Just keep him distracted.”

“Oh my god, he came back wrong, didn’t he?” Tony asked.

“Silence him!” Thor commanded. “He didn’t ‘come back wrong’ he’s just afraid! Leave us!”

“No, Thor, something’s definitely wrong…” Banner agreed, looking over the doctor’s notes.

“He didn’t ‘come back wrong’!” Thor roared. His head was starting to pound as the world felt distant. Everything felt like it was underwater.

Loki actually began to cry this time, softly sobbing and beginning to hyperventilate.

Maybe something was wrong with Loki. Maybe he did come back wrong. Maybe the wish was wasted…

Thor collapsed.

“Thor? Thor!” A bright light shone in Thor’s eyes.

He murmured and placed a hand over his eyes, shielding them from the blinding glow. “He’s up!” Bruce Banner said to someone behind him.

Thor sat up on a bed adjacent to Loki.

He felt around for the bruised ribs and headaches, but even the minor cuts and scrapes had been fixed. But that didn’t matter to him now.

“Is he alright?” Thor asked.

“We… think so,” Banner replied.

Thor got up to see what the fuss was about.

Loki wasn’t distressed or crying any longer, but he still wasn’t the Loki Thor had come to recognize. The crease of his arm was bandaged and he was kicking the blankets excitedly as Bruce Banner talked to him, still asking him about the cards he had handed Thor earlier. “How many of the monkeys have hats. Can you count for me?”

“Thor!” Loki shouted, putting his hands up when he saw his brother.

“Can I move him?” Thor whispered.

“Yeah, he’s not hooked up to anything right now,” the Wakandan doctor behind them replied.

Loki screamed and laughed as he was lifted into his brother’s arms. “Thor! I gotted candy!” he exclaimed, showing his brother a chewed green sucker.

“Wow, that’s quite exciting,” Thor agreed. “Do you remember anything from earlier?” he thought to ask.

Loki shifted uncomfortably. “You was mad… and everyone mad…” he answered.

“Before that… Do you remember me? Asgard? Banner?” he pointed at Bruce, “Do you remember our friend Bruce Banner?”

Very slowly, Loki began to nod.

“Uh, Thor?” Bruce interrupted. “I talked to the doctors and we want to keep Loki in for further evaluations. Just for a couple nights.”

Thor raised his eyebrows worriedly, silently asking why.

“Take a look at this scan we just did…” he handed Thor a tablet screen full of diagrams and information in tiny little text before realizing he wouldn’t be able to make heads or tails of it alone. “That is Loki's prefrontal cortex. It does emotional regulation, decision making, and most logic processes.”

“Is there something wrong with it?”

“Well… it’s not damaged, but compared to yours or mine, it’s definitely different… Here, look at this. These are his synapses, they make connections and help us learn. You have a regular amount for an Asgardian, mine are normal for an adult human, but check this out! Look at this! Loki has over double!”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying that Loki’s brain has gone back in time. It’s not caught up with the rest of him. He’s…” Banner sputtered trying to think up the right way to explain this when human age milestones wouldn’t register to the god. “He’s a kid! He’s not even ready for preschool yet.”

“Will he… grow out of it?” Thor asked.

“Yeah eventually. It doesn’t look like permanent damage, but you’re essentially re-raising him. It looks like he’s going to grow up like a normal, healthy, Asgardian--Jotunn just… in this body.”

Thor brushed that off. “Loki’s form is simply an illusion. It’ll change. He’ll shift out of it to something more suitable in due time.”

“I hope so, but until then, we just want to keep him under observation here in the palace. And… uh… well, I guess if you’re his guardian, you too.”

Chapter 3:

Thor set Loki down outside the medical rooms and let him hold his hand. Most Avengers who didn’t have other immediate priorities were still there, waiting and talking in a large sitting room. A couple more had even joined from remote areas of the battle.

Most, if not all, eyes turned to them when they entered.

“Loki, can you be good and sit here for a few moments?” Thor asked. “Just um…” the room was devoid of toys or decorations of any sort. “Maybe take in the view while I take care of some things?”

Loki’s eyebrows knitted together and he grumbled. “I wanna stay with you!” he whined, clinging onto Thor’s arm.

Thor sighed. “Okay… stay with me or go play… Whatever you wish.”

He led Loki through the crowd and towards a small bar where he promptly poured himself a beer and reached over the counter for whatever non-alcoholic fruit juice they might have.

Curious or even hostile glares softened with confusion as Loki asked his brother about the spinny seats of the barstools and if they could go play outside later together, and if Thor wanted to play healer so he could be like Dr. Banner or Shuri.

Individuals began to whisper to one another as Thor agreed and chuckled at the inane suggestions before handing Loki his cup.

“Can you be patient with me brother, so I may speak with my friends first?”

Loki bit his cheek. “Okay…”

Before Thor could find his own seat, Loki had already begun striking up conversations with the group of acquaintances and strangers.

“Hi, I’m Loki. What’s your name?” he asked Peter Parker excitedly.

The poor boy paused and neighboring heroes also listened in. Peter barely knew Thor, so as far as Thor was aware, the lad’s only knowledge of Loki was probably just the past misdeeds from when Loki was not himself… well, he wasn’t himself now, but in a very different way. “Uh… I’m Peter.”

“Do you want to play spaceships?”

Peter looked between Natasha and Tony for guidance.

“We’re a little bit busy right now,” Nat answered, making her best sad face to really show him that she regretted saying it. “Do you think we could play later?”

Loki looked a little hurt but didn’t say anything else. He moved on to the next group, introducing himself enthusiastically and asking if they could play.

Thor did his best to reiterate what he had just been told. Loki’s brain had changed but his outside appearance hadn’t caught up with it yet, and he was going to take care of him.

Wanda’s seething hatred had buckled into a slight satisfaction with this twist of fate.

“Kid talks a mile a minute,” Steve Rogers leaned in to whisper to Thor, grinning. There was a charm to it.

“Hi! I’m Loki!” The little one greeted the Guardians of the Galaxy. “Can we play a game?”

“Ah jeez, not a great time, kid,” Rocket answered, rubbing the back of his fuzzy head.

Mantis leaned in. “He lost a friend he really loved,” she whispered, pointing to Quill. “We are all feeling sad together,” she told him.

“Oh…” Loki said, backing away with his eyes on Peter Quill. He didn’t like feeling sad very much.

Loki introduced himself to one last group. “I’m Loki!” he said, not even beginning with a “hello” this time.

“Hey, Loki. I don’t think we’ve met! I’m Sam, and this is Bucky.”

Loki lit up hopefully. “Will you play a game with me?”

“Loki, maybe they’ll play if you remember the magic word. Do you know what that is?” Thor asked.

Loki struggled for a moment and conjured a little bit of green sparkles.

“No, not those ones. What did mother always say when she wanted you to be polite?”

“Please!” Loki clapped, excitedly remembering the word. “Will you play please?”

“Yeah, buddy, what do you want to play?” Sam asked. He shrugged when Bucky tried to fight him about it.

“Um… pretend I’m a fish and you’re the fisherpeople.” Loki got down onto the floor and began to wiggle on his belly.

A few adults, including Thor, watched curiously as Sam mimed throwing out a fishing line.

“And then pretend I was really a mermaid!-- Bucky you’re in the water-- you’re going to drown!” Loki fretted as Bucky stood up.

“Uh… I have a boat!” Bucky tried moving across the room to refill his glass.

“No you don’t!” Loki whined.

“Loki, he’s on time-out, bud, he’s taking a break,” Sam tried to explain.

Loki scowled over at Bucky before returning to his game. “I’m a mermaid,” he repeated before pretending to pull on the line.

Sam mimed reeling it in and really struggling.

Loki crawled up onto Bucky’s empty chair, flapping his fresh-out-of-water fin tail.

“You need to get that kid a paint book,” Bucky commented to Thor.

“I just may…”

“Loki?” Thor asked, once he felt that business had been ironed out well enough. Thanos was dead, and everyone, well, almost everyone, could get back to their normal lives or rebuild what was left.

Loki peeked up. He was no longer a sick, dying, mermaid who had fallen for a handsome fisherman, but was back to himself. The game was over.

“We’re going to go. Say goodbye to our teammates.”

Loki made another lap of the room saying goodbye to everyone.

He was acting like a little prince again, doing his best to be friendly, cordial and jovial. He was back in a time before he realized Thor was the one being groomed for the throne. Before the bitterness had set in or the beatings had started about how he “should’ve known better”.

“Are you ready to go?” Thor asked him, with a proud smile.

Loki grasped his hand as tight as he could, as if he were scared to ever let go again.

Chapter 4:

Thor and Loki’s assigned room in the palace was, just like every other room: modern to a fault.

The windows were large and overlooked a beautiful, sunny countryside, and the bedsheets were soft and pressed. But it was ultimately empty except for the two queen-sized beds.

To be fair, the palace on Asgard had been empty, too. Just a different kind of empty. A familiar empty.

However, in the corner back of the room, there was something. A little corner of clutter with everything a little prince may ever need: easy reading books, toddler-proof board books, toys that ranged in age from six months to six years, and even some furniture or toys meant for one smaller in physical size, just in case Loki’s form caught up with his head.

The little prince didn’t seem to understand that though, immediately sitting down on his knees to play with a ball-popping lawn mower and investigate a ride-on toy without seeming to understand he was just too big!

Someone knocked on the door.

“King T’Challa!” Thor greeted him.

“Hello King Thor! Are you adjusting okay? Do you need anything?”

“You’ve already done so much today your majesty, there’s nothing we need--”

That’s when Loki spoke up: “When’s dinner? I’m hungry!” he whined dramatically.

“Will you be joining us for dinner or eating in here?”

Thor looked back at Loki. “In here would be preferable for tonight… Can we join you tomorrow maybe?” he asked.

“Of course! Dinner will be here at 8:30,” he answered.

Thor tried not to raise his eyebrows. 8:30? That was so late! On Asgard they ate at four or five… six at latest! How was he supposed to get Loki to bed at a reasonable time with dinner being served then?! “Perfect!” Thor exclaimed. “Do you know of anywhere we can get a snack maybe a little before that?”

The king made him aware of a refrigerator and stout pantry cupboard that disappeared into the wall, activated with a hand motion.

Thor nodded, pretending not to be impressed. “Thank you,” he said awkwardly… “I knew that was there…”

T’Challa raised an eyebrow. “Let me know if you need anything else,” the king said. “I want you both to be comfortable.” He left without saying another word. The gesture of formality and diplomacy had been performed.

Thor turned around after shutting the door. “Loki! Loki, don’t touch that!” he called, noticing the child standing on his tippy toes and hopping to try to reach a small, barely noticeable camera.

He pulled Loki away and waved to the camera apologetically.

Loki kicked to escape.

“It’s so you don’t get hurt! It’s just the doctors! See? ‘Hi Banner!’” he said.

Loki wasn’t convinced.

“Why don’t we get that snack? I need one, too.” Maybe a food distraction would be enough.

Loki took out a box from the wall pantry.

“What are those?” Thor asked.

Loki enthusiastically showed him the tin full of frosted biscuit cookies.

Sugar, Thor thought, pure sugar. But, if there was ever a time for Loki to stuff himself with such cheap delicacies, that time was right now.

Loki opened the lid, tossed it aside and began to eat.

Thor was barely able to sneak his hand in and nab one.

“Not too many,” he reminded Loki. “We are having dinner soon.”

Loki furrowed his brows and looked down at the empty papers in the bottom of the tin. “No,” he whined.

“Yes! And you’ll get a tummy ache, too!”

“No tummy ache!” Loki squealed, distressed by the thought.

“You will if you don’t slow down.”

Loki stopped with the cookie he was about to put in his mouth and set it down.

“We’ll finish it off after dinner. Promise,” Thor said. “But why don’t we play with some of those new toys while we wait?”

Loki had an awkward way of moving now. His mind was having trouble controlling his movements in such a lanky, tall body.

Thor almost wanted to verbally suggest shrinking down but… he’d wait-- just a little bit. Maybe Loki would take care of it on his own or maybe the doctors could help. For now, Thor was happy to just observe and try to help his little brother.

“Gonna draw!” Loki squeaked, pulling out an iron filing board with its attached magnet pen.

“Can I help?” Thor asked.

“Mh… No,” Loki concluded. “Thor can’t see!” He retreated to the back of the room, squeezing himself behind the rocking chair.

Thor hated to admit that it did slightly hurt… just a little. But he wasn’t about to lose his head over something like this. He was Loki’s guardian now and his main duty was to make the little one feel safe. How could he feel safe if his brute king of a big brother was going to yell at him for asking for alone time? So Thor kept his mouth shut.

Loki drew for a while. A long while. Thor was surprised he hadn’t broken focus. It had been nearly an hour. The little one’s attention span was even longer than his own. Every now and again he heard a shifting noise or a frustrated grunt of Loki pulling a plastic tab to clear the board, but he never screamed, threw a fit, or even looked back at his brother. The boy was on a mission.

Finally, Loki propped himself up, and ran into Thor’s line of vision. “Done! All done!” he cheered. “Thor see! Thor lookit!”

“I get to see?!” Thor asked, rolling over on his bed and turning off the television.

“Yeah! Just for Thor!”

All of Thor’s exhausted malaise drained from him and was replaced with a childish enthusiasm to look at Loki’s art.

“Is a snake! And you!”

Thor took the drawing pad from him to get a closer look.

Although it was hard to discern, as Thor himself was a barely-identifiable circle filled with other shapes and lines, he was pretty sure that the snake was biting him.

“I love it! I love it, I love it, I love it! Come here you!”

Thor pulled Loki up onto the bed and into his lap, cuddling him close. “It’s so good, brother, I shall cherish it forever!”

Loki screamed before breaking out into giggles as Thor roughed him up and squeezed him in a far-too-tight headlock in a squeeze of pure love.

And then, when given the chance, Loki squeezed him back.

And in that moment, Thor knew that no matter what happened next, he had Loki, and Loki loved him. And he was never going to let go of him again.

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wkilofficial · 2 years ago

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@wkilofficial I know *nothing* about the mechanisms or In The Green but I love a good analysis/comparison of music and especially when there’s concept albums involved!! Your tags were very informative but please can you tell us more about the Mechanisms and In the Green Vs MCR and Danger Days

YEAHHHHHHH okay okay okay let's fucking do thisss

the mechanisms feature less in this Analysis post bc they're just. band that makes me go batshit insane. but to explain what they are briefly!! they were a. steampunk cabaret?? that's probably the genre. band that ran for about ten years that made story albums that were like. reduxes of famous mythologies and folk tales, often re-scoring and rewriting prior folk songs to do so. their main four albums are, in turn, a grimm's fairytales sci-fi epic, a sort of jazzy steampunk retelling of the odyssey, a western redux of arthurian legend, and a rock opera style album of norse mythology leading up to ragnarok. and i Love folk songs and modern interpretations and the genders of the band are truly so soothing to experience (loki being a she/her character played by a he/him gnc man being in a lesbian relationship with sigyn, a she/her character played by a they/them fat person of color, is still so important to me). and i can't rlly sum them up in one post?? but i recommend their music to any literature nerds shjshjs

BUT ANYWAY ONTO WHAT I'M HERE FOR

in the green, in a brief summary, is an experimental musical about hildegard von bingen that deals a Lot with trauma and abuse and recovery as it relates to a religious and misogynistic society (12th century catholic europe!). and its cast is five people playing two characters: hildegard's Eye, Hand, and Mouth, representing how trauma at a young age fractured her and made her feel broken and disconnected from herself (her aspects can fight and bicker and have wills of their own and never really sing in harmony), and jutta's Main Persona and her Shadow, the representation of her abuse and trauma that she's kept buried far underground. the music of the show is really stripped back? it's drums, electric bass, cello, dulcimer, and a looper pedal that allows jutta to layer her voice and harmonize with herself in Really Neat Ways. BUT AS IT RELATES TO MCR. it's kind of a couple different ways?

thematically, itg shares a Lot of ideas about perpetuating the cycles of abuse and also does a lot with Catholicism? i made a web-weaving post about this awhile back (linked here) but it's like. jutta gets to be free of the consequences of her abuse of hildegard because she dies. she gets to cling to that virtue while hildegard has to shoulder the burden of her teachings of "repress and work and the trauma will go away". so i think a lot about "from the razor to the rosary" and "i'm taking back the life you stole" and just like. catholicism themes and living your life in spite of what you've faced?? idk it's hildegard experiencing this life changing event at such a young age and then being taught In Isolation that the best way to deal with it is to ignore it because acknowledging it will destroy her. and then discovering that she Can acknowledge it and that's the best way to recover but the woman who taught her the opposite Dies before she can share what she's learned. jutta gets to die before the cycle of abuse she perpetuated can catch her. she dies just when she learns how she could've fixed herself. he (jutta) gets to die a saint but she (hildegard) will always be the whore y'know?

and then the OTHER similarity is just. lyrics? i'm just straight up gonna post itg lyrics that sound like they could be mcr lyrics right here:

plucked from the harvest, before you start to rot / thrust in the darkness, where everything is not / you were not born to live, you were born to be forgive / you were not born to live, you were born to be forgiven - death ceremony

isn't she lucky? she is the lucky one / she will be the seed that grows without the sun / hallelujah and amen, amen / hallelujah for the dead, amen / isn't she lucky? she is the lucky one / she will know of death before her life is done / hallelujah, amen, amen / hallelujah for the dead, amen - death ceremony

i will never go back / there's nothing out there for me / i'm here to find the truth, and the truth will set me free / because if i can teach you how to be whole / i will see the light / that is my goal / when i see the light, i will be free / when i see the light, i will erase my history / for good, and i will be made new / and i will be among the few / and i will be of virtue - the rule

[JUTTA] it isn't easy work. you have to get down in the dirt. [HILDEGARD] i can do that! [JUTTA] can you? [HILDEGARD] i will / i will work until I die, if I have to. [JUTTA] that's the right attitude. - the rule

i feel a bubbling in my blood / and if it boils will i drown in the flood? / i feel an overwhelming need / to put my own flesh between my teeth / i am hungry / on what can i feed? - i am hungry

i'm scared of what i feel / maybe it isn't real, but / i'm scared of who i am / a monster masquerading as a lamb - i am hungry

you have to learn how to hold your breath / you have to learn how to feel some death / this flesh is a thicket / so weed out all that's wicked / the feeling that you feel's an unwelcome guest - eve

keep the beast in a cage / on a leash / keep her locked in the cage / don't let her speak / she will scream in the cage / she will shout / let her die in the cage / don't let her out - eve

[HILDEGARD] but why dig a grave? i'm not dead! [JUTTA] are you sure that you're alive instead? [HILDEGARD] i don't know what you mean. [JUTTA] might you be somewhere in between? / outwardly living, but broken inside? / working and working while trying to hide / the feeling that you've done something wrong? / this is where you belong! / i understand what you're going through / no one out there wanted you. - little life

but when you sacrifice / give up giving in to want / you have nothing to lose if everything's gone / when life is darkness / death is dawn / life is better in death - little life

i’m not going back / i’ll run until i die / and when i can no longer run / i’ll teach myself to fly - in the green (sidenote. favorite lyric in the show, possibly ever)

my heart is a stone / my body is not my own / my heart is a stone / my body is not my own - in the green

you must be / just like me / i do not fit anywhere up there / i carry a memory / it makes me hideous / hazardous, insidious, but / underground i’m at ease - underground

you must be / just like me / tired of holding back all your widening cracks / if you carry a memory / it’s too much to bear / broke you beyond repair, then / underground in the dark / you don’t have to try anymore - underground

underground, you can be / a creature without a name / underground, you can stay with me / with your memory - underground

but you came to the underground / and walked right through your shadows / somehow in the underground / you took something obscure / made uncertainty secure / in the poison found the cure / a spark - light undercover (sidenote sidenote. this is just an ft willz poem line)

where, oh where has my mind gone? / are my feet on the ground or six feet down? / where, oh where has the time gone? / every day is a year / is a night and round and round - the ripening

haven't i done all the things I'm supposed to? / i know what i'm meant to be / and i'm grateful for the blessing / of this body that is rotting / all i've ever wanted is to be free - the ripening

wow that's. a lot of lyrics about guilt and catholicism and category 10 woman moments. ONTO THE DD SIMILARITIES

in the green and danger days are both about. people stuck in a hostile society doing what little they can to assert control over their lives?? in dd, batt city and the desert are literally deadly and the way to rebel against the scorching sun and the enforced Sameness and Separation is to be Bright and Loud and Love As Fiercely As Possible. it's basically a death wish, to refuse to conform in a world that sees vibrancy as a crime, but the killjoys refuse to be a part of that great machine that makes up their world. in the same way, jutta is a character given a horrible hand: arranged marriage (that she runs away from) and an assault that she can tell no one about. so her only way to assert control over her life is to say No to participating in the world at all. she forcibly shuts herself away from Everyone because that was the one thing she could Do Of Her Own Will. she finds power in isolating herself because it was a decision She Could Make. the world was not meant to be kind to her and so she took the only true choice available and refused it entirely. both of these courses of actions are direct contrast to the societies the stories are set in and both of these courses are deadly but also Freeing because They Made Their Choice. no one else made it for them. the killjoys rebel by being as loud as possible, forcing the world to look at them. jutta rebels by removing herself from the world as totally as possible, forcing the world to forget her until she forgot herself. she found freedom in the cell because it was a choice she got to make.

SORRY THAT WAS RLLY LONG BUT WAAAAUGH I LOVE THESE BANDS AND THIS MUSIC

#asks #ghost of zone 3 #anonymous #in the green #the mechanisms #in case you couldn't tell i'm a jutta kinnie 😔

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lokahjarta · 1 year ago

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SHUT UP THE GNOME IS SUCH A GOOD IDEA!! that is so cute I'm obsessed! I've actually been looking for ways to incorporate an honoring of the spirit of the plant into my practice since I use weed so regularly as does the rest of my household.

To add, I will often give rosaries to Loki. I'm not sure why sometimes. I think We just think they're neat. Maybe sometime in the future he'll show me why :)

My mother got me a St. Michael (the archangel) medallion. But little does she know that I'm going to make it protective with Norse magick. Checkmate bc witchcraft is creative, no matter the image you are intending to be a vessel.

#das rheingold #perhaps #or an act of radical synchronicity and rejection of/reintegration of a inherited belief system #truthfully I think something is being Hidden from me #a delightful little puzzle :)

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distracteddream · 2 months ago

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Okay, since it’s OW’s birthday, I’m highlighting this scene from my fic “It’s a Love Story” since I wrote the date to coincide with his birthday. (Link to full fic below!)

And where had that new found acceptance of himself led him? Sitting on Mobius’ sofa, picking nervously at one of the cupcakes he had brought to celebrate Mobius’ birthday. Mobius had teased him for the celebration, but he blew out the candle Loki had lit for him all the same. Infuriatingly, the other reverend had refused to share what he’d wished for, saying that it would never come true if he said it aloud. Loki was extremely curious but Mobius couldn’t be persuaded to share.

Mobius finished his cupcake, setting aside the plate with a satisfied smile. “Thanks, Loki. This was a great way to cap off my birthday!”

Loki hummed as he gave up the pretense of eating his own cupcake. “I would have thought you’d prefer a big party truthfully.”

Mobius shrugged and settled back into the sofa cushions. “I enjoy a party, but I enjoy my current company more. Quality over quantity, yeah?”

Loki felt his ears go pink at the compliment. “Thank you. I, ah, I have one last thing for you.” Loki dug into the pocket of his trousers and pulled out a small wooden box. He turned it over in his hand. “I wanted to get you something. To say thank you. Again.” He held it out to Mobius. “I wanted to give you a token of how much having you in my life has meant these last few months.”

Mobius’ eyes were soft as he took the box. “You didn’t need to do that.”

“I wanted to,” Loki repeated.

Mobius brushed his thumb over the lid, seeming like he wanted to say something. In the end, he chose not to, carefully opening the box. Tucked inside was a simple rosewood rosary. The faint smell of roses wafted from the box when Mobius lifted the rosary out to take a better look.

“Wow.” His fingers ran over the beads and chain down to cup the crucifix in his palm. “A rosary? I’ve never had one. This is beautiful. Afraid I don’t know the prayers though. You’ll have to teach me.”

Loki beamed at the reverence with which Mobius regarded his gift, his anxiety easing. “You truly like it?” Mobius nodded. Loki shifted to sit closer, almost leaning into Mobius. So close he could smell the rosewood better and with it, the scent of Mobius’ cologne and the sugar clinging to the corner of his mouth.

Loki traced the parts of the rosary as he spoke, their fingers slipping over each other with the rosary between their hands. “Start with the Apostle’s Creed. Our Father, three Hail Mary’s, and end with Glory Be. For each decade, the Our Father, ten Hail Mary’s, and a Glory Be.”

When Mobius’ face turned to his, Loki’s breath caught. So close, Loki could see the slight variations of blue in Mobius’ eyes. Eyes Loki could have lost himself in.

Mobius’ voice was barely a whisper when he spoke. “Sounds very peaceful. Meditative.”

“It is,” Loki replied just as quietly. His eyes flicked to Mobius’ mouth, to the icing on his lower lip. “You have something… Here…” Loki thumbed away the sugar, staring at the way Mobius’ lips parted as he did. His heart was pounding in his ears and Loki knew he should pull back. He should put distance between them. He should…

“What did you wish for, Mobius?” Loki asked instead.

His eyes locked onto Mobius’ lips as Mobius wet them with his tongue. “I think you know already. Don’t you?”

Loki wasn’t sure which of them made the soft needy sound when their lips finally met, but he knew he’d been the one to close the distance between them for the kiss. It was sweet to start, sweeter than the cupcakes he’d made, initial featherlight caresses of their lips as they learned each other. Loki felt Mobius’ arm stretch out, heard the rosary and its box being set down, and then he was sighing as Mobius’ hands came up to cup the back of his neck. He tipped his head, flicking his tongue against Mobius’ mouth, inviting him to deepen the kiss and rejoicing when Mobius did.

It wasn’t the first time he’d ever kissed someone. Loki and Sif had kissed. And he’d traded covert kisses in seminary with other fresh-faced boys who were battling their own demons as well. This was, however, the first time he’d kissed someone he had feelings for without the guilt and shame that immediately accompanied it. Loki melted under Mobius’ kisses, letting Mobius drink from his lips until he could taste Mobius on his tongue. Mobius only paused once, when Loki braced his hand on Mobius’ thigh, but Loki slid his other hand into the short strands at the base of Mobius’ neck and brought him back in.

They were both breathing heavily when they finally parted. There was a tremor in Loki’s hands as he let go of Mobius and he shifted, trying to relieve the growing discomfort in his slacks. That would have been embarrassing if he didn’t see Mobius doing likewise, both of them giving the other an apologetic smile. And once smiling, Loki found he couldn’t stop. His lips felt swollen and the skin around them felt raw from the friction of Mobius’ facial hair. But still, he smiled, buzzing with the joyful high of kissing Mobius.

They’d kissed again when Loki made himself ready to leave. And again at the front door. And again as he was leaving. And Loki didn’t think he’d ever get enough of Mobius’ kisses now that he’d tasted them.

#lokius #priest au #my writing

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