#lord hephaestus

[undeadwhilealive]

How do you guys choose only one deity to worship? I want to give them all my full attention but I know if I do that, I'll burn myself out.

Follow-up question, how did you choose who you worship? I would love to worship again. I miss it, I miss feeling close to the Gods in that respect.

[lodionysus]

Happy Start of the 12 Days of Dionysus!

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The 12 days of Dionysus celebrate the birth of the god, especially his epithet of Liberator (Dionysus Eleutherius). On the first day, we honor Lady Hestia and Lord Hephaestus alongside Lord Dionysus. Khaîre, great gods! Thank you for your wonderful and abundant blessings that we see in the world around us!

Happy birthday, Lord Dionysus! May you drink well and party thoroughly today! 💜💛💚💙❤️

[seasaltandwisdom]

i imagine hephaestus carefully inspecting and admiring the lego sets worshippers build as a devotional act to him. something so simple yet hand-made and fun, put together in his honor.

[fairyboy1111]

A prayer for Hephaestus + Digital offering

I sing of strong-handed Hephaestus who spends his days working in forges, whose keen eyes pierce through the darkness like a pair of blazing torches

Who found his way back to Olympus after being cast from heaven’s lofty height, going up as do the lava and ash a volcano shoots into the sky

Indomitable lord of Lemnos, you yourself are fire, vigorous and all-consuming, your wrath is dreaded and dire 

For no creature can hold you, yet your grip sears the soul with pain, entire cities turn to mountains of ash when drowned in the light of your domain

Trees pop and cackle when you blacken their trunks and pluck their leaves, there’s no limit to the havoc your red breath conceives

Yet as skilled as you are in destruction, you excel far more in matters of creation, and time after time you’ve blessed mortal minds with ideas of world-changing innovation

When metals are melted through your ardent will and they swirl in a hot and bubbly pool of incandescence you inspire humans into molding them to their will, overtaking their bodies with your much-generating essence

So that they may forge weapons to defend themselves against whatever dangers may cross their path and utensils to handle and share their food with ease and care, armors to remain unscratched in the face of harm and sparklingly lovely jewelry to wear

Every material is subdued through your mighty sway, all-taming, smoke-cloaked god who leads the craftsman’s way

Hard rock bends to your will when a sculptor chisels it away, your embrace softens unyielding iron and hardens supple clay

Thanks to you ground-born wood is cut into endless shapes and grainy sand is turned to glass when your wisdom partakes

For you’ve taught to men from all across the earth the skills and techniques needed to reshape the matter around them into items of new that’ll help them in their day to day

Thus you’ve made our lives easier and our existences happier, and wherein we once dwelt in caves and ate flesh cold and raw, because of you we now live in houses and cook our meals over your glow, a switch worthy of awe

You devise not just utility, but also beauty beyond measure; you prompt people into begetting art that may be unto all eyes a source of joy and pleasure

Sowing the world with hope and reasons to smile, with good cause are you married to soft-veiled Aglaia, a goddess most sublime

And for those who have trouble moving you have designed tools purposed to help them on their endeavors; you yourself are supported by many devices as you attend to your labors

For they call you club-footed on account of your limping walk, and in accordance you’ve invented marvelous machines to help you move around; wonderful wheeled tripods that go to a fro on on their own account, as well as gold-wrought maidens, beauteous and mobile, that hold you as you stand

Oh, sooty prince, famed for your skill, divine blacksmith of whom hammers and tongs are the thrill

Anvil-throned, renowned warmth-bearer, heed my words and listen to my prayer

Gift me with the wits to better my life step by step and to understand how to make the best out of any situation using what I have at hand

Cleanse me in your flames so that I may be rid of all that holds me back, melt me down and build me anew, forge a version of me that’s wiser and yet kinder too

Gift me with sword and shield so that I can stand my ground when needed, yet also with a mirror to remind myself and others of the unique splendor we’ve been given

Never cease to kindle the spark of creativeness within my heart, purest amongst the blessed, you who lives in art

[aphrodites-temple-ajourney]

Offering to Lord Hepheautus

He's been really helpful during the fire my family is having, helping at getting it started.

[boymanmaletheshequel]

Things I do to honor Lord Hephaestus;

- wear gemstones representing him (carnelian, vesuvianite, Fire opal, ECt)

- Be creative and build or construct things

- honor fire and the flame, such as building campfires or bonfires when outdoors with family

- buying or salvaging antique, handmade furniture secondhand, and giving it new appreciation in favor of mass produced modern furniture.

- decorating my home with handmade items such as pottery, glass art, and porcelain, as opposed to factory produced garbage.

- Buy from artists like woodworkers and lapidary artists

- respect and honor people with physical disabilities.

What do you do to honor lord Hephaestus?

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[ravenandmoon]

Not only I feel connected to Athena, it's also about Hephaistos. He give me so much strength to wake up early enough every morning to be in time in class, He gave me faith in the fire that burn in my body, tells me it will never fail me. He tells me to stay focus, to work as hard as I can, to stay humble, to believe in myself even when I feel depressed, even when I fell anxious. With Him I feel so strong, despite my thoughts making it harder.

[theunknownpoetssociety]

prayer to Lord Hephaestus

Lord Hephaestus

God of craftsmanship, fire, blacksmiths, disability, and volcanoes

Son of Queen Hera

Husband to Lady Aphrodite

let your voice burn like your fire so that you can guide me through my worship

as you work on your inventions allow yourself to hear my crafts as an offering to you;

Lord Hephaestus

[sunlitpath]

Next to the fire of lord Hephaestus🔥

[inhabited-artist]

Between Love and War

So... I gave up on trying to work Kindle publishing, and I'm impatient. I want to post parts as I finish it... Only one chapter at the moment

[lodionysus]

Happy 4th Day of the 12 Days of Dionysus!

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On the fourth day of the 12 days, we honor Hephaestus and Hestia alongside Dionysus. Khaîre, great gods! Thank you for the warmth and safety your provide us, Lady Hestia. Thank you for the innovations and inspiration you provide us with, Lord Hephaestus. Thank you for the freedom and self expression you provide us with, Lord Dionysus. May we praise your names evermore. Khaîre, and thank you! Happy birthday, Lord Dionysus! Hope you’re living it up! 💜

[aceofcupsbiggestfan]

Khalkeia

~ 29 or 30 Pyanepsion ~

Said to be the festival of the working man, Khalkeia celebrated crafts and metal-work, worshipping Athena Ergane and Hephaistos. Athena was also worshipped under the epithet Hephaisteia this day. In ancient times, Khalkeia was known as Erganeia, or 'Work Day.'

The festival included a procession of workers and artisans with baskets of grain and meat sacrifices. Workshops were likely to be closed this day.

Excitingly, the loom for the peplos of Athena was setup for Panathenaia by the Arrephoroi, the young girls who worshipped Athena.

Traditional Offerings:

grain

meat

woven clothes

metal work

any crafts

Traditional Acts:

processions of Athena and Hephaistos

libations to Athena

libations to Hephaistos

hymns to Athena

hymns to Hephaistos

Khaire Athena! Khaire Hephaistos!

[takaraphoenix]

Here Pines Hephaestus

Tags: m/m, pining, fluff

Main Pairing: Hephaestus/Percy

@polympians-eventPolympians Prompt: yearning/pining

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Summary: Hephaestus was in love with Olympus' newest god. The most beautiful of the gods, because Percy Jackson was not just beautiful on the outside, he was beautiful on the inside too. Hephaestus just didn't entirely understand why Percy was spending so much time with him.

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Here Pines Hephaestus

Percy Jackson was the most beautiful god on Olympus. And Hephaestus did not care if Hera, Aphrodite or Athena could hear him say it, since it was true. Because beauty was not just about physical appearance, beauty was about someone's character, their heart.

And them? Hera, the goddess of family, who so easily abandoned Hephaestus, her own son, because she saw him as imperfect? Aphrodite, the goddess of love who couldn't even love her husband, who continuously cheated on Hephaestus with his own brother, even in the very place that he had built her as a symbol of their love? Athena, so petty she would rather curse a woman than acknowledge her talents, would rather abandon her own wonderful and clever daughter than feel slighted?

No. None of them beautiful, not where it truly mattered. There was no kindness in them.

Percy Jackson was kind. Kind, generous, selfless. He was the most beautiful god Hephaestus had ever met. He had become a god, because of his kindness and selflessness. Because he wanted to be in a position to help other demigods, to get a say in what happened on Olympus, to hold the gods accountable. In Hephaestus' opinion, they could all use some accountability. Him, too.

After the Giant War, Percy accepted godhood. And now there was a beautiful Rain God on Olympus. A realm well-chosen; water and storms, his father's domain, but the sea would take him away from Olympus and his goal was to keep tabs on the Olympians, take influence on the king too, so he chose a realm that worked closely with Zeus. Clever boy.

The problem, for Hephaestus, only reared its head when he saw Percy be kind to someone Hephaestus cared about. Percy caring for his demigodly friends and for his family were a sign of his good character, but it didn't make him particularly interesting to Hephaestus. The smith assumed that most people who weren't gods actually cared about friends, family and lovers.

"Oh, you are the cutest, aren't you? Okay, okay, fine, one more. But only one. Stop looking at me like that, I will not overfeed you, I think Hephaestus might smite me for that. No whining."

Hephaestus' brow twitched and he reluctantly put his tools down to instead see who Percy was talking to, and why the boy was at his forge. He rarely got visitors and usually they just meant more work for him. Once he rounded the corner, out into the hall, he found Percy… sprawled out on the floor, with a mid-sized, bronze-scaled dragon curled together on his chest, happily chewing a steak (hopefully a steak; if his pet dragon took a bite out of Percy, Poseidon was going to drown him).

"Aereus, get off the boy," Hephaestus glared sternly at the dragon. "Bad dragon."

"Don't say that," Percy gasped and wrapped his arms around Aereus' neck. "You are not a bad dragon, you're a very good boy, yes you are, yes you are."

With confusion clouding his gaze, the smith just watched. People usually complained when Aereus got too affectionate because most people didn't like to be slobbered or squished by a giant lizard. Percy was just petting Aereus as though the dragon was some type of dog.

"What," Hephaestus cleared his throat. "What do you want, Perseus?"

"Don't call me that," Percy wiggled his noise with a glare. "I am so annoyed by all the 'Lord Perseus' nonsense. It's just Percy, you know. Uhm… so, I came here with a plate of food, but your dragon kind of ate the steak so you just get… tomato salad, I guess?"

He motioned to a plate that stood next to him on the ground. Tomato salad and a clear, large mark of marinade that indicated where the steak had been laying before Aereus got a hold of it. Hephaestus turned to glare pointedly at the dragon, earning a near-guilty chirp.

Hephaestus stared at Percy warily. "Why are you bringing me food?"

Those large, sea-green eyes stared up at him like a lost seal pup. Crossing his arms, Hephaestus tried to put some distance between them, physically and emotionally. Cute looks like that could not get to him, he could not let that get to him.

"We were having a barbecue and I noticed that you didn't attend. Persephone said you always dodge family gatherings like that. So I figured I'd bring you a plate so you can at least enjoy the food, even if you can't tear yourself away from your work like that."

The frown on Hephaestus' face deepened at that. "Why."

Percy mirrored his frown. "What do you mean 'why'. What kind of question is that. Why are you questioning barbecue. I just thought it would be nice? I am, and was, friends with a lot of your kids and I know that single-minded focus they have when they work on a project. Not my first rodeo of dropping off food at forges. I'm… still new around here, so I'm trying to make nice, you know?"

Hephaestus continued frowning, until the former demigod huffed and left. Only when Percy was out of sight did Hephaestus bend down and pick up the plate. He poked one of the bits of mozzarella with his finger before picking it up and eating it. Mh. He hadn't realized how hungry he was.

"You're sleeping in the dog house for eating my steak. Don't whine at me, Aereus."

/break\

Over the following months, this somehow became a… routine. Not the steak and salad specifically, but Percy Jackson trying to include Hephaestus in things. Movie nights, game nights, banquets. Hephaestus wasn't sure if they had always had all of these events on Olympus and he had simply never noticed due to his work-load, or if Percy was the one initiating them in an attempt to bond the gods closer together. The truth, most likely, laid somewhere in between.

Though that wasn't the part that got to Hephaestus, what made him grow attached was the way Percy was around Aereus and any other of Hephaestus' companions, both animal and mechanical alike. Hephaestus has since learned that Percy owned a pegasus, a hell-hound and a skeleton kitten, so it wasn't as much of a surprise in that context. The boy clearly liked animals, particularly untypical animals. Still, seeing him coo over Hephaestus' dragon made the smith feel warm.

"Here," Hephaestus grunted with a glare, shoving a shield at Percy.

"Wha…" Percy, sitting at Hephaestus' feet so he could cuddle Aereus, who was napping there.

"Ares broke your shield when you sparred last week," Hephaestus didn't look at Percy. "So, here."

"Oh," Percy whispered, sounding surprised. "You didn't have to do that."

"If you don't want it, then just put it in the pile over there," Hephaestus ground out.

"What, no," Percy glared and hugged the shield close. "No take-backs. I just… I just meant that I'm not spending time with you to get something from you. I've seen how often people come in here, never to ask how you're doing or anything, but to ask for new weapons, armor or jewelry. So. I want you to know that you didn't have to do this, that that's not why I'm here."

Not knowing what to do with that, Hephaestus simply grunted. Then why are you here? But he couldn't bring himself to ask the question, dreading the answer. He'd rather enjoy whatever this was for however long it would last. He looked down at the teen, who was feeding Aereus a treat.

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Percy kept coming to the forges and even to Hephaestus' workshop – his sanctuary, that nobody was allowed in. And yet, Hephaestus let the boy in. Because the stubborn, kind young god had wormed his way into Hephaestus' well-guarded heart. Whenever Hephaestus wasn't at work, he found himself looking for Percy, hoping to see his bright smile. He had even started to attend some of the social events, solely because the sad baby-seal eyes made Hephaestus feel awfully guilty and made it impossible for him to deny Percy anything. Much of the jewelry Hephaestus had crafted in recent months featured blue and green jewels, anything that reminded him of Percy's eyes.

There was no denying it anymore. Hephaestus was in love with Percy Jackson. With every smile, every kind gesture, every silly pun that would force a laugh out of the smith, every time Percy cooed at one of the dragons or fed them a treat, every time Percy brought Hephaestus food. He was hopelessly in love, smitten, pining, yearning, desperate for the boy's company.

"Why," Hephaestus forced out, not looking at Percy. "Are you here."

"U—Uhm, snacks for Aerie?" Percy offered confused, holding up said snack.

"No," Hephaestus closed his eyes and sighed. "In general. Why are you here. With me. Instead of… out there, with… anybody else. They like you, I know everyone on Olympus adores you, so why do you choose to spend your time in a smelly, hot forge with a grumpy, old man…"

"Got a thing for grumpy DILFs," Percy replied so casually, it startled Hephaestus into hitting his own thumb with his hammer. "Oh shit! Are you alright? Do you, uh, need something for that?"

Hephaestus cradled his aching thumb and glared at the teen. "Why would you say that."

Sea-green eyes blinked at him near owlishly. "Well. I have been very openly and blatantly flirting with you for like months now. Spending time with you and your pets. Bringing you food and cool stuff I found. But you seem really content just pining for me. I'm tempted to make a commemorate plate for you that says 'Here Pines Hephaestus' because you do it super obviously but also seem as oblivious to someone flirting with you. So I decided to, you know, spell it out for you."

"Why would you…" Hephaestus faltered just a little bit. "Like me?"

Slowly, Percy got up and then walked over to him, laying his arms around Hephaestus' neck and offering him a soft, compassionate look. "Well, the superficial bit aside where you're really hot – do not scoff at me, mister, your biceps alone have fan-clubs, I tell you – you are also very caring. You take in orphaned dragons and raise them. That's. Damn, realizing that actually made me swoon. And you're good company. I tend to ramble, I fill silence and you… are comfortable to ramble to. I love seeing you work, you are so passionate and that's contagious. You're… I like you."

Aereus cooed and then head-butted Percy in the back, causing the former demigod to stumble right into Hephaestus' lap. A blush lit Percy's face up as he turned to glare at the dragon.

"Bad dragon! No treats for you," Percy muttered in embarrassment.

"No," Hephaestus wrapped his arms around Percy's waist. "Good dragon."

Curiously, Percy looked at Hephaestus. "Yeah? That mean you're ready to be done pining?"

Grumbling, Hephaestus nodded. He just wasn't used to people wanting him, in any capacity, so he was blind to it. Looking into Percy's eyes now though, he could see it. Could see the love. Hesitantly, he leaned in until their lips touched, relived when Percy eagerly kissed him back.

~*~ The End ~*~

[undeadwhilealive]

I have FINISHED my Pinterest Boards of the Gods, finally! Idk go check em out if u want. Some things are directly associated with the Gods on their boards, some of it is just aesthetic. You can also see who I've spent the most time on with how many damn pins there are in there lul I will ofc be adding more to any of them soo

[boymanmaletheshequel]

Subtle ways to worship Hephaestus

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- support local artisans and craftsman by voting for bills that fund construction workers welfare and by shopping and buying from artisans

- respect and be kind to people with physical disabilities, offer to help if they need it, and vote in the interest of disability aid for veterans and blue collar workers!

- hang a shelf or fix up something yourself using tools and your own engineering creativity.

- be cautious but also respectful of fire and flames, make a bonfire or light a candle for him.

- learn about the history of blue collar and trade work, and learn how you can support the men and woman involved in it.

What do you do to honor Hephaestus?

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[praise-to-the-theoi]

To Lord Hephaestus for inspiration

Hear me, Ingenious Hephaestus,

Son of Queen Hera,

Father of the Kabeiroi.

He who forged armour for the greatest heroes, and moulded Pandora oh of clay,

Hephaestus of bronze, who’s glorious creations are unrivalled by all else.

If I have ever crafted in your honour, please accept this prayer, Famed worker Hephaestus,

I ask you to grant me with inspiration to create and to shape my creations with the guidance of your hands,

I ask for your favour with a token of my praise, I offer to you (offering)