#scourge of poseidon

[wr1t3w1tm3]

Chapter One of a PotC Fic?

It's short, sweet, and sets up some things. It's also unedited. I just wanna get a couple reactions before I continue.

Working title is Scourge of Poseidon.

It begins with a dream. Filled to bursting with wonderful colors, swirling skirts and swishing petty coats. He finds himself along a coastal shoreline near midday, a bay below the cliff and a lighthouse atop it. He is close enough to see clearly a bride and groom in the midst of their ceremony, but not so close as to identify their countenance. 

Then suddenly he is sitting ‘round a table, watching on as the groom dances with his mother and the bride dances with her father. The boy’s a spitting image of his mother, with mousy blonde hair tied back against the nape of his neck. The girls’ fine curls are done up in a crown and her father thumps along the cliff, his long, gray hair adorned with a wide brimmed hat topped by a large, garish feather.

And with a crash of thunder, the sky is dark, the wedding guests flee, and up the path from the lighthouse comes Davy Jones. The menacing man with a cephalopod head has his gaze set upon Elizabeth, dressing her for revenge. 

He draws his sword, rushing to intercept the madman before he can reach his family. Henry grabs Carina and drags her with him, towards him. Elizabeth tries to surge past him, but she is unarmed and he forces her back with a stiff arm. 

Then, with a flash of lighting, pain radiates from his chest. Thunder rolls and with it the pain, ripping through his torso. He forces himself to glance at his chest. His sword is embedded in it. Only once he’s fallen to his knee’s does he realize that Elizabeth is screaming his name. Begging him not to leave her. She cradles him against her bosom,so careful of the sword stuck in him like a pin cushion. No matter how hard he tries, he cannot force his mouth to form words. He cannot reassure his wailing wife or blubbering son that everything will (not) be alright. 

Jones laughs, and the laugh morphs with the rain. It comes harder, and the voice grows higher, with a rasp and a deep accent Will wishes he didn’t recognize. 

“A touch… a destiny!”

There’s a bang from the other room, and William Turner shoots up in bed with a startled yelp. 

“Will? Good Heavens, are you alright?” 

His hand is at his heart instinctively. He presses his palm flat against his chest, slowing his panting so he can feel the pulse in his palm. His fingers brush the scar carved to remove the blasted organ in the first place over twenty years ago. Though it’s healed, it will always remain, a reminder of the debt owed his ship. The Flying Dutchman. 

Although, perhaps, it was a debt owed to it’s creator, the blasted goddess Calypso. It was her curse upon Davy Jones that, through a series of highly complex and rather laborious events, saved his life.

The shiver down his spine, whether from his thoughts or the morning chill, snaps him from those thoughts. He stood, and his nightclothes hung loose on his frame. The door to their room opened with a creak (one he reminded himself once more to fix) and his wife, Elizabeth, stepped inside. “Are you alright? You’ve slept awfully late?” 

Will stretches, then yawns, glancing out the window. The sun has risen near fully over the bluff. “Why didn’t you wake me?”

Elizabeth’s brow furrows “You didn’t budge when I tried. I figured I’d leave you to it.” His wife, the Pirate King of the Brethren Court, was a marvelous woman. She was beautiful, with hair that darkened as she aged and a strong face and piercing eyes. Piercing eyes that helped her hold the air of a pirate, a frighteningly good one at that. She was Pirate King for a reason, after all. And while that reason had been self serving on the behalf of Captain Jack Sparrow, pirate lord of the Caribbean, she had more than proven her metal, lead men in to battles and won. 

As the poor, unfortunate soul who oft’ cleaned ship in the wake of these battles, he was keenly aware of her prowess with a cutlass and flintlock. 

“Are they awake?” He queries, slipping a black long coat around his shoulders. Elizabeth opened the door, allowing him to peer out on the two youngins around the table. 

“No, no,” a feminine voice scolded, “That’s not how you say it. It’s en vee-no veritas, not vine-o.”

Henry scoffs, a smile crossing his face “It’s not my fault!”

“Wha… of course it is! You were the one who wouldn’t sit still when your mother tried to teach you!”

“Well then, it’s her fault for teaching in such a boring manner.”

“I whole heartedly object to your classification of my teaching abilities!” Elizabeth slips past him, taking his hand and pulling him forward into their quant kitchen. Everything was hand made, done by the finest craftsmen on the seas, tribute to their king and prince. He remembers visibly the first time she actually go to show him this tribute. She’d never been able to do it justice with those tiny pictures in whiskey bottles. 

“Would you have rather your father taught you latin?”

“Seeing as he taught you to sword fight, yes.” Henry ribs, glancing at his father with eyes, glittering with joyous tears. 

Will chuckles, stepping out to join them, but his heart aches near as much as when it’d been run through. He’d longed to teach Henry to fight with a sword, one he’d make the boy of the finest metals and with all the love that filled his heart. Perhaps to match one he’d made for his mother and himself. Instead, he’d been chained to a ghastly ghost ship, his heart cut out to lead these dead men on Fiddler’s Green or the Locker. Not even he knew where they’d go, but after two decades, he’d gotten a knack for guessing. 

“There’s bacon on the stove, and I can make more toast if you’d like,” Carina stood, taking a plate from the head of the table. 

“That would be lovely” Will glances at Elizabeth, smiling brigher than the sun. 

“Carina was up even before me.” She reveals with a shrug. 

“I couldn’t sleep!” The girl calls, setting the plate before Will.

“Thank you, but I can’t imagine why,” he glances at Elizabeth, who smirks. 

“Neither can I… unless the wind against your bedroom window has become bothersome again…”

“Mother! You know well as I you could hardly sleep last night!” Henry scolds. 

Her smile falls into a more intrigued look, her arms crossed. “And as I said, I do wonder why?”

Will smiles “I barely slept on the eve of our wedding”

“The first or the second?”

“Honestly?” Will discards his silverware and leans back in his chair, “both”. 

“Well, ours is on land, for starters,” Carina sets a plate of toast on the table. All four pieces are grabbed up, one per person. Henry draws Carina’s chair back as Elizabeth sits to Will’s left and Henry at the tables foot. “And there’s no government officials present.”

“Yes, they were terrible company” Elizabeth glances at Will, now midbite, who manages a nod and affirmative grunt. 

Carina offers a little humph “And no pirates.” Elizabeth feigns offense, to which Carina quickly adds “Except the respectable ones.” 

“I would hope I’m more than just respectable,” Elizabeth teases, rising to her full height and placing her hands on her hips. She declares with a delighted smile “I am their king after all.”

“And what was all this about not having politicians at our wedding?” Henry goads with a smile. 

Will answers smoothly “The pirate king is neither a politician nor a pirate. She is your mother.” 

Carina glances out the window, then hurriedly clears the table as she declares “Well, look at the time. We’d better get going. Don’t want to be late to our own wedding now, do we?”

“I suppose…” Henry gasps when Carina splashes water from the pail against his back. Giggling, she makes a break for the stairs, and Henry follows close behind with a murmured “get back here!”

Elizabeth chuckles, settling into her seat for just a moment more. She’d really rather wear trousers to the wedding, but of course, there was proper societable company coming, so she must at least present a front of normalcy, just as she’d done in the years of Will’s absence. Of course, there were rumors, a while mill of them. People murmured when she’d first settled in the lighthouse, purchased from what funds she’d salvaged from her father’s accounts and assets left unassailed by Cutler Beckett. And then she’d brought many a strange man to Port Royal, pirates by trade, craftsmen by necessity. They’d furnished her little light house, just in time for her to welcome her little prince, Henry William. The boy, no, man, who was to be wed that day. 

She is roused from her thoughts by the distinct shing of a blade being withdrawn from it’s scabbard. She glances towards the door, where Will stands, his sword glinting in the candle and morning light. 

The sword he’d drawn from it’s rack was the one he had originally crafted for then Commodore Norrington, folded steal, a handle enlain with gold filigree, and a tang near the full length of the blade. It was the same one he turned in with his commission, which Cutler Beckett took and presented the then Admiral. And Davy Jones took the damn thing and used it to run her beloved husband through. And the blasted Jack Sparrow had wrapped her Will’s hand round his broken sword and released it, felling the fowl heart of the devil. 

Pirates, Jack Sparrow, most of all, had stolen so much from her. But what they’d taken, they’d given in equal measure. 

She watches Will, first examine the blade, then running his thumb against it’s edge. It’s a simple test of sharpness. He then replaces the sword in it’s scabbard, and he brings it with him as he retreats to their bedroom. It alarms her, though she’s not quiet sure why, and she follows, calling after him. 

“Yes?”

“Why do you need that?” 

Will sets the sword on their bed, turning to her head on. The years had treated her well. Despite the darkening of her hair and a few wrinkles, she still looks the same as his last landfall. The years have caught up with him now that he is free. His hair is still dark, black in most lights, with crows feet at his eyes and a more or less permanent furrow in his brow. The same as Elizabeth’s. 

“I figure, what, with it being a wedding, some propriety might be in order.” 

He smiles. And when he smiles, there are lines on his cheeks, racing across his dimples. And even if he hates to admit it, there is a gray streak in that mop of hair, kept carefully hidden against his scalp. 

Elizabeth smiles, and those same smile lines are there. Beautiful, just as she is. She dawdles up to him, leaning against his chest. He wraps his arms around her, arms still toned from years on the sea, strong arms that she still longs for. Twenty one years is far to long to be away from the love of your life. Far to long to keep their child holding out hope that his father will return. Far to long to excuse a missed visit because his father had been overtaken by his curse. 

“You’re scared something’s going to happen at the wedding?”

A chill runs through his chest. Of course he is. His dream is still in the forefront of his mind. No, it won’t be Davy Jones, who he’d cast to his own locker (with help from Jack), but it would be someone. He’s sure of it. 

Calypso’s words still ring around his head. “A touch… a touch… a touch!” 

“Will?”

He sighs, opening his eyes. Elizabeth is right there, finally right there. Solid, against his chest. He can hold her, and he sighs, relieved. Even more than a year on. “I’m sure you remember our own wedding.” 

Elizabeth chuckles. “How could I forget?”

“It’s just in case.” He assures. 

“You won’t need it.” She whispers. 

“It’s just in case.” He assures. 

He’s more or less reassuring himself. 

Just in case. 

Just in case.

[trappedinchemicalplantzone]

finally, more epic au

here's some traditional sketches that imma spruce up digitally after my pen charges

but uh yeah, Shadow as Poseidon makes sm sense in my brain, idk if I'll draw it but in ruthlessness and get in the water I imagine he uses his doom powers cause y'know, cool visuals

but yeah, people kinda forget shadows vengence at the beginning of sa2 was well, a lot !! he wanted earth destroyed along with everyone on it,,, when put like that poseidons vengence is kinda,,chill,,

[assortedvillainvault]

Captain Hook,Davie Jones and captain Barbarosa are competing each other who is better captain,has better ship and can loot more treasure.

It’s a tense air that carpets the dark, back corner table the three of them are sat at, bottles in hand.

“Well, obviously, it’s yours truly.” Hook artfully sips from the bottle cradled in his namesake. “Formerly first mate to Blackbeard, immortal scourge of Neverland, a name known worldwide and, clearly-” he sneers a bit, “The one with the most class present. Of course its me.”

Barbossa rolls his eyes as he takes a rough swing of his own bottle, apple in hand. “Hardly.” he drawls. “Yer a coward who couldn’ kill a little ginger whelp and got yerself eaten for the trouble.”

“How dare-!”

“Besides-” Barbossa continues as though Hook weren’t even speaking, enjoying the way the red coated captain’s face was turning purple. “In case yer memory be failin’ ye, I ended my tenure at sea as Cap’n of a pirate armada, more swag in me hold than can be found in most palaces, and only the wrath of Poseidon ‘imself kept me from returning to stalk the waves again. Clearly.” He clacks the bottle against the table in finality. “It be me.”

The third occupant of the table leisurely lights his pipe even as Hook’s temper breaks and lunges across the table, the razor sharp hook just barely missing Barbossa’s throat as the older pirate swears and topples arse over ankles back from his seat. Bottles are thrown, swords are drawn, and Barbossas laugh is cut short as Hook slashes his feathered hat in half – fighting back properly with a snarl.

Jones idly puffs smoke and settles in as the bartenders weigh in against the squabbling captains, blue eyes glinting in the dark. His first mate, Maccus, leans over from another table.

“Uh-” the shark begins. “What’s the question again?”

Jones boredly taps out the ashes and lights another smoke. “Who be the best pirate.”

Maccus blinks. “But we ain’t even pirates. Most a th’ crew were honest sailors.”

“Aye.” Jones shrugs. “Ah dinnae know what they think we could do with looted holds - bar souls - anyway. The Dutchman regrows any damage.”

“And normal folk run screamin’ at port or sea.” Maccus nodded, teeth clicking idly. “...bets on these two?”

Jones surveys the broken furniture and theatrical shenanigans across the room, where Hook and Barbossa posture and swing, evenly matched as the barstaff duck for cover under tables and fallen wall hangings.

“...ten years say’s Barbossa, but only if it dinnae come to pistols. Hook’s a mean shot.”

Maccus grins full of sharp teeth. “Twenty years. Hook’s bloody quick, even if Barbossa’s all bones.”

Thanks for the ask!!

[the-sky-queen]

So, for anyone interested in my Epic Sonic AU:

The current cast list is as follows!

Sonic - Odysseus

Shadow - Eurylochus

Tails - Polities

Amy - Penelope

Blaze - Athena

Omega - Polyphemus

Tangle - Aeolus

Knuckles - Poseidon

Rouge - Circe

Eclipse - Hermes

Bernie - Ody's Mom

Silver - Tiresias

Breezie - Siren Penelope

Nicole - Scylla

Infinite - Zeus

I'm currently working on some character refs! Hoping to do a sheet for each of the sagas!

EDIT: Here's the castings for the new people who show up in the Wisdom Saga!

Lux (My Sonamy fankid) - Telemachus

[Joy (My Sonamy fankid) - Telemachus' sister because why not]

Scourge - Antinous

Sally - Calypso

Gadget - Apollo

Uncle Chuck - Hephaestus

Bunnie - Aphrodite

Antoine - Ares

Whisper - Hera

[babyrdie]

This is actually part of my text on Peleus (basically collecting sources for his myths), but here is a separate post because the text focused on Peleus is too long. In this post there are no details of this relationship because I'll leave that for this text about Peleus, I'm just organizing excerpts here.

According to The Iliad, by Homer (8th century BC):

[It's Achilles' line im Book 18] "[...] Radiant gifts the gods presented Peleus that day they drove you into a mortal's marriage bed … I wish you'd lingered deep with the deathless sea-nymphs, lived at ease, and Peleus carried home a mortal bride. [...]"

[Book 24] But white-armed Hera flared at him in anger: "Yes, there'd be some merit even in what you say, lord of the silver bow-if all you gods, in fact, would set Achilles and Hector high in equal honor. But Hector is mortal. He sucked a woman's breast. Achilles sprang from a goddess-one I reared myself: I brought her up and gave her in marriage to a man, to Peleus, dearest to all your hearts, you gods. All you gods, you shared in the wedding rites, and so did you, Apollo-there you sat at the feast and struck your lyre. What company you keep now, these wretched Trojans. You-forever faithless!"

According to Cypria and Catalogue of Women frag, by Stasinus of Cyprus and Hesiod (7th and 8th century BC):

Voll. Herculan. (Papyri from Herculaneum), 2nd Collection, viii.105: The author of the Cypria says that Thetis avoided wedlock with Zeus to please Hera; but that Zeus was angry and swore that she should mate with a mortal. Hesiod also has the like account.

According to Prometheus Bound, by Aeschylus (6th century BC):

Prometheus Yes, truly, the day will come when Zeus, although stubborn of soul, shall be humbled, seeing that he plans a marriage that shall hurl him into oblivion from his sovereignty and throne; and then immediately the curse his father Cronus invoked as he fell from his ancient throne, shall be fulfilled to the uttermost. Deliverance from such ruin no one of the gods can show him clearly except me. I know the fact and the means. So let him sit there in his assurance, putting his trust in the crash reverberating on high and brandishing his fire-breathing bolt in his hands. For these shall not protect him from falling in ignominious and unendurable ruin. Such an adversary is he now preparing despite himself, a prodigy irresistible, even one who shall discover a flame mightier than the lightning and a deafening crash to outroar the thunder; a prodigy who shall shiver the trident, Poseidon's spear, that scourge of the sea and shaker of the land. Then, wrecked upon this evil, Zeus shall learn how different it is to be a sovereign and a slave.

According to Isthmian Ode 8, by Pindar (6th century BC):

All this was remembered even by the assembly of the blessed gods, when Zeus and splendid Poseidon contended for marriage with Thetis, each of them wanting her to be his lovely bride; for desire possessed them. But the immortal minds of the gods did not accomplish that marriage for them, when they heard the divine prophecies. Wise Themis spoke in their midst and said that it was fated that the sea-goddess should bear a princely son, stronger than his father, who would wield another weapon in his hand more powerful than the thunderbolt or the irresistible trident, if she lay with Zeus or one of his brothers. "No, cease from this. Let her accept a mortal's bed, and see her son die in battle, a son who is like Ares in the strength of his hands and like lightning in the swift prime of his feet. My counsel is to bestow this god-granted honor of marriage on Peleus son of Aeacus, who is said to be the most pious man living on the plain of Iolcus. Let the message be sent at once to Cheiron's immortal cave, right away, and let the daughter of Nereus never again place the leaves of strife in our hands. On the evening of the full moon let her loosen the lovely bridle of her virginity for that hero." So the goddess spoke, addressing the sons of Cronus, and they nodded assent with their immortal brows. The fruit of her words did not perish, for they say that Zeus shared the common concern even for the marriage of Thetis.

According to Nemean Ode 3, by Pindar (6th century BC):

Among old examples of excellence is king Peleus, who rejoiced when he cut a matchless spear, and who alone, without an army, captured Iolcus, and caught the sea-nymph Thetis after many struggles.

Accordint to Nemean Ode 5, by Pindar (6th century BC):

[...] Without hesitating he refused Acastus' bride, fearing the anger of father Zeus, the god of hospitality. And from the sky Zeus who rouses the clouds noticed, Zeus the king of the immortals, and he promised that soon he would make one of the Nereids of the golden distaff the sea-dwelling wife of Peleus, after gaining the consent of their brother-in-law Poseidon, who often comes from Aegae to the famous Dorian Isthmus.

According to Argonautica, by Apollonius Rhodius (3rd century BC):

[It's Hera's line] "[...] But thee indeed from thy infancy did I tend with my own hands and love beyond all others that dwell in the salt sea because thou didst refuse to share the couch of Zeus, for all his desire. For to him such deeds are ever dear, to embrace either goddesses or mortal women. But in reverence for me and with fear in thy heart thou didst shrink from his love; and he then swore a mighty oath that thou shouldst never be called the bride of an immortal god. Yet he ceased not from spying thee against thy will, until reverend Themis declared to him the whole truth, how that it was thy fate to bear a son mightier than his sire; wherefore he gave thee up, for all his desire, fearing lest another should be his match and rule the immortals, and in order that he might ever hold his own dominion. But I gave thee the best of the sons of earth to be thy husband, that thou mightest find a marriage dear to thy heart and bear children; and I summoned to the feast the gods, one and all. And with my own hand I raised the bridal torch, in return for the kindly honour thou didst pay me. [...]"

According to Fabulae, by Hyginus (Roman author, but Greek myths. 1st century BC-1st century AD):

A prediction about Thetis, the Nereid, was that her son would be greater than his father. Since no one but Prometheus knew this, and Jove wished to lie with her, Prometheus promised Jove that he would give him timely warning if he would free him from his chains. And so when the promise was given he advised Jove not to lie with Thetis, for if one greater than he were born he might drive Jove from his kingdom, as he himself had done to Saturn. And so Thetis was given in marriage to Peleus, son of Aeacus, and Hercules was sent to kill the eagle which was eating out Prometheus' heart. When it was killed, Prometheus after thirty thousand years was freed from Mount Caucasus.

Accordint to Library, by Pseudo-Apollodorus (1st or 2nd century AD):

Afterwards he married Thetis, daughter of Nereus, for whose hand Zeus and Poseidon had been rivals; but when Themis prophesied that the son born of Thetis would be mightier than his father, they withdrew. But some say that when Zeus was bent on gratifying his passion for her, Prometheus declared that the son borne to him by her would be lord of heaven; and others affirm that Thetis would not consort with Zeus because she had been brought up by Hera, and that Zeus in anger would marry her to a mortal. Chiron, therefore, having advised Peleus to seize her and hold her fast in spite of her shape-shifting, he watched his chance and carried her off, and though she turned, now into fire, now into water, and now into a beast, he did not let her go till he saw that she had resumed her former shape.

Accordint to Description of Greece, by Pausanias: (2nd century AD):

There is also a figure of Thetis as a maid; Peleus is taking hold of her, and from the hand of Thetis a snake is darting at Peleus.

According to Heroica (this version is purposely different), by Philostratus the Athenian (2nd-3rd century AD):

So shall it be, and you will say that you know everything about Achilles. I have heard the following about him. An apparition of a daimon of the sea used to visit Peleus. Because she loved him, the daimon had intercourse with Peleus, although out of shame for the crowd she did not yet speak about herself, not even from where she came. When the sea was calm, she happened to be frolicking seated upon dolphins and sea horses, while he, looking at these things from the summit of Mount Pelion, became aware of the goddess and feared her approach. But she made Peleus courageous by reminding him how Eos loved Tithonos, how Aphrodite was in love with Anchises, and how Selene habitually visited the sleeping Endymion. "Peleus," she said, "I shall even give to you a child mightier than a mortal." When Achilles was born, they made Kheiron his foster-father.

According to Posthomerica, by Quintus Smyrnaeus (4th century AD):

[It's Thetis' line] "[...] Let Priam's seed be glad but I unto Olympus will ascend, and at the feet of everlasting Zeus will cast me, bitterly planning that he gave me, an unwilling bride, unto a man -- a man whom joyless eld soon overtook, to whom the Fates are near, with death for gift. Yet not so much for his lot do I grieve as for Achilles; for Zeus promised me to make him glorious in the Aeacid halls, in recompense for the bridal I so loathed that into wild wind now I changed me, now to water, now in fashion as a bird I was, now as the blast of flame; nor might a mortal win me for his bride, who seemed all shapes in turn that earth and heaven contain, until the Olympian pledged him to bestow a godlike son on me, a lord of war. Yea, in a manner this did he fulfil faithfully; for my son was mightiest of men. [...]"

According to Ad Lycophronem (scholia in Lycophron's Alexandra), by Ioannis Tzetzes (12th century AD):

According to Euripides, Thetis, pursued by Peleus, transformed herself, like Proteus, into various forms. There, he caught her in the form of a cuttlefish and mated with her, hence the place in Magnesia of Thessaly is called Sepias.

[everythingheard]

Oraia ( @dhampiravidi ) ▌sent 🎁 for a starter.

A daughter of Poseidon: perhaps Will was foolish to seek her out, but when he heard of her from other denizens of the ocean, the idea was impossible to banish from his mind. Regardless of the passage of time, hope remained emmeshed in his soul ( if he was even still in possession of one ), and he refused to be rid of it. Maybe one day he would come to regret that. For now, as he approached Oraia across the deck of the ship, he would allow it to lead him. "My name is Will Turner, and I'm the captain of the Flying Dutchman." A subtle tilt of Will's head followed. "Though perhaps you already know that." Even if she was no longer favored by her father, she remained a divine immortal.

"We have had key aspects of who we are stripped away, both of us — the powers of your godhood, and my humanity." The moon overhead was all that illuminated them, yet it was enough. "I hear the cries of fellow aching souls. I accept that I am duty-bound to ferry those of them who have perished by the sea from this world to the next for eternity. But I am also cursed not to set foot on land aside from one day every ten years, a scourge intended for Davy Jones that I have now inherited, and that is a fate I do not wish to bear." His dark eyes traveled across her countenance, searching. "That you permit me the chance to speak with you about that which may be of benefit to both of us is all that I ask."

[wall-legion]

...not me suddenly going “okay but if we got like. Every Scourge player in GW2 lined up for the Soo Won fight we could beat her with memes because I AM THE SAND GUARDIAN, GUARDIAN OF THE SAND, POSEIDON QUIVERS BEFORE ME”

[neuro-il-logical]

is anybody gonna tell me that cerberus, the guardian of the underworld, the three-headed, massive canine, scourge of the underworld

technically eats people food?

think about it.

hades: i'm leaving him in your care because he would not stop whining about missing you and annabeth.

percy jaskson, son of poseidon: yeah that tracks. what in the blue food am i supposed to feed him though?

hades: the souls of the damned.

leo: so human food? you know that's really bad for dogs right?

percy: i'm not buying three bags of dog food in this economy. nico go get some dam souls to feed this guy.

nico, definitely not trying to hold in laughter thank you very much: percy do you want me to vring cerberus his favorite treat?

percy: go for it.

nico: *brings back gabriel ugliano and throws his into cerberus' maw*

[ariesgamesandminis]

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[wr1t3w1tm3]

Just finished my outlines for my Pirates of the Carribbean AU stories: Scourge of Poseidon and Legend of the Brethren Court (working titles)! I don't think I'll be able to do any writing for a while due to work but I've outline it fully!! And it's coherent!!!

[obsessivevoidkitten]

A Plundered Pirate

Yandere Lobster Man x Gender Neutral Reader (CW: Pirates, piracy, lobster men, non-con, collaring, oviposition, general yandere behavior) Word Count: 1.4k (This was requested by the amazing @solariahalsey, who also helped greatly in developing the story, she is a long time friend so I let her cut the line with requests, she is also one of my two amazing beta readers, without her help and encouragement I would not post nearly as much.) You were a skilled pirate captain sailing the seas for fortune. You were on the hunt, waiting to ambush a small convoy of merchant ships that your intel told you would be passing through these waters. You had become very infamous, plundering ships large and small in a very large territory, evading capture at every turn, and all without having harmed a single innocent person. This job should have been a piece of cake for you and your crew, but that isn’t how things had worked out for you. Your intel had, ironically enough, been an ambush itself. At first you had no idea what was going on when you heard clicking and skittering all around you. But soon enough large lobster men climbed up from all direction onto the ship, surrounding you completely. There was no choice but to surrender. You cursed your informant for his betrayal. The oldest looking one, seeming to be in his mid forties, approached you. “You were a slippery one, they finally had to assign me to the task, a fleet admiral.” He stood proudly in front of you, he had four arms, all covered in a hard dark blue carapace, two ending in hands and two ending in claws. His hair was black and cut into the typical “high and tight” military style and he had an antenna sticking from each side of his head. His feet and legs were human like, but also encased in hard blue shell. He wore a wetsuit with the navy insignia and flag of the United World Government that covered his unplated chest and crotch. Though it left exceedingly little to the imagination.   He and his underlings bound up the hands of you and your crew mates before gathering you all in front of the fleet admiral. “Listen up pirate scum! I am Fleet Admiral Neelim. The only reason you are not being executed is because you never took the lives of your victims! However; you have still caused great harm economically, so a punishment must be given. Since the population of our species is at an all time low we have been given permission to use you all as mates and incubators. When the UWGS Ensnare arrives you will board the ship and then assigned your mate. You should feel honored to help contribute your services to such a worthy cause.” This wasn’t completely unheard, non-violent criminals given as mates for various monster races who’s populations were declining. But it was still a shock to you. Never in your life did you consider that you would wind up as an incubator for a lobster man. You rolled your eyes, you would find an opportunity to escape one day and by the might of Poseidon you would… eventually. For now there was nothing to do but wait and hope you got assigned to a one of these men that wouldn’t be too rough with you. You really hoped you did not wind up with Neelim. He seemed way too militaristic and proud of himself. Also… he was larger than the others and that scared you. Of course when you boarded the government navy ship you were immediately assigned to Neelim… He was the only one they would assign you to given your status as the pirate leader and your infamy. You had been a mighty pirate, a scourge of the sea… but now it was your booty that was in danger of being plundered by this uptight admiral… You were escorted to his quarters. Over the course of the next few weeks you got to know him better. He did not go straight to forcefully breeding you, most of your former crew were not immediately used as egg warmers, though you did notice more and more bulging bellies among them as time went by when you saw them in the mess hall. Instead Neelim actively courted you. Trying to woo you into being his mate. The lobster man would frequently bring you really nice food, better than what he and the other lobster men ate. After all, you would need the energy to carry his eggs. He brought you clothing, in blue, he wanted you match his uniform. You would have refused, but he had taken your other clothing and it had been dirty anyway so it was either this or nothing. Neelim made you wear a collar that said “(Y/N) Property of Neelim, if found please contact XXXXX.” Apparently it was standard practice for all people in your position, but yours of course matched him. After wearing the collar he was not so paranoid about one of his men without an assigned human stealing you. He was not overly strict with you as you had feared. But he was no pushover, every time you tried to make an escape you were punished. He would tie you up for a few hours and leave hickies all over you to remind you who you belonged to now. Neelim would laugh and mockingly call you his little pirate. He was much less serious and more sweet but mocking behind closed doors. Forcing you to sit on his lap while he held you close, teasing you about how cute you would look with a tummy full of his offspring, teasing you about the blush that appeared on your cheeks every time he told you how small and adorable and weak you were. He started to get less patient with you. You were his and you just had to accept that and being nice about it with you just wasn’t getting him anywhere. It was your fault you were given to him in the first place. Eventually, after coming back from a particularly stressful day of taking care of his administrative duties Neelim cracked and decided he was not putting up with your disobedience any longer. He cornered you in your shared quarters. You tried hard to squirm and thrash away from him but you were not match for his four mighty arms. He disrobed you easily, his pincers ripping your clothes away, and pulled you to his lap, his big blue cock already out and at full mast. It leaked copious amounts of natural lubricant so he rubbed and prodded your hole with the tip, massaging the thick slippery fluid into you. You continued to resist but it was a fruitless endeavor. He kissed you roughly as he pulled you all the way onto his eager prick. He was sorry he had to make you do this, but the future of his species relied on him to do his part and he expected you to do your duty as well. You really had no one to blame but yourself for being in this position. Neelim pushed into your well lubed hole at a steady rhythm, impaling you so deeply that your stomach actually visibly bulged out a bit with every thrust of his hips. You were like a living fleshlight. The lobster man felt you up with his hands as well as his antenna as he bred you, putting special emphasis on rubbing your soft thighs. He ignored your protests and eventually they transitioned into little moans and gasps of pleasure. This made Neelim happy, he wanted to make you feel good too. “My good little pirate~ So good holding my eggs for me~ You like it don’t you (Y/N)?” You shook your head in denial even as he sucked on your neck and his cock continued to delve deeply into you, coaxing a lewd moan from your lips. “No! I hate it!” In spite of your denial you started grinding into his cock in sync with each of his thrusts. As he bred you he continued leaking his lubricating precum into you and it felt nothing short of glorious. “But you’re doing such a good job and are making such nice noises for me!” The lobster said mockingly as he quickened his pace before holding you close with all his arms and driving his dick into you as deeply as he possibly could, causing you to cum as he started filling you up with egg after egg not stopping until he ran out and you looked heavily pregnant. The admiral nuzzled you and held you close, with you still on his cock. “See? That wasn’t so hard now was it?”  

[practice-is-praxis]

Planetary Days

These are some of the meanings, correspondences, deities, etc. associated with each day of the week. These can also be used for planetary hours. For example, if performing a working during the planetary hour for Jupiter, one could use the information listed under Thursday, the day that corresponds to Jupiter.  This is not a complete list. Consider this as a list of possibilities to add more layers, structure, effectiveness, and symbolism to your rituals, and magick. Not as necessities, or anything like that. Enjoy. 🖖  SUNDAY Works of: Wealth. Planet: Sun. Numbers: 6, 66, 666. Color: Gold, Yellow, Orange. Rules: Leo. Metals: Gold, All Yellow and Lustrous Alloys. Stones/Minerals: Tiger’s Eye, Topaz, Goldstone, Zircon, Citrine, Chrysoberyl. Trees: Pine, Walnut, Date, Oak, Witch Hazel, Mimosa, Acacia. Herbs: Sunflower, Chamomile, Yellow Rose, Chrysanthemum, Marigold, Eyebright, Pineapple, Mistletoe, St. John’s Wort, Laurel. Incenses/Oils: Cinnamon, Frankincense, Saffron, Vanilla, Heliotropin, Cashew, Copal. Element: Fire. Direction: South. Tools: Symbols, Lamen, Lance, Sword. Deities: Apollo, Baal, Belenus, Grainne, Helios, Lugh, Mithras, Horus, Osiris, Ra, Sol, Shamash, Vishnu. Angels: Michael, Raphael. Shape: Hexagon, Hexagram. Design: Radial Forms, Swirling Spirals. Concepts: Advancement, Dominance, Healing, Egotism, Friendship, Prosperity, Abundance, Illumination, The Self, Joy, Leadership, Power, Wealth, Success, Will. Intentions: Developing Harmony, Giving/Receiving Healing, Acquiring Money, Obtaining Patronage, Gaining Promotion, Establishing Peace, Increasing Wealth, Improving Willpower. MONDAY Works of: Mystery. Planet: The Moon. Numbers: 9, 99, 999. Color: Silver, White, Gray, Lavender, Purple. Rules: Cancer. Metals: Silver, Platinum, Yttrium. Stones/Minerals: Beryl, Moonstone, Alexandrite, Rock Crystal, Alabaster, Fluorspar, Mirror Glass. Trees: Willow, Coconut, Bay, Hazel, Papaya, Carob, Laburnum. Herbs: White and Purple Lilies, Hyacinth, Iris, Narcissus, Gourds, Peas, Beans, Turnip, Yam. Incenses/Oils: Camphor, Orris Root, Galbanum, Artemisia, Wintergreen, Eucalyptus Oil, Jasmine Oil, Aromatic Seeds, Ylang-ylang. Element: Water. Direction: North-West. Tools: Bow and Arrow, Magick Mirror. Deities: Artemis, Bendis, Diana, Hecate, Isis, Khonsu, Luna, Selene, Shiva, Sin, Ta-Urt, Thoth, Tivs, Varuna. Angels: Gabriel. Shape: Nonagon, Enneagram. Design: Circular, Crescent, Elliptical, and Maze-like. Concepts: Astral Work, Birth, Psychic Ability, Cycles, Divination, Dreams, Glamor, Illusions, Balance, Shapeshifting, Subconscious and Unconscious, Spirituality, Tides, Transformation, Transmutation. Intentions: Astral Travel, Safety for Birth and Children, Developing Psychic Senses, Increasing Intuition, Increasing and Remembering Dreams, Developing Glamor(s), Accessing the Subconscious and Unconscious Minds, Creating/Dispelling Illusions. TUESDAY Works of: Power. Planet: Mars. Numbers: 5, 55, 555. Color: Red, Amber, Pale Yellow. Rules: Aries, Co-rules Scorpio. Metals: Iron, Brass, Rust, Steel, Nickel, Strontium, Magnetized Iron Fillings. Stones/Minerals: Ruby, Garnet, Red Agnate, Bloodstone, Amber, Rhodochrosite, Red Jasper, Lodestone, Flint (worked flint particularly). Trees: Ash, Mountain Ash, Holly, Pepper Tree, White Fig, Mountain Mahogany, Arbutus. Herbs: Thistles, Cacti, Dandelion, Snapdragon, Stinging Nettle, Arrowroot, High John Conqueror, Bloodroot, Wild Ginger, Bamboo. Incenses/Oils: Opoponax, Dragonsblood, Nicotiana, Peppermint, Mustard, Cumin, Asafoetida, Turmeric, Sweet Woodruff, Galangal. Element: Fire. Direction: South-West, North-East. Tools: Anvil, Burin, Hammer, Scourge, Spear, Whip, Magic Sword. Deities: Aries, Bellona, Horus, Mars, Nergal. Angels: Khamael, Zhamael. Shape: Pentagon, Pentagram. Design: Zig-zag, Pointed Forms. Concepts: Anger, Atavism, Conflict, Courage, Ego, Energy, Passion, Sex, Strength, Vengeance, Vigor. Intentions: Controlling Anger, Enhancing Courage, Causing Discord, Increasing Energy, Dispelling Fear, Increasing Sex-Drive, Increasing Strength, Increasing Vigor. WEDNESDAY Works of: Mind. Planet: Mercury. Numbers: 8, 88, 888. Colors: Orange, Light Blue, Violet, Light Yellow, Mother of Pearl. Rules: Gemini, Virgo. Metals: Mercury, Aluminum, Aircraft Composites, Quicksilver, Lanthanum. Stones/Minerals: Fire Opal, Carnelian, Cairngorm, Sard, Banded Agate, Coins, Small pebbles, Skipping Stones. Trees: Birch, Aspen, Almond, Mulberry, Lombardy Poplar, Magnolia, Pistachio. Herbs: Marjoram, Lavender, Ferns, Medicinal, Castor Palm, Mandrake, Stillengia, Parsley. Incenses/Oils: Mace, Star Anise, Mastic, Sandalwood, Orange, Lemongrass, Lavender Oil, Fennel Oil, Walnut. Element: Air. Direction: East. Deities: Hermes, Mercury, Thoth, Ganesha, Nebu, Woden. Angels: Mikael, Raphael. Shape: Octagon, Octagram. Design: Segmented Shapes, Mirror Images, Countercharged Patterns. Concepts: Business, Communication, Deception, Flexibility, Healing, Hyperactivity, Magick, Memory, Music, Poetry, Protection, Psychopomp, Science, Speed, Theft, Travel, Trickery, Divination, Education, Mystical Knowledge and Insight, Predictions, Resourcefulness, Self-Improvement. Intentions: Business Success, Improving Communication, Preventing Discord, Exam Success, Developing Flexibility, Divination, Developing Influence, Increasing Knowledge, Improving Memory, Improving or Learning Music, Establishing Peace, Recovering Property, Public Speaking, Improving Mentality, Mental over Emotional, Writing. THURSDAY Works of: Expansion. Planet: Jupiter. Numbers: 4, 44, 444. Colors: Blue, White, Lilac, Shell-Pink. Rules: Sagittarius, Co-rules Pisces. Metals: Tin, Zinc, Antimony. Stones/Minerals: Sapphire, Lapis Lazuli, Amethyst, Labradorite, Turquoise, Aquamarine.  Trees: Oak, Cedar, Pine, Olive, Juniper, Hickory, Sassafras, Maple, Chestnut, Horse Chestnut, Lime, Sycamore. Herbs: Flax, Borage, Brook Lime, Liverwort, Green Ti Plant, Agrimony, Purple Betany, Sage. Incenses/Oils: Nutmeg, Clove, Pine Gum, Sarsaparilla, Hyssop. Element: Air/Water. Direction: South-East. Deities: Zeus, Athena, Poseidon, Jupiter, Minerva, Marduk, Indra, Amun-Ra, Thor. Angels: Tzadkiel, Sachiel. Shape: Square, Four-Pointed Star. Design: Regular Rhombic and Rectangular Forms, Parallelograms, Squares, Intersecting lines. Concepts: Ascendancy, Devotion, Enthusiasm, Ethics, Expansion, Honor, Fortune, Humor, Law, Politics, Expansion, Health, Growth, Increase, Healing, Spirituality, Fortune, Luck, Philosophy, Optimism, Opportunity, Generosity, Justice. Intentions: Developing Ambition, Career Success, Increasing Enthusiasm, Increasing Health, Improving Fortune, Improving Health, Improving Luck, Developing Ethics, Dealing with Law, Increasing Wealth, Gaining Promotion, Seeking or Promoting Truth, Spiritual Contact, Taking Responsibility. FRIDAY Works of: Beauty. Planet: Venus. Numbers: 7, 77, 777. Color: Green, Turquoise, Pink. Rules: Libra, Taurus. Metals: Copper, Bronze. Stones/Minerals: Emerald, Malachite, Peridot, Jade, Rose Quartz, Amazonite. Trees: Apple, Pear, Lemon, Lime, Orange, Cherry, Cinchona, Beech, Elder, Fig. Herbs: Rose, Hawthorn, Vervain, Myrtle, Columbine, Anemone, Strawberry, Periwinkle, Cyclamen, Foxglove, Tulip, Hibiscus. Incenses/Oils: Storax, Sandalwood, Vetiver, Valerian, Geranium, Licorice, Tonka Bean, Cardamom, Spearmint, Lemon. Element: Earth. Direction: Center. Tools: Belt, Girdle, Harp, Necklace. Deities: Aphrodite, Venus, Freya, Turan, Ishtar, Ushan, Lakshmi, Hathor, Bast. Angels: Haniel, Anael. Shape: Heptagon, Heptagram. Design: Branching Forms, Flowing and Harmonious Lines, Arabesque. Concepts: Attraction, Art, Beauty, Creativity, Culture, Emotions, Fertility, Grace, Inspiration, Love, Passion, Pleasure, Self-Confidence, Sensuality, Sexuality, Sociability. Intentions: Increasing Attraction, Developing Beauty, Increasing Creativity, Increasing Fertility, Developing Friendship, Obtaining or Promoting Love, Satisfying Lust, Increasing Passion, Pleasure, Self-Confidence, Improving Social-Skills. SATURDAY Works of: Form. Planet: Saturn. Numbers: 3, 33, 333. Color: Black, Brown, Rules: Capricorn, Co-rules Aquarius. Metals: Lead, Antimony, Tungsten, Zirconium, Cobalt, Titanium. Stones/Minerals: Diamond, Jet, Onyx, Basalt, Slate, Black Salt, Anthracite, Geodes, Obsidian, Pumice, Smoked Glass. Trees: Yew, Elm, Cypress, Pine, Ebony, Acacia, Pomegranate. Herbs: Violet, Trillium, Poppy, Nightshade, Horsetail, Amaranth, Mullein. Incenses/Oils: Myrrh, Spikenard, Guaiac Wood, Tamarind, Cassia, Patchouli. Element: Earth. Direction: North. Tools: Hourglass, Scythe, Scales, Sickle, Veil. Deities: Kronos, Saturn, Hera, Juno, Kali, Brahma, Ea, Uni. Angels: Tzaphkiel, Cassiel. Shape: Triangle, Three-Pointed Star. Design: Abstract based on Natural, Concentric Circles, Geometry suggesting Spatial Perspective. Concepts: Agriculture, Austerity, Binding, Conservation, Duty, Equilibrium, Formation, History, Legal Matters, Limitation, Patience, Practicality, Preservation, Prudence, Reservation, Restriction, Self-Discipline, Teaching, Time, Wisdom. Intentions: Banishing, Binding, Dispelling, Establishing Equilibrium, Performing Duty, Studying, Self-Discipline, Protecting Home, Developing Patience, Developing Practicality, Decrease, Teaching. Sources:  “Planetary Magick: The Heart of Western Magick” by Melita Denning, Osbourne Phillips. “Practical Planetary Magick” by David Rankine, Sorita d’Este.

[emmaelix]

Or not: Leo Valdez x fem! Reader

The reader is not a daughter of Poseidon, she's a daughter of Neptune. More Leo stuff because I'm on a Leo Valdez high. Yay!

So I was watching Pirates of The Caribbean (uh oh, idea time) and had the idea of sticking Percy, Annabeth, Piper, Leo, and Jason into a magical Pirate-ey version of Greece/Rome/I'm not entirely sure. Fairly certain it's an original idea, though. (Tell me if it's not. I want to read the stories)

As you've probably guessed, I'm not the very talented Rick Riordan, and no, I didn't kill Jason. If I wrote the books Jason would still be alive, Octavian would be lying in a ditch somewhere, and Drew would've been *accidentally* skewered by Piper's blade. Oh, and Hermes wouldn't have emotional trauma. But I don't.

Full Title; Ladylike, Or not: Leo Valdez x fem! OC/Reader

Y/n: Your Name. Y/H/C: Your Hair Color. Y/E/C: Your Eye Color. Y/S/C: Your Skin Color. Y/n/n: Your Nickname.

Captain Y/n Reed stood on the deck of her ship, Neptune's Revenge. Yes, she named her ship after her father. Sue her, she didn't care.

"Captain?" Y/n's first mate, Abigail Cleary, said, walking up to her.

"Yes, Cleary?"

Cleary looked as though she was having a hard time processing what she was going to say. "There are four people in the water next to our ship. One is on fire, and another is- well he's summoning a storm."

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Y/n couldn't really believe what she was seeing. Next to her ship were four people, covered in a wall of flames. "Fish out the ones who aren't on fire!" Y/n yelled to her crew, pointing to the group of women in the water, one who looked Native American, clinging to another who had blonde hair that kept falling in her face.

"I'll deal with the men myself," She muttered, lifting herself up off of the dress and leaping down into the water. As soon as she reached the sea she felt her limbs strengthening. She swam towards the two men, and once she reached them she put out the large wall of flames between them.

"Percy? Is that you?" A boy who looked as though he was elfish said, looking up towards Y/n.

Y/n rolled her eyes. "I don't know who Percy is, but I would like to know how you kept your flames going for so long."

"Leo Valdez, this is Jason, I'm not sure either."

Y/n was sure she hadn't asked his name, but she rolled her eyes for what felt like the fourth time this minute and controlled the water around her to bring the three of them up to her deck.

She removed the water from herself and her two rescues. "Cleary, get the four of them some food, water, and a few blankets. I want them to be level-headed when I ask them what in hell is going on."

Cleary nodded and then pointed towards the sea. "I think there might be someone who could explain it to you."

Y/n turned to see a man who could be her twin flying towards her on the water. "Percy!" the one Y/n thought was Leo cheered.

Percy, as his name apparently was, stopped about a foot from her ship. Y/n took that as an invitation to step out and talk to him. Using the water as a pathway of sorts, Y/n stepped out to greet him.

"Where are my friends?" Percy asked, motioning towards the deck.

"Well, if you're talking about Leo and Jason, I'm not sure why you'd want to associate with them, but I have them on board. I also picked up a Native American woman and a white lady with the most unruly blonde hair I think I've ever seen."

Percy breathed a sigh of relief. He started to walk towards Neptune's Revenge, but Y/n stopped him. "Hold on there, buddy. I want to know who they are, and why you can walk on water."

Percy cocked his head to the side. "I think I could ask you the same. Captain?

"Y/n Reed, Captain of Neptune's Revenge, daughter of Neptune, and beloved scourge of the seven seas."

A cliffhanger/partial ending. I have way too many ideas flowing in my head right now.

[butterflies-dragons]

It's interesting that roasted aurochs at feast is mentioned by Sansa at KL and Eyrie feasts and by Bran at WF feast. Do you think it's foreshadowing something?

Well, I mentioned in my previous post that after saying in her first AGOT chapter that she has never seen an aurochs, Sansa is present in two feast where roasted aurochs were served, so I suspect that when she said “I’ve never seen an aurochs” she was referring to a living aurochs.

The same as the direwolves, aurochs are ancient animals and both of them still exists in the North, that's why starting from Sansa's line "I've never seen an aurochs" I speculated that maybe Sansa will be able to see an aurochs when she returns to the North and meets Jon at the Wall.

I didn't have in mind what a roasted aurochs might symbolize; I was more interested in the living animal symbolism. Something more and/or different than the aurochs size, strength, stubbornness or stupidity.

I didn't mentioned this in my post, but I also associate direwolves and aurochs because Ghost, a snow white direwolf, reminds me to the Cretan Bull, an snow white bull that King Minos of Crete offered to Poseidon. The Cretan Bull was the father of the Minotaur.

White Magical Beasts are sacred in ASOIAF and Jon (Ghost) and Sansa (White Stag) are associated with them.

But aurochs are mentioned in several POVS and are associated with several characters, Grenn is called Aurochs and even Samwell was involved in some aurochs sacrifice ritual:

"One time," Sam confided, his voice dropping from a whisper, "two men came to the castle, warlocks from Qarth with white skin and blue lips. They slaughtered a bull aurochs and made me bathe in the hot blood, but it didn't make me brave as they'd promised. I got sick and retched. Father had them scourged." —A Game of Thrones - Jon IV

Ned was called "stubborn as an aurochs" by King Robert:

"Gods! You are stubborn as an aurochs, Stark." —A Game of Thrones - Eddard VIII

Anyways, but now that you mentioned the roasted aurochs served during feast where Bran and Sansa are present, I think there's something there.

First Sansa saw six monstrous huge aurochs being roasted:

By then, the moon was well up and the crowd was tired, so the king decreed that the last three matches would be fought the next morning, before the melee. While the commons began their walk home, talking of the day's jousts and the matches to come on the morrow, the court moved to the riverside to begin the feast. Six monstrous huge aurochs had been roasting for hours, turning slowly on wooden spits while kitchen boys basted them with butter and herbs until the meat crackled and spit. Tables and benches had been raised outside the pavilions, piled high with sweetgrass and strawberries and fresh-baked bread.

—A Game of Thrones - Sansa II

And later she was served the "queen portion" of the meat course, so she was probably served the "queen portion" of the roasted aurochs:

All the while the courses came and went. A thick soup of barley and venison. Salads of sweetgrass and spinach and plums, sprinkled with crushed nuts. Snails in honey and garlic. Sansa had never eaten snails before; Joffrey showed her how to get the snail out of the shell, and fed her the first sweet morsel himself. Then came trout fresh from the river, baked in clay; her prince helped her crack open the hard casing to expose the flaky white flesh within.  And when the meat course was brought out, he served her himself, slicing a queen's portion from the joint, smiling as he laid it on her plate.  —A Game of Thrones - Sansa II

As you can see Joffrey was playing the gallant knight, the enamored suitor role for Sansa. And something kind of similar happened with Bran and Meera, when Bran ordered for Meera and Jojen to be served with the roasted aurochs:

Ser Rodrik was right beside Bran. "Do they truly eat frogs?" he asked the old knight.

"Aye," Ser Rodrik said. "Frogs and fish and lizard-lions, and all manner of birds."

Maybe they don't have sheep and cattle, Bran thought. He commanded the serving men to bring them mutton chops and a slice off the aurochs and fill their trenchers with beef-and-barley stew. They seemed to like that well enough. The girl caught him staring at her and smiled. Bran blushed and looked away.

—A Clash of Kings - Bran III

Sansa was served "the queen portion" of the roasted aurochs, and Bran acting as the Lord of Winterfell, ordered for Meera to be served with the roasted aurochs as well. This is a very nice parallels between these kingly/queenly siblings!!!

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[jaedyxe]

Runes and Symbols of Season 2-Part 1 of Who Knows

SO with the new poster for Motherland Fort Salem, Season 2…there is a LOT of information to digest…and in some instances, simply guess at. Let’s start front and center.  

Now, while the symbol is a little bit wonky with the poster  itself, it is quite obviously a triquetra; a very classic symbol that we are used to seeing in several different types of mythology. One of the oldest uses in this form dates back to use in Celtic mythology. It has been appropriated many times over, but commonly recognized use is to symbolize the maiden, the mother, and the crone. Maiden being new beginnings and life, mother being the passage of life and experience, and crone representing the closing of the cycle and learning life’s mysteries. However, the symbol above Raelle is not a complete triquetra: it is missing the top linkage. Was this interpretation meant to not be interwoven like the classic symbol, or was purely a design decision? Interestingly, this triquetra reiteration had appeared previously in season 1, on Libba’s scourge, though appearing upside down (see below). Now it could be up for interpretation which direction is up, so in this instance I am basing it on the symbol to the right of the triquetra.

While discussing with @theycallmestephlee the specific instance in the poster, she pointed out that the prominence of the center leaf could be an expression of Willa (the mother) and speak to the coming conflict arising from her non-death. The three points also could represent earth, sea, and sky. This could perhaps hint at the roles Abigail, Tally, and Raelle will take on this season particularly with the inclusion of a Navy and Air Force, or at the personalities of the ladies themselves. Over all, it could also simply represent unity between Raelle, Tally, and Abigail.

For season two, it could also lend more to what will be explored with Raelle’s connection to the “Mother” mycelium. In a way, the mycelium is long reaching and eternal; it has new birth, parts that may have existed for decades, or even centuries potentially.  

The shield knot; another rather simple to understand symbol as well as ancient. This symbol has dated as far back as Mesopotamia. In keeping with what seems to be a bit of a theme, I am going to stick with Norse and Celtic symbology just to keep things a bit simple. At its core, the shield is known as a symbol of protection, meant to ward the wearer from harm. Now the question is, does Abigail need protection or is she the protection? The course that she was going in season 1 indicates to me the latter, based on her reaction to wanting to save Raelle.

Or, it could also lend to how Abigail will behave this season. She was already showing a bit of transformation in season one; showing glee at the destruction elder witches were able to wreak, but then showing chastisement when Adil spoke of the after effects of that destruction. And with the Camarilla growing stronger (seemingly) there is going to be a lot of protection needed.  

And this now brings me to our little troubled child - Tally. This one is a little bit more challenging because you cannot quite get a good picture of this symbol. However, if you look closely to just above her head, you get a small glance of a second tail of her symbol. Thus far, our best guess is this being the rune Ēoh or Eihwaz. There is one small problem though, it is inverted. Some runes can allow for a symbology change, but Eihwaz is not one of the runes that does so because of its meanings.

The most literal reconstruction for Eihwaz comes from being a word for yew, whose symbology is rooted in death and rebirth. Perhaps from this meaning, it being reversed has shown how Tally will dodge death by being de-Biddyfied. She has been “reborn” through reverse aging, instead of death, breaking the cycle represented by Eihwaz. However, Eihwaz can also be a rune of transformation, endurance, and eternal life, maybe more so speaking to Tally’s connection to Alder and how that will be broached this season?

Now to speak just briefly on some additional new imagery for Season 2 (seen from set pictures): the future two additional Witch Military branches of Navy and Air Force.

One of the center focal points on the Navy emblem is, of course, the symbol for Venus and femininity, tied to the alchemical symbol for water. The trident further represents the number three as well as domination of the seas (though it is a slight juxtaposition being the symbol for Neptune/Poseidon). The wavy lines are a further symbol for water.

The Air Force emblem, while relatively basic, also has a good bit of potential symbology. Utilizing a basis for our traditional airman symbol, it could mean a closer tie to the civilian military than our other two forces. Front and center is our alchemical symbol for air. What I find interesting, is the additional usage of the lightning symbols, only otherwise used in the Army emblem. Could this mean a more wide usage of lightning powers (such as what Alder demonstrated in Witchbomb) by the Air Force? And while I could not find any explicit sources for the three lines at the top of the emblem, they could simply signify air and provide contrast to the Navy emblem.

[anewwitchsgrimoire]

PLANETARY DAYS

These are some of the meanings, correspondences, deities, etc. associated with each day of the week. These can also be used for planetary hours. For example, if performing a working during the planetary hour for Jupiter, one could use the information listed under Thursday, the day that corresponds to Jupiter. 

This is not a complete list. Consider this as a list of possibilities to add more layers, structure, effectiveness, and symbolism to your rituals, and magick. Not as necessities, or anything like that. Enjoy. 🖖 

SUNDAY

Works of: Wealth.

Planet: Sun.

Numbers: 6, 66, 666.

Color: Gold, Yellow, Orange.

Rules: Leo.

Metals: Gold, All Yellow and Lustrous Alloys.

Stones/Minerals: Tiger’s Eye, Topaz, Goldstone, Zircon, Citrine, Chrysoberyl.

Trees: Pine, Walnut, Date, Oak, Witch Hazel, Mimosa, Acacia.

Herbs: Sunflower, Chamomile, Yellow Rose, Chrysanthemum, Marigold, Eyebright, Pineapple, Mistletoe, St. John’s Wort, Laurel.

Incenses/Oils: Cinnamon, Frankincense, Saffron, Vanilla, Heliotropin, Cashew, Copal.

Element: Fire.

Direction: South.

Tools: Symbols, Lamen, Lance, Sword.

Deities: Apollo, Baal, Belenus, Grainne, Helios, Lugh, Mithras, Horus, Osiris, Ra, Sol, Shamash, Vishnu.

Angels: Michael, Raphael.

Shape: Hexagon, Hexagram.

Design: Radial Forms, Swirling Spirals.

Concepts: Advancement, Dominance, Healing, Egotism, Friendship, Prosperity, Abundance, Illumination, The Self, Joy, Leadership, Power, Wealth, Success, Will.

Intentions: Developing Harmony, Giving/Receiving Healing, Acquiring Money, Obtaining Patronage, Gaining Promotion, Establishing Peace, Increasing Wealth, Improving Willpower.

MONDAY

Works of: Mystery.

Planet: The Moon.

Numbers: 9, 99, 999.

Color: Silver, White, Gray, Lavender, Purple.

Rules: Cancer.

Metals: Silver, Platinum, Yttrium.

Stones/Minerals: Beryl, Moonstone, Alexandrite, Rock Crystal, Alabaster, Fluorspar, Mirror Glass.

Trees: Willow, Coconut, Bay, Hazel, Papaya, Carob, Laburnum.

Herbs: White and Purple Lilies, Hyacinth, Iris, Narcissus, Gourds, Peas, Beans, Turnip, Yam.

Incenses/Oils: Camphor, Orris Root, Galbanum, Artemisia, Wintergreen, Eucalyptus Oil, Jasmine Oil, Aromatic Seeds, Ylang-ylang.

Element: Water.

Direction: North-West.

Tools: Bow and Arrow, Magick Mirror.

Deities: Artemis, Bendis, Diana, Hecate, Isis, Khonsu, Luna, Selene, Shiva, Sin, Ta-Urt, Thoth, Tivs, Varuna.

Angels: Gabriel.

Shape: Nonagon, Enneagram.

Design: Circular, Crescent, Elliptical, and Maze-like.

Concepts: Astral Work, Birth, Psychic Ability, Cycles, Divination, Dreams, Glamor, Illusions, Balance, Shapeshifting, Subconscious and Unconscious, Spirituality, Tides, Transformation, Transmutation.

Intentions: Astral Travel, Safety for Birth and Children, Developing Psychic Senses, Increasing Intuition, Increasing and Remembering Dreams, Developing Glamor(s), Accessing the Subconscious and Unconscious Minds, Creating/Dispelling Illusions.

TUESDAY

Works of: Power.

Planet: Mars.

Numbers: 5, 55, 555.

Color: Red, Amber, Pale Yellow.

Rules: Aries, Co-rules Scorpio.

Metals: Iron, Brass, Rust, Steel, Nickel, Strontium, Magnetized Iron Fillings.

Stones/Minerals: Ruby, Garnet, Red Agnate, Bloodstone, Amber, Rhodochrosite, Red Jasper, Lodestone, Flint (worked flint particularly).

Trees: Ash, Mountain Ash, Holly, Pepper Tree, White Fig, Mountain Mahogany, Arbutus.

Herbs: Thistles, Cacti, Dandelion, Snapdragon, Stinging Nettle, Arrowroot, High John Conqueror, Bloodroot, Wild Ginger, Bamboo.

Incenses/Oils: Opoponax, Dragonsblood, Nicotiana, Peppermint, Mustard, Cumin, Asafoetida, Turmeric, Sweet Woodruff, Galangal.

Element: Fire.

Direction: South-West, North-East.

Tools: Anvil, Burin, Hammer, Scourge, Spear, Whip, Magic Sword.

Deities: Aries, Bellona, Horus, Mars, Nergal.

Angels: Khamael, Zhamael.

Shape: Pentagon, Pentagram.

Design: Zig-zag, Pointed Forms.

Concepts: Anger, Atavism, Conflict, Courage, Ego, Energy, Passion, Sex, Strength, Vengeance, Vigor.

Intentions: Controlling Anger, Enhancing Courage, Causing Discord, Increasing Energy, Dispelling Fear, Increasing Sex-Drive, Increasing Strength, Increasing Vigor.

WEDNESDAY

Works of: Mind.

Planet: Mercury.

Numbers: 8, 88, 888.

Colors: Orange, Light Blue, Violet, Light Yellow, Mother of Pearl.

Rules: Gemini, Virgo.

Metals: Mercury, Aluminum, Aircraft Composites, Quicksilver, Lanthanum.

Stones/Minerals: Fire Opal, Carnelian, Cairngorm, Sard, Banded Agate, Coins, Small pebbles, Skipping Stones.

Trees: Birch, Aspen, Almond, Mulberry, Lombardy Poplar, Magnolia, Pistachio.

Herbs: Marjoram, Lavender, Ferns, Medicinal, Castor Palm, Mandrake, Stillengia, Parsley.

Incenses/Oils: Mace, Star Anise, Mastic, Sandalwood, Orange, Lemongrass, Lavender Oil, Fennel Oil, Walnut.

Element: Air.

Direction: East.

Deities: Hermes, Mercury, Thoth, Ganesha, Nebu, Woden.

Angels: Mikael, Raphael.

Shape: Octagon, Octagram.

Design: Segmented Shapes, Mirror Images, Countercharged Patterns.

Concepts: Business, Communication, Deception, Flexibility, Healing, Hyperactivity, Magick, Memory, Music, Poetry, Protection, Psychopomp, Science, Speed, Theft, Travel, Trickery, Divination, Education, Mystical Knowledge and Insight, Predictions, Resourcefulness, Self-Improvement.

Intentions: Business Success, Improving Communication, Preventing Discord, Exam Success, Developing Flexibility, Divination, Developing Influence, Increasing Knowledge, Improving Memory, Improving or Learning Music, Establishing Peace, Recovering Property, Public Speaking, Improving Mentality, Mental over Emotional, Writing.

THURSDAY

Works of: Expansion.

Planet: Jupiter.

Numbers: 4, 44, 444.

Colors: Blue, White, Lilac, Shell-Pink.

Rules: Sagittarius, Co-rules Pisces.

Metals: Tin, Zinc, Antimony.

Stones/Minerals: Sapphire, Lapis Lazuli, Amethyst, Labradorite, Turquoise, Aquamarine. 

Trees: Oak, Cedar, Pine, Olive, Juniper, Hickory, Sassafras, Maple, Chestnut, Horse Chestnut, Lime, Sycamore.

Herbs: Flax, Borage, Brook Lime, Liverwort, Green Ti Plant, Agrimony, Purple Betany, Sage.

Incenses/Oils: Nutmeg, Clove, Pine Gum, Sarsaparilla, Hyssop.

Element: Air/Water.

Direction: South-East.

Deities: Zeus, Athena, Poseidon, Jupiter, Minerva, Marduk, Indra, Amun-Ra, Thor.

Angels: Tzadkiel, Sachiel.

Shape: Square, Four-Pointed Star.

Design: Regular Rhombic and Rectangular Forms, Parallelograms, Squares, Intersecting lines.

Concepts: Ascendancy, Devotion, Enthusiasm, Ethics, Expansion, Honor, Fortune, Humor, Law, Politics, Expansion, Health, Growth, Increase, Healing, Spirituality, Fortune, Luck, Philosophy, Optimism, Opportunity, Generosity, Justice.

Intentions: Developing Ambition, Career Success, Increasing Enthusiasm, Increasing Health, Improving Fortune, Improving Health, Improving Luck, Developing Ethics, Dealing with Law, Increasing Wealth, Gaining Promotion, Seeking or Promoting Truth, Spiritual Contact, Taking Responsibility.

FRIDAY

Works of: Beauty.

Planet: Venus.

Numbers: 7, 77, 777.

Color: Green, Turquoise, Pink.

Rules: Libra, Taurus.

Metals: Copper, Bronze.

Stones/Minerals: Emerald, Malachite, Peridot, Jade, Rose Quartz, Amazonite.

Trees: Apple, Pear, Lemon, Lime, Orange, Cherry, Cinchona, Beech, Elder, Fig.

Herbs: Rose, Hawthorn, Vervain, Myrtle, Columbine, Anemone, Strawberry, Periwinkle, Cyclamen, Foxglove, Tulip, Hibiscus.

Incenses/Oils: Storax, Sandalwood, Vetiver, Valerian, Geranium, Licorice, Tonka Bean, Cardamom, Spearmint, Lemon.

Element: Earth.

Direction: Center.

Tools: Belt, Girdle, Harp, Necklace.

Deities: Aphrodite, Venus, Freya, Turan, Ishtar, Ushan, Lakshmi, Hathor, Bast.

Angels: Haniel, Anael.

Shape: Heptagon, Heptagram.

Design: Branching Forms, Flowing and Harmonious Lines, Arabesque.

Concepts: Attraction, Art, Beauty, Creativity, Culture, Emotions, Fertility, Grace, Inspiration, Love, Passion, Pleasure, Self-Confidence, Sensuality, Sexuality, Sociability.

Intentions: Increasing Attraction, Developing Beauty, Increasing Creativity, Increasing Fertility, Developing Friendship, Obtaining or Promoting Love, Satisfying Lust, Increasing Passion, Pleasure, Self-Confidence, Improving Social-Skills.

SATURDAY

Works of: Form.

Planet: Saturn.

Numbers: 3, 33, 333.

Color: Black, Brown,

Rules: Capricorn, Co-rules Aquarius.

Metals: Lead, Antimony, Tungsten, Zirconium, Cobalt, Titanium.

Stones/Minerals: Diamond, Jet, Onyx, Basalt, Slate, Black Salt, Anthracite, Geodes, Obsidian, Pumice, Smoked Glass.

Trees: Yew, Elm, Cypress, Pine, Ebony, Acacia, Pomegranate.

Herbs: Violet, Trillium, Poppy, Nightshade, Horsetail, Amaranth, Mullein.

Incenses/Oils: Myrrh, Spikenard, Guaiac Wood, Tamarind, Cassia, Patchouli.

Element: Earth.

Direction: North.

Tools: Hourglass, Scythe, Scales, Sickle, Veil.

Deities: Kronos, Saturn, Hera, Juno, Kali, Brahma, Ea, Uni.

Angels: Tzaphkiel, Cassiel.

Shape: Triangle, Three-Pointed Star.

Design: Abstract based on Natural, Concentric Circles, Geometry suggesting Spatial Perspective.

Concepts: Agriculture, Austerity, Binding, Conservation, Duty, Equilibrium, Formation, History, Legal Matters, Limitation, Patience, Practicality, Preservation, Prudence, Reservation, Restriction, Self-Discipline, Teaching, Time, Wisdom.

Intentions: Banishing, Binding, Dispelling, Establishing Equilibrium, Performing Duty, Studying, Self-Discipline, Protecting Home, Developing Patience, Developing Practicality, Decrease, Teaching.

Sources: 

“Planetary Magick: The Heart of Western Magick” by Melita Denning, Osbourne Phillips.

“Practical Planetary Magick” by David Rankine, Sorita d’Este.

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