#sidapa

[skibidoodledooo]

Sidapa god of death and consort of Bulan

[lotus-duckies]

It saddens me deeply when the few people who write fics with filipino mythology and the vast majority of them are libulan/si dapa, which not only perpetuates the lies of libulan being the patron god of homosexuality, but also to my understanding si dapa isn't actually the god of the dead (there's a few who are involved in that domain), he just determines a person's lifespan

we deserve to be silly and goofy about our gods, and I think they are very interesting and can prompt some good writing! but instead you just focus on the (1) myth that's not even true

i am once again reminding you libulan is a pubescent boy and Not the god of homosexuality

[blueshirezz-2]

Sidapa growing a plant

[fantasymythologypics]

 Sidapa – god of war who settles disputes among mortals.

[aster-skies]

Knowledge never sleeps

[lunar-insanity]

I believe I owe you all a character design :3

I am not good at making up my own armor designs, be it fantasy or sci-fi (which this is supposed to be both), which... also translates to making full on robots (I have re-drawn an iron man style armor so many times), which is a shame cause I LIKE making robots which clearly means I need to just draw freaking more and just study’s Tony’s damn armor more

ANYWAY--

I do want to redraw this and make it better sometime soon-ish, but I am really happy with how she came out!

Imma attach all the concept references I used, as well as the bits of world and character lore our prof asked us to also write up for her, under the cut!

Please enjoy Reyna Zulueta, The Lunar Reaper

World Lore:

 In a world advancing further into sci-fi technology, it and the realm of magic and gods have found a way to co-exist together, mingling magic and hi-tech to surpass boundaries the other has. It’s still an on-going process, but it’s going… as smoothly as one expects.

 And though the various Gods are not particularly active or felt, some having been forgotten due to colonizers, they have not abandoned the world. And they see the potential for disaster far too easily.

 And so, sometimes, they make a claim on a mortal, gift them their powers, and make them their champions and avatars to protect their worlds and peoples from inevitable dangers and catastrophes, both natural and man-made.

 The world, having recognized perhaps the trend, though not the explicit hand of the Gods, decided to create an organization meant to help train and protect these young people in order to better prepare them for their duties.

 Character Lore:

 Reyna is a rare case of having been chosen by two gods. She was conceived and spent half her time in the womb in Visayas, and then spent the latter half and birthed in Luzon.

The Warrior Moon Goddess Mayari of old Tagalog myth, and The Goddess of Death Sidapa from old Bisaya myth, both attempted to make a claim on her, and both found they had a legitimate claim. With both old deities having a background in sharing charge over a world, they decided to share Reyna, and have turned her into the Lunar Reaper.

 Character Personality:

Reyna is a tough and stoic person, her nature coming from the strong influence of a warrior goddess. She’s honest, takes duty seriously, and ambitious, though at the moment her ambition is a bit aimless as she tries to navigate being a Champion and those duties (that she never had a say in), and what she owes herself, the life she wants to build for herself outside of it all.

 As a result, she keeps quiet about things relating to her, while being open about anything but. Any inner turmoil is kept under wraps as she tries to figure out her identity and future.

She has a habit of thinking “If you want something done right, you do it yourself”, and thus sometimes bites off more than she can chew. She will always try to finish what she started though.

   Social Significance / Representation:

I love researching mythology, and especially old Philippine mythology once I found out we once had one. This, I feel, is an important part of our old culture, and I’d love for it to be more well known, in a better capacity.

 And Mayari is my favorite of all Philippine deities.

  Research References:

List of the various Philippine Gods and Goddesses and their different versions.

https://hunterswoodsph.com/philippine-mythology-gods/

This specific version of Sidapa, as a Goddess of Death and co-ruler of Earthrealm alongside Makaptan, the God of Sickness.

https://www.aswangproject.com/ancient-bisaya-pantheon/

https://filipiknow.net/the-ancient-visayan-deities-of-philippine-mythology/

Sidapa in, now his, more well known iteration.

https://thephilippinestoday.com/sidapa/

 Mayari, the Goddess of the Moon (Mayari is the goddess of revolutions, war, hunt, weaponry, beauty, strength, moon and night)

https://filipiknow.net/philippine-mythology-gods-and-goddesses/

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mayari

[lacklusterverve]

Sa Mata ni Sidapa

ni Justin Minoru Leachon Luna

24-Aug-15

"Ako lamang ang tunay na gabay sa hanay—lahat ay pawang diyos-diyosang likha lamang upang maikubli ang pighati pati pait-pait ng katotohanan." tinuran ni Sidapa—tanging tinuran niya habang ako ay naka-upo sa kan'yang harapan. Ngunit nagbago ang lahat matapos kong itanong kung paano niya ito nasabi. Nagbago ang lahat matapos niyang kantahin ang sagot sa aking katanungan.

"Ako lamang ang tunay sa buhay na bigay—ang gabay; ang malay; ang silay sa kulay ng buhay, 'to'y alay ko nawa'y ika'y—mata'y mamulat, iyong damhin at ako'y kilalanin bilang salamin ng buhay ang tunay na diyos—ang katotohanan." kanta ni Sidapa kaagapay ang boses niyang sadyang kay lamig, tila ba isang panaghoy na sinundan pa nito:

"Nawari ni Mayari ang nais ni Bathala.

Bitbit ang Bagong Buwan para sa kalangitan,

dala niya'y bagong buhay—ang umpisa ng buhay.

Ito'y wala pang kulay, wala pang kaalaman,

ang umpisa ng kulay—nasa sinapupunan,

sinapupunan na para rito ay kanlungan.

Isang binhi sa lupa... lupa—mayamang lupa,

isang binhi na sa kalauna'y tutubo na,

maglalakbay na buhay magmumula sa hukay,

ang regalo na buhay—susulyap sa bintana,

bintana na bukas—isang sulyap sa tadhana,

isang buhay na sadyang hawak ko ang tadhana.

At sa kan'yang pag-usbong, susunod ay pagyabong—

sa dala ni Hanan na bagong umaga't kulay,

maghahabol sa sinag—s'ya'y gutom sa liwanag.

Ihahain sa hapag ang liwanag at gabay—

ni Apolaki na Araw na magiging gabay—

sa kan'yang paglago at pundasyon sa pagtibay.

Hinati ni Mayari sa tig-kapat na yari—

ang Buwan bilang buhay na may kinakatawan.

Dito na nag-umpisa ang tunay na umpisa,

ang iba't-ibang paksa-paksa ng katuparan,

ang iba't-ibang paksa na naging katunayan,

katunayang hinati sa apat na larawan.

Sa isang isang-kapat na gasuklay natapat,

ang puntong pag-usbong, pagtubo at pagyabong n'ya,

Unang Gasuklay—Buwan na mula sa kawalan,

kawalan—Bagong Buwan—kadiliman sa tant'ya,

sa malayong distansya ay makikita mo s'ya,

ang distansyang lalakbayin na may importansya.

Ang dalisay na agos ng buhay na may gapos,

gapos ng hangin na dalisay na umiihip,

kasama na ang ulan na pumapatak minsan,

tubig upang maibsan ang uhaw na kalakip—

ng paglalakbay na animo ay tahing lilip;

ito ang alay ni Anitun Tabu na sagip.

Dumating na ang punto kung sa'n ito'y eksakto,

ang pinakamataas na antas ng liwanag,

Kabilugan ng Buwan—ang estado kung saan—

lahat ng karanasan nito'y may paliwanag.

Sa pagbuka ng bulaklak na sadyang panatag,

namumukadkad na ang mga kulay at liwanag.

Kagandahan na dala—binabandera tila,

simbolo ng tagumpay sa mga pinagdaanan,

simbolo s'ya ng buhay—maraming nakatunghay,

mula pagsibol niya'y ukit na ang daanan,

ang mga paru-paro ngayon ay nagliliparan,

mahalikan lang ang talulot ng kagandahan.

Ngunit siya'y pinitas—katapusan ng landas,

ini-alay s'ya kay Maganda bilang regalo,

simbolo ng pag-ibig—siya'y kaibig-ibig,

bulaklak ng pag-ibig na 'sing pula ng dugo,

naglalagablab na pula ang laman ng puso,

matingkad—pula na emosyon—dama ng puso.

Palapit na ang Buwan do'n sa huling pagsagwan,

nag-umpisa na... nalalanta na ang talulot,

mula sa kulay pula ito ay tila lila,

kasabay ng kandila—bumitaw ang talulot,

nauupos na kandila patungo sa limot;

buhay ay nalalanta katulad ng talulot.

Ang apat na mukha ng Buwan—parang buhay lang,

isang ikot mula umpisa hanggang mawala,

simula pagsibol n'ya, hanggang mamukadkad s'ya,

lahat nama'y pantasya, lahat ay mawawala,

dilim—liwanag na unti-unting nawawala—

hanggang sa tuluyang lamunin ni Bakunawa.

Wala nang matitira, tanging ang aking obra,

kadiliman, kalungkutan, at ang kamatayan,

wala nang matitira wala 'kong ititira,

dadalhin ko lahat sa landas ng kamatayan,

tanging kamatayan sa landas ng kamatayan,

ang 'di maiiwasang landas ng kamatayan.

Ako si Sidapa, lahat ay haharap sa akin sa huli, lahat ng bagay ay walang katuturan at kahulugan, tandaan mo 'yan, kamatayan lamang ang nag-iisang totoo, balang araw, ikaw ay mamamatay, sisikat ang pulang Araw, uulan ng luha ng pighati, ang buhay at kasiyahan ay maskara lamang ng tunay na kulay—ang kulay ng kamatayan, lahat ay mamamatay, kahit ang mundo na ito o kahit ang mga tala, walang kahulugan ang lahat maliban sa kamatayan; sa simboryo... sa saliw ng agunyas, ika'y kakantahan ko at kanta ko lamang ang aalingawngaw, lahat ay magbabalik sa hukay kung saan lahat ay nararapat, hayaan mo at makakalimutan ka rin, ang mga alaala mo, ang memorya; lahat ng tungkol sa'yo ay walang kahulugan sa oras na mamatay na rin sila na mga nakakakilala sa'yo, lahat ay magbabalik sa abo, lahat ay malilimutan, lahat ay mawawala, lahat ng konsepto ay gawa-gawa lamang, kahit ang mga diyos o ang buhay matapos ang kamatayan, tumayo ka na riyan, ika'y aking dadalhin sa kawalan—sa landas ng kamatayan, ang tanging katotohanan—ang katotohanan sa likod ng kamatayan—ang katotohanan—kamatayan; ang aking panaghoy, ang awit para sa lahat ng bagay na sa huli ay mamamatay rin naman, hindi totoo na walang walang-hanggan, dahil ang kawalan ay walang-hanggan, sa aking mata lahat ay pantay-pantay."

[maguayans]

Excerpt from Mariang Makiling

“Leave.”

Its voice echoed through the forestry, disturbing the seen and unseen, shaking trees and the ground. Nichole crutched down, weakened to the knees. She knocked her head to the earth, hands covering both ears to ease the painful ringing. Almost, she hoped for the sweet relief from Sidapa’s hand.

Slowly, the pressure in the atmosphere faded, breathing audible to her battered ears, her friends’ voices finally reaching her consciousness, calling out to her repeatedly.

“Nico!”

“Nichole!”

Maeri Keith was first to reach Nichole, hands tight on her shoulders, forcing her to stand. When she caught her crazed eyes, she knew what had happened—all too well, as if watching herself.

“Breathe, Nico”—the girl struggled, eyes streaming tinted tears—“What did you see?”

Notes: Hi, hello! Thanks so much for reading. How are you? It’s been a long time since the last Mariang Makiling excerpt! I finally had some good progress this week. *pops confetti* We’re getting to one of the most interesting part of this novella (though I’m starting to feel this might become a full novel. Hahaha.) Have a great day/night!

[ask-emilz-de-philz]

(( XDD BULAN LOOKS SO ANGI ))

This is my coping mechanism...

characters/ design not minee it all belongs to the all mighty and graceful @ask-emilz-de-philz

[ask-emilz-de-philz]

pano po niligtas ni sidapa si bulan, ganto po ba? (i really like their charac design po so i wanted to try hehe /not shipping* hindi namn daw sila)

(( aww Bulan crying 🥺🥺🥺 Thank you po! You made them look adorable! ;w; ))

[auburnitzy]

Nitzy, how would you feel if someone made an LMK oc based on Libulan and Sidapa's love story and made them related to Nawa?

YIPPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

[bengiyo]

Marahuyo Project Eps 3 & 4 Stray Thoughts

Last time, we met King, our out queer activist, whose family moved him to Marahuyo after he was expelled from his high school for making out with his friend and then knocking down the dean. Here, on an island with only 12 hours of electricity a day, King finds himself with little queer community and so decides to build it himself. He bonded with Venice, a trans girl in his class, to build an LGBTQIA+ organization in their school. Unfortunately, he must get the approval of the student council president and then the board. King believes the president is his enemy, but it’s clear these two are vibing. We’re also detecting queers all over the place, particularly Lorena and Lili. I’m having a blast to finally be back in the Philippines and to have a show not in the bubble.

Episode 3: Sidapa At Bulan

I’m getting really sad for Ino. I grew up in a city, and so as I started to figure out myself I was able to go online and express that. All he can do is write his letters to the cosmos and the gods and leave them on a rotting boat.

I am so happy for Venice that she has a friend. She’s clearly resurging out of her shell.

OOF, this eye contact scene.

Wow, Lili is smart enough to make sure they’re actually alone in the bathroom before having a serious conversation.

That’s right, Lorena, you take the time to figure out what queerness means to you.

Omg are we faking distress now??

CPR could actually break his ribs, so this is probably a terrible idea.

I’m glad they didn’t touch lips like this.

Okay, that tongue in cheek moment was something else. Holy shit.

I’m a fan of the plan to write letters back to Ino!

I bet it was Ino who vandalized the mural. This mermaid thing is too specific to the people of Marahuyo.

Marco, STFU. This is not about you! Lorena is standing up for her friend! FFS!

I always feel so much for people like Lorie in the community. Lorie never intended to come out, but she did to protect someone else in her community with a show of solidarity. I also came out because I didn’t want to hurt a woman I admired and respected a lot.

Archie and Venice were definitely close before. He knows way too much about her, and is constantly trying to protect her.

I do love how plain the politics of this show are. Drawing the comparison of people wanting to defend Ino’s family and reputation with the lack of defense for King and his friends is a strong note. It’s especially potent because Ino seems to have serious angst about his family’s reputation.

I love the notes exchange. Ino is smart, and definitely suspects that he’s actually writing to King. This is such a great way for him to work up his courage and comfort.

Episode 4: Santelmo

Wow. Cutting his hair while King was asleep is so, so violent.

King, please do not embarrass yourself IN A BARBERSHOP!

The barber may have done a good job with the haircut, but I’m still mad about his mom cutting his hair.

King is correct. Ino is way more attractive when he’s experiencing joy or amusement.

I love Venice. She came over to call out King on his bullshit and then immediately started teasing.

It’s 2024! We all verse now!

Okay, Lorie, that’s so difficult. I had wondered about her reactions whenever her dad came up in discussion.

Oh no. Does Venice know who died by the beach in the Santelmo story?

Oh ho, we’re sitting on a log on the beach and talking about love. I really love the way Adrian turns to the camera as King.

I actually love that King as a character is jaded about love. He’s not building an organization because he’s looking to smash or for love. He’s building it because he believes in community for people like him.

That being said, he’s so ridiculous about Ino.

COUPLE KEY CHAINS ALREADY??

Do we have any fans from the Philippines watching on Tumblr? I’d like some additional linguistic context about the ‘mermaid’ term. Getting the sense that Ino’s dad left for a queer relationship.

King’s shirt looks even gayer during this splashing scene.

They let these boys ride the bike themselves at night? Brave choices from this production team.

Wow, an even gayer crop top.

This grief scene was devastating.

Archie, dude, you’re killing me. You lost one trans friend. Why shove the other away like this?

Yeah, the mom basically just told Ino, “Don’t be gay.”

Um, I’m really fucking nervous about someone approaching the boat with a fucking torch.

I am absolutely in love with this show. I love that for all the posturing that there’s no queerness on Marahuyo, we now know of multiple characters who are either queer or closely related to queer people. It’s been so long since we’ve seen a show where the characters have expressed their feelings for each other in roundabout ways but won’t say it openly, and that not feel like shit. Everyone who’s seen them together can see what’s happening. I’m so nervous for Ino. I love that King is being patient with him without diminishing himself or his goals. I’m going to be thinking about Lorie abandoning the safety of heteronormativity and the closet to stand beside other queers, and also about Venice having to constantly defend hers and Christina’s names to their former best friend.

[masimmy5]

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A two horned mask with gold plating's. The god of death Sidapa or Madja owned a tall tree where he measures the life of mortals. Most describe him as extremely handsome man with golden horns.

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[saikokirakira]

Worshipped, not Bound (Jake Lockley x Bakunawa!Reader pt.2)

a/n: guess who's back on their Moon boi shenanigans? Me. I literally speed-wrote three parts in my attempts to procrastinate writing my Miguel O'Hara spicy WIP, so our favourite limo driver now has 4 parts in his introduction. also I quit my job. :))

Prev: IV. Jake pt.1 | Next: IV. Jake pt.3 | AU Masterlist

warnings: jake “the simp king” lockley origin story; angst as a sub-genre?; one-way intense pining; divorce babe; show's interpretation of DID; Tommy Wiseau joke; language / one (1) f-bomb; non-canon Philippine mythology

You returned to London with no problems.

Well, maybe two.

Marc and Steven.

Maybe Layla, but she didn’t return to London with Marc after the entire fiasco in Egypt.

It was cruel to make Steven and Marc think that you remained dead after releasing Bakunawa.

But it would be even crueler to bring them back into your world after they’ve been set free by Khonshu.

Still thinking about that twerp?

You rolled your eyes as the snake tattoo slithered around your hand while you raised your paintbrush to the easel.

It’s surprising how they didn��t even try to stop by in your workplace.

While Sidapa still had his glum demeanor, he definitely started picking up Bakunawa’s habit on being a pain in your ass.

We heard that.

“You were meant to.”

“What was that, dear?” your mentor called out from his desk.

“Nothing.”

“You should go get some rest. It’s quite late.”

You didn’t argue and began packing up.

Luckily you lived close to your work place. Just a half-hour walk.

But suddenly… you felt the scales under your skin out of instinct.

You looked up to the tops of one of London’s old buildings.

Nothing. Just the glow of the full moon.

A deep sigh left you at the sentimental sight.

For the rest of your walk, you refused to look at the sky.

 ...

Jake didn’t know why Khonshu wanted him to watch over you.

There were more better ways of him spending time while he was in control of his body.

Like finding where Harrow is for starters.

It wouldn’t be that hard to find the cultist harboring an equally murderous god in him if it was that easy to find you.

Jake tugged his cap lower to avoid the cameras as he snuck in the apartment building entrance before the door locked.

13th floor, Jake noted as he watched the lift stopped. He waited a beat before calling down the lift back down to follow you.

As the lift doors open…

“Oh, hi, Marc.”

Jake froze at the sight of you still in the lift, now smiling at him like catching his hand in the cookie jar.

Now, he was sitting in your living room with a good cup of joe with you in the loveseat across from him.

Where the hell was Khonshu?!

“How long have you been following me?”

“Two days.”

Damn it, why was he being honest?

“It’s good to see you.”

Jake swallowed heavily and kept his head down, hiding his eyes under his cap.

Probably not that honest.

“Did Steven tell you where to find me? Or was it Layla?”

Jake winced again.

While it was Marc who handed the divorce papers before all this happened, but now…

Layla did. All signed and delivered.

She wanted to stay in areas closer to Egypt, and Marc desperately wanted the freedom he’d been asking for since the beginning of being Khonshu’s slave.

It was a quick and easy process, and Marc barely put up a fight when the papers arrived.

It would’ve probably been different if Steven was around.

But Steven…

Steven hasn’t fronted since Cairo… wouldn’t even talk to Marc.

During the aftermath of the battle and Ammit was defeated, Steven just… faded away.

He was still in there but in a deep sleep.

If he only knew that Khonshu still had a hold of their body, Steven would know you were still alive.

But Jake wanted to keep you as his alone for a little while longer.

…

You watched Marc’s silent demeanor very carefully.

You expected him to be angry… or to at least be sarcastic with you.

Actually, you expected Steven to be the one to find you first.

You weren’t exactly hiding in the first place.

Something wasn’t quite right.

“Marc, why did you come looking for me?”

Finally… Khonshu appeared.

I need you to find Arthur Harrow for us.

Without hesitation, your scaled, armored claw had the stranger in a chokehold.

“Who the fuck are you?”

[aster-skies]

Spent most of Labor Day weekend dressing up my catgirl, Hanan. I made her near the end of EW (along with her sisters, Tala and Mayari) when I was going through some pretty bad burnout.

I'm still figuring out who she is and a lot of her personality. Seeing as I don't have a canon WoL yet (both Yrja and Kotone are non-wols and are featured in my friend's wolverse) she might fill in that spot as I go through msq. We'll see!

in the meantime, gaze upon her cuteness.

[quitealotofsodapop]

[I feel like Macaque and Libulan would get along very well. Both are moon entities, and are in love with a sweetheart on a mountain]

I just realized moon people get BITCHES

Like just see how many pairings there are!

Jiyu and Ykothe? That's just the moon and the tide!

Macaque and SWK? The moon and the sun!

Chang'e and Hou Yi? That's a representation of the moon and the ground!

Libulan and Sidapa? that's the moon and death itself being married!

Zuanshi and Meng? THAT'S THE MOON AND THE SKY DYNAMIC IF I EVER SEE ONE!

Anywayz, case closed, moon-coded people have rizz. /pos

I probably won't introduce Zuanshi unless you're interested in them (for description, Zuanshi is Jiyu's younger sister/brother)

Relationships regarding moon-coded people are my Roman empire (explanation if you don't get it; In the trend on TikTok, women record interactions with their husbands or boyfriends in which they ask them how often they think about the Roman Empire or to share the last time they thought about it; in short, thinking of a topic VERY often)

Couples with someone moon-coded make me ill in a good way; the trope is so damn bittersweet dairy products to lactose intolerant people. /pos

Posts about Libulan and Sidapa + Jiyu and her wife Ykothe.

Moon god swag/rizz.

Fun fact! Some versions of the Chang'e and Hou Yi myth; Hou Yi is associated with the Sun, as he's the one tasked with shooting down the Sun deities in chinese mythology. Some versions even have him banned to the sun as a mirror to his wife's punishment.

In my native mythos (Ireland), theres no one "moon god", but rather a collection of gods associated with it; Áine is the closest I can think of (goddess of Midsummer + the full moon) though she's more considered a sun goddess. There was also belief that luck was at it's best when the moon was waxing/getting bigger.

The Moon just got a vibe to it. Natural spotlight/timekeeper. You can look directly at it without going blind. All around great planetary object.