#smite ra

[takethisjunglebuff]

Khepri if he was in his human-like form. Pretty hunky if you ask me, I think Ra would agree.

[smiteplasmaspammer]

another headcanon, that Ra's ult is just concentrated extracted solar wind

[spop-romanticizes-abuse]

spop s5 in a nutshell:

[user-without-a-cool-acronym]

Cinder breaking spines at shadow dojo

[sporraky]

5 Anthro Bird Costumes (Super Rare)

[ap-kinda-lit]

I recently got a big picture book on Ancient Egypt and it included a painting of geese and idk why but the first thing I did was imagine an ancient Egyptian man’s bread getting stolen by a goose and he chases it around in the streets, cursing it in ancient Egyptian.

[supervitellus]

My submission for the SMITE Year-10 art event! Ra sporting his Ra-Bans

[a-book-of-creatures]

The eclipse is happening today because we have failed in our faith as a society. We no longer believe the way we once did, and thus this is happening as a sign and things will be going downhill rapidly unless we repent and change our ways.

In penance I will be reading from the Book of Overthrowing Apep, focusing on the passages Fettering Apep, Spitting on Apep, Trampling on Apep with the Left Foot, Taking the Knife to Smite Apep, Taking the Lance to Smite Apep, and Putting Apep on the Fire.

I hereby curse Apep, he who is also known as Am, Amam, Beteshu, Hemhemti, Hem-taiu, Iubani, Saatet-ta, Khermuti, Kenememti, Iubau, Karau-anememti, Khesef-hra, Hau-hra, Khak-ab, Khan-ru… uaa, Kharubu the Four Times Wicked, Nai, Nesht, Qerneru, Qettu, Sau, Seba-ent-seba, Sheta, Serem-taui, Sekhem-hra, Turrupa, Tutu, Uai, and Unti.

May Ra survive this and return to us unscathed.

[anisohtropy]

Kavetham constellation brainrot

we, collectively, don't talk about Kaveh and Alhaitham's constellations enough.

Looking at Alhaitham's first, Vultur Volans was the roman term for the constellation Aquila (the eagle). But why are we referencing its symbolism as a vulture instead of an eagle? That feels deliberate even though everyone assumes Alhaitham's meant to be an eagle. I contend that it's meant to be three things, an eagle, a vulture, and a falcon (just like the interpretations of the real constellation.) The eagle is obviously the well-trodden path of the divine symbol of Zeus/Jupiter. But what we kind of ignore is that the eagle was said to hold onto Zeus's lightning bolts, y'know his method of smiting people. Vultures and falcons have similarly death-related divinity. In an ancient desert environment, vultures are very useful as scavengers for getting rid of bodies to prevent the spread of disease and the general unpleasantness of rotting flesh. Falcons are very clearly associated with Egyptian gods, but particularly Horus, who was famously born/created from the dismembered body parts of his father. Interesting.

Now let's look at Kaveh. Paradisaeidae refers to birds of paradise, which are a real kind of bird, but the name is based on a kind of bird from Persian myth called the Huma bird. These things are wild. They're supposedly always flying and never lands on the ground. Some myths depict them like phoenixes, burning up every few hundred years to be reborn from the ashes. It's supposed to bring good fortune to people it flies over or who touch it. In some traditions it cannot be caught alive and whoever kills it will die within 40 days. It overall symbolizes unreachable highness and divinity. Obviously, it's a fake bird, but it's theorized that it's based on bearded vultures (meaning if we interpret it as a real bird that's gained divine properties, it would've probably done so via literally starving itself out of an unwillingness to bring or benefit from harming another creature).

They're the same kind of bird, fundamentally, but associated with opposing kinds of divinity. One brings destruction and the other brings fortune. One is self-sustaining, comfortable as the right hand of the true divine, but it is outcast due to its nature to survive using tragedy that befalls other creatures. The other cannot ever come down to be a normal bird, it sacrifices itself on an altar of being able to continue to bring joy to people it will never be close to. Change, decay, and cold rationality vs burning compassion and altruism and perfection. The burning bird can never be a meal for the vulture, as its death means only ash, and it is thus the only kind of misfortune of another creature the vulture can truly understand and care about. The Huma can never understand why the eagle is content as a messenger for the gods, why the vulture feels no guilt for the death it scavenges, why the falcon is content with a normal life when it was born with the potential for unimaginable greatness. The eagle, vulture, and falcon cannot understand the Huma's lack of pride or its willingness to damage itself for the sake of humans who would catch and kill it in their ignorance.

Also relevant is the fact that Deshret is clearly meant to be an analog of Horus or Ra. Both are associated with falcons and the sun, and their eyes are both significant in mythology (Deshret is symbolized by an eye in a sun in the lore). Nabu Malikata also has a massive pattern of sacrifice and she famously made a daughter-bird that was destined to die in the cataclysm.

There's a lot to unpack here but by god someone's gotta do it. The reincarnation, entangled souls, two sides of a coin vibes are SO STRONG with them. They're soulmates and the constellations only reinforce this when you pull back the hood on them. AAAAAA

[themandjetofra]

Story of Sekhmet's Rampage: Modern Retelling

🐾 𓋹𓍑𓋴 🐾

This is a translated and modern retelling of the story of Sekhmet, more specifically the story of the (almost) complete slaughter of mankind from The Book of The Heavenly Cow. I rewrote this myself using translated sources, aiming to make this reading more understandable.

Notice:

• The original translation has the name "Re", but it means the same as Ra.

• Some things I could not translate easier without removing most of it's meaning, so I did not.

• This is a retelling geared towards entertainment— I add a bit more personality and atmosphere to make the story flow together understandably. Nothing I added strays from the original.

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When Ra finished making His great creations, He took upon the form of man and ruled over all of mankind and the gods for many years. In His reign, Egypt prospered immensely, and great harvests were brought forth. But in the form of man, Ra grew old— His flesh of gold and His bones of silver, with hair made of genuine lapis lazuli. His kingship was no longer feared, and many laws were broken. Mankind had grown to have such audacity under His rule that they conceived of a wicked plot to overthrow Him.

His Majesty Ra heard of this plan, and His anger was like no other. He was utterly appalled at their disobedience, and so He turned to his advisors.

"Please summon to me my Eye, Shu, Tefnut, Geb, and Nut. Tell Nun from which I came to attend with His courtiers." He ordered. "You must bring them to my palace in secrecy, so mankind shall not see them. Their advice is greatly needed in this matter."

And so they were brought to Him right away, and these gods respectfully bowed in His Majesty Ra's presence. Nun awaited patiently for him to state his great trouble.

"Tell us of this situation, Ra." Nun encouraged.

"Oh ancestorial gods, Oh Nun from whom I was born from, look upon mankind which I created. These men have been plotting against me! Hear what they say of me, tell me what you would do about such a thing. I will do nothing violent to mankind until I have heard your thoughts of this." Ra spoke.

"Ra, what blasphemy! I ask of you to stay on your throne. Mankind has become rebellious, but I know they must still fear you. Turn your Eye upon them in the form of your daughter, Hathor. She will rightfully smite those traitors." Nun answered. Just as He did so, Ra had become aware of His people beginning to flee into the desert, their hearts fearful of what Ra might do with such a suggestion.

And so Nun continued.

"No eye is as capable as yours to bring divine retribution. Send it to them in the form of Hathor!" He proclaimed.

So from Ra's Eye His daughter Hathor came into being. She roamed the lands of Upper and Lower Egypt and slaughtered those who had plotted against Ra, taking immense delight in the destruction She brought upon mankind. She bathed in their blood, and killed everything that moved.

Ra watched from his throne as She did so, before summoning His daughter to stand before him.

"I Welcome your return, beloved Hathor! Have you accomplished what you were sent out to do?" Ra asked.

"As you live for me, I have indeed done what you have commanded. I have overpowered mankind, and it brings joy to my heart." Hathor rumbled. And so Ra approved. "That is good. I may gain power once more over them as king. Hold off on your murder."

But it was then the great lionness-headed Sekhmet was made from Hathor. She did not listen to Her father, and continued to kill across the lands of Egypt. The Nile ran dark red, and Sekhmet waded in the blood starting from Heracleopolis. Ra began to have sudden pity on mankind, even if they had rebelled against His kingship. But nobody was able to stop Sekhmet in Her bloodshed alone, and Ra knew this would have to be settled a much clever way. Ra called for speedy emissaries swift as shadow, and they were brought to Him, where His Majesty gave them orders.

"Journey to the isle of Elephantine and bring to me as much red ochre as you can carry!"

And they brought such to Him, returning it to the city of Ra by the time it was night. The maidservants of Heliopolis had been grinding barley and brewing beer even before their return. His Majesty appointed the high priest of Ra to pulverize the red ochre and add it to the beer, so that in the moonlight it bore resemblance to the blood of men. It looked indistinguishable from human blood, and seven thousand hebenet-jars of this beer was made. Ra inspected this beer closely at the eve of the day, when Sekhmet planned to journey south and kill greater mankind. The gods came with Ra in curiosity of His wisdom in this plan.

Ra was pleased with this beer, and had them take it to the place where Sekhmet was to be found by dawn. It was still night when the beer was poured out over the fields to the height of three palms.

When Sekhmet came hungrily the following day for the slaughter of men, She instead found the fields flooded with this beer the color of blood, and so She thought it was the blood of men whom She killed. Sekhmet was delighted at this sight, licking her lips before she drank from this liquid. To Sekhmet, She could tell no difference. She returned so drunk that She was unable to recognize the faces of men, and therefore could not kill them. Ra awaited for His daughter to return, welcoming Her warmly.

And so Sekhmet became Hathor once again, and beautiful women came to be in Imau.

🐾 𓋹𓍑𓋴 🐾

[takethisjunglebuff]

drew this doodle for a patch that buffed Horus and nerfed Thoth.

[vexwerewolf]

Hi Vex,

I had a mech idea/concept that I really want to flesh out but I'm not exactly sure how to best build it. The idea came from a conversation I had with my group about the Mecha genre vs the Sailor Moon/Magical Girl genre. And I thought, 'what if they kissed worked together?' So I decided to try and build a Magical Girl themed Mech.

So far, I am considering using Manticore as a base frame because I am really tempted to call it Sailor RA and do the whole "In the name of RA, I will CASTIGATE you!" thing. Other than that I'm thinking about maybe a Controller type build and/or maybe focusing on the really weird/paracausal abilities? Do you have any ideas for this kind of build?

Thank you!!!

Since we're doing Sailor Moon Magical Girl stuff, have you considered that instead of using the Manticore, you could use the Lycan, a Manticore altframe from the upcoming Operation Winter Scar module?

-- HORUS Lycan @ LL6 -- [ LICENSES ] HORUS Manticore 2, IPS-N Nelson 2, IPS-N Blackbeard 2 [ CORE BONUSES ] Overpower Caliber, Gyges Frame [ TALENTS ] Executioner 3, Nuclear Cavalier 3, Walking Armory 3 [ STATS ] HULL:4 AGI:2 SYS:0 ENGI:2 STRUCTURE:4 HP:21 ARMOR:2 STRESS:4 HEATCAP:8 REPAIR:5 TECH ATK:+1 LIMITED:+1 SPD:4 EVA:8 EDEF:10 SENSE:8 SAVE:13 [ WEAPONS ] Integrated: Shock Claws Integrated: Fuel Rod Gun FLEX MOUNT: Thermal Rifle HEAVY MOUNT: Nanocarbon Sword (Thermal Charge) // Overpower Caliber [ SYSTEMS ] Personalizations, Beckoner, Smite, Armament Redundancy

I call this one ECLIPSING BINARY SUPERGIANT PRISM POWER MAKEUP.

So the Lycan's basic conceit is that it's a two state system. You start combat with your normal stats as listed above, and a dormant superheavy weapon called the Shock Claws that cannot be used.

It has Slag Carapace just like the Manticore, giving it resistance to Energy and Burn damage. However, it replaces the Manticore's Unstable System, Charged Exoskeleton and CASTIGATE THE ENEMIES OF THE GODHEAD traits with two new ones. Interference Field causes nearby enemies to take Difficulty on attacks that don't target the Lycan, and Power Flux, which causes enemies to potentially become Impaired and Slowed if you take heat.

Your mech plays mostly like a normal Manticore for the first part of the fight. However, at any time, you may activate your core power, GO LOUD, which as a full action causes your mech to violently shed its outer plating. You lose Slag Carapace and Interference Field, your base Armor becomes 0 and your base speed becomes 6. You may then immediately move your speed and attack an enemy with your Shock Claws.

That's not all, however: you can charge up your Shock Claws by watching your allies get hurt.

If your friends take Structure damage before you GO LOUD, it charges up your Shock Claws. They initially deal 3d6+6 AP Energy damage (Overkill) in Threat 1 (although Gyges Frame already bumps that up to Threat 2) and cause another nearby enemy to take 1d6 AP Energy damage. If you see an ally take Structure damage, that goes up to Threat 2 (Threat 3 with Gyges). If you see an ally take Structure damage a second time, the damage increases to 4d6+6 AP Energy (Overkill) and the number of enemies who get struck by secondary damage increases to 2.

If an ally is destroyed in your line of sight before you GO LOUD, your Shock Claws instantly charge to full power, no matter what state they were in before.

This is a little bit more Super Saiyan than Sailor Moon, but you do get to go through a whole transformation/power up sequence and smite your enemies because they were mean to your friends.

[incorrect-rangers-quotes]

i have this post in my drafts dated 2019 apologizing for not posting much bc i was certified Goin Thru It :tm: at the time. and while i look at it sometimes and wish i could tell my baby self life's actually gonna be good and great and sexy and won't suck all the time, i have found i have somethin to say.

basically, if i'm not mistaken i started this blog in 2018. i remember drama between blogs i don't even recall the handles of. i'm pretty sure the slurs my friends call me today would obliterate me and like half of you back in the day. all the genders and literary takes i've heard of in and out of linguistics and social studies could blind a man. and that is deeply hilarious to me. i don't think i ever was in any drama in spite of my puritan baby mindset back then, but i'm not boutta start now.

matter of fact, i'm gonna outlast all of you. and this is a threat. i'll keep posting ra bullshit for 10 years. and then 20 years. and then however many more it takes for the gods to smite me for my hubris. staff themselves won't peel me off this site. i may post like once a month or whatever but baby i'll be POSTIN.

i invite you to come post ra with me. we will meet at the end of time and lock blades in a manner distinctly homoerotic. we will die with the heat death of the universe, hand in unlovable hand, with a mediocre children's book series strapped to our chests like a time bomb set to bring us back to the beginning and do it all over again.

bazinga

[mimisempai]

Smitten

Summary

Muriel hears Maggie and Nina say about Aziraphale and Crowley that they are so smitten, but the only meaning of smitten the angel knows is "to be beaten badly." So with the help of the two women, Muriel learns the other meaning of this word and realizes just how smitten the angel and demon are.

Notes

When Gabriel smites you, you've been... 

- Smiter? Smote?

- Smitten. 

On Ao3

Rating G -  1613 words

"So, yesterday, Crowley and I went to the park, and Crowley - don't say I told you - had brought frozen peas, as he always does, because, as he keeps saying, they love them, and it's good for them. And much to our surprise, there were some adorable ducklings. And what's even more adorable is that when we left, one of the ducklings started following Crowley."

Nina, who had been waiting for Aziraphale to finish his story, inquired, "With the 6 shots of espresso, would you like something else?"

Aziraphale cheerfully replied, "Two cinnamon rolls." 

Maggie asked, "The duckling, how long did it follow?"

Aziraphale, delighted to be able to continue his story, replied, "It took Crowley to carry it and bring it back to his family. Aziraphale leaned over and whispered, "He acted like a real mother hen. A-do-ra-ble!”

"So cute," Maggie exclaimed as Nina made gagging noises.

She handed him his order and Aziraphale paid before leaving the coffeeshop.

Nina sighed, and Maggie said as she watched him leave, "It's really sweet how smitten he is."

Nina replied, "To be honest, I don't know who's more smitten than the other, because even though he shows it in different ways, Mr. 6 shots of espresso is just as smitten."

"Ahem...sorry to bother you, but..."

Both women turned to Muriel, who had approached, and Maggie said gently, "Muriel, you're not bothering us, come on. What can we do for you?"

Muriel, their eternal notebook and pencil in hand, asked, "Well, I couldn't help but overhear your conversation, and I don't quite understand the use of the word 'smitten.' The only meaning I know is to be struck suddenly or violently, especially with the hand or an instrument held in the hand. So..."

The two women looked at each other with amused smiles before Maggie replied, "As far as Aziraphale and Crowley are concerned, it means that they are so in love with each other that they only see each other, that each is the center of the other's world, that they only talk about each other, like Aziraphale just did."

Muriel nodded and replied, "Yesterday Crowley was spying on Aziraphale between books and asked me if I didn't think he had an even more adorable smile than usual, does that mean he's 'smitten' too?"

Maggie nodded vigorously as Nina rubbed her hands and said, "I knew it, he's just as tender-hearted as the other one. Muriel, my darling little bee, I'm going to offer you the best hot chocolate you've ever had and you're going to tell me about all the times you think are good examples of the word 'smitten'.”

If there was one thing Muriel had enjoyed since discovering the taste, it was hot chocolate, so they had no intention of refusing Nina's offer.

They nodded and a few moments later the three of them were sitting around a table, Nina with a coffee, Maggie with herbal tea and Muriel with a large cup of hot chocolate.

Muriel thought for a moment, frowned, and said, "Besides talking about each other like that, what could be considered behavior that would show they are smitten?"

Maggie replied, "For example, two people not being able to be in the same room without being close to each other."

Muriel gasped and asked, "Is it possible to be smitten before they're even, uh... together? Because the first time I met them, in Aziraphale's bookshop..."

"This is ridiculous!"

Muriel jumped back in their chair, still not knowing what to do with the cupperty in their hands. 

The person who had just entered continued, "Why don't you just go by train? You love trains."

He went to put some green plants in a corner and when he turned around, he saw them and asked, " Who's this now?"

The angel replied gently, " This is a human police officer who's just popped in to have a quick look at a cup of tea."

Muriel leaned back in this chair and said in a voice they wanted to be sure of, "'Ello, 'ello, 'ello."

The red-haired man smiled at them, but Muriel saw at once that it wasn't the same smile as the angel's, as he addressed them, "Tell me, Constable..."

Muriel corrected him, "Inspector."

The angel said quietly, "Oh... you know, you are dressed as a constable." 

The red-haired man approached the angel and rested his arm on the back of his chair as Muriel replied, "Inspector Constable! That's my name."

As he sat on the arm of the angel's chair and leaned shamelessly against his shoulder, the red-haired man replied, "Of course it is," before chuckling and adding, "First visit to Earth, is it, by any chance?"

Muriel, disturbed by the proximity of the two people in front of them, spontaneously replied without paying attention, "Yes! It's amazing, isn't it? Just the..."

They stopped just in time.

"Anyway, since I've been here, I've noticed that this is pretty standard behavior with them. When Aziraphale sits down at the table and Crowley sits next to him, he automatically pulls out the chair to sit closer to him. There's plenty of room on the sofa, and yet they're always crowded together when it's just the two of them..."

"Oh, that's just it, Muriel," MAggie replied.

This time it was Nina who intervened, "It's also when one or both people can't keep their hands to themselves."

"Oh!" exclaimed Muriel, "that's Aziraphale! Every time Crowley is near him, he's always touching him, taking his hand, putting his hand on his shoulder..."

Maggie interjected ecstatically, "Aw, that's adorable."

Muriel continued, "He really can't help himself, one day..."

When Aziraphale returned from Maggie's with new records, Muriel motioned for him to be quiet and pointed to Crowley, who had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Aziraphale nodded, entrusted the records to them, and whispered, "Can you put them with the others and check the record box?" 

Muriel obeyed, but from where they stood they could see the sofa and couldn't help but watch with curiosity.

Aziraphale grabbed the blanket and covered the demon before crouching down in front of him.

Muriel saw him reach out to the red head, as if to stroke its hair, but he pulled his hand back just before touching it, made the gesture several times in a row, then suddenly, as if losing or winning a battle with himself, he gently stroked the sleeping demon's head.

Hesitantly at first, then more confidently when he saw that the sleeping demon leaned its head into the angel's hand.

So he continued, and even from where they stood, Muriel could see the sleeping demon's smiling face, and also the adoring expression on the angel's face.

Maggie, beaming after Muriel's story, said with a smile, "That's the perfect example. So adorable. Being smitten, it's full of little things like that, you know, a special smile for each other, sometimes you feel like they're in their own bubbles, or their expression changes when the other one enters the room."

Muriel nodded, finished their mugs of chocolate and asked, looking innocent, "Does that mean you two are smitten, too?" Maggie's eyes lit up as Muriel continued, "Because Nina's expression changes every time you walk into the coffee shop, Maggie."

Maggie raised an eyebrow and turned to Nina, "Really?"

Nina decided to ignore her and replied to Muriel, "I think you know enough about that word now. And your cup is empty."

Muriel laughed softly, because they were getting used to the two women who reminded them of Aziraphale and Crowley, with Nina sometimes being as grumpy as Crowley. 

Maggie got up as Muriel did. 

"Let's go home together, Muriel, maybe you can tell me about the times you think Nina is 'smitten.'"

Nina exclaimed, "Maggie!" 

Maggie laughed as she and Muriel quietly left the coffee shop.

Across the street, in the bookshop, indifferent to the gossip of which they had just been the center, Aziraphale and Crowley sat side by side on the sofa, the demon enjoying his coffee and the angel his cinnamon rolls.

Crowley, amused, looked at him and asked, "Isn't that cannibalism?"

Aziraphale stopped eating and looked at him, confused, "What?"

Crowley's smile widened as he replied, "Well, it's like you are eating yourself..."

Aziraphale's eyes widened as he muttered, "Don't talk nonsense."

Crowley retorted, "Angel, everyone knows you're a real cinnamon roll." 

Aziraphale waved the cinnamon roll in front of him and replied, "You're being silly… again."

"Whatever, angel. Give me a bite, please"

He opened his mouth, waiting until the angel brought the pastry to his mouth. Crowley took a mouthful, munched on it, and said mischievously, "It's really sweet. But I need to check something..."

He leaned forward and pressed his lips to the angel's in a light, tender kiss before pulling away and saying, "...that's what I thought, you're much sweeter."

"Crowley!" Aziraphale exclaimed with a slight blush in his cheeks.  However, the embarrassment did not stop him from finishing his cinnamon roll under the demon's amused gaze.

Not to be outdone, after swallowing the last bite, the angel murmured, "You're lucky I love you."

That made Crowley nearly choke on his last sip of coffee, and now Aziraphale wasn't the only one with slightly rosy cheeks. 

They stared at each other in silence for a few seconds before they began to laugh, mocking themselves.

Then, when the laughter died down, Crowley cupped the angel's face between his hands and captured his lips in a sweet, coffee and cinnamon-flavored kiss. 

Had Muriel entered at that moment and caught the demon's gaze on the angel just before their lips met, the word "smitten" would no longer have been a mystery to them.

_________

Still not beta'd

Still not my native language

Still hoping you'll enjoy this story  🥰

Still thanking you for bearing with me 😝

Ineffable Growing Love series : here (After season 2)

Ineffable Husbands masterlist : here (Before season 2)

[sigyns-drafts]

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Norse mythology

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Hoenir

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Sif

Thrud

Magni

Modi

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He bo

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Nu wa

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Set

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Yemoja

Ymir

Yu Huang

Zeus

Ror!Thor x Fem!Sif reader(A kiss under the evening sun)

Ror!Hermes x NB! Human reader (Enchanting music of the night)

In whistling spirits can be growth (Hades x Persephone)

With an Honorary status, beware the rubble (Odin, Loki, Sigyn, Angrboda)

The unlikely jackal-headed companion (Ror!Anubis x fem!reader)

Bonding by the Nile (Smite!Sobek & Neith)

With parental aid, my cycle's dread will fade (Hel!Reader with Loki and Sigyn)

Slumber in the Divine Boardroom (Gn!Reader x ror!Hades x Buddha x Loki x Poseidon)

Secret crushes and seashells (Ror poseidon x oc)

You remind me so much of him (ror buddha x fem!reader)

[be-your-bast]

Nightmares Begone

Take a piece of paper and with a red pen write down the nightmare you want to be free of. With each bold proclamation tear a piece from the paper. You are shredding the nightmare and all hold it has on you. At the end dispose of the pieces however you see fit. (paper shredder, burn, soaking in a bowl of water before throwing away etc.) (This ritual was created specifically for my partner using the Names of our house. However, this may be used by anyone who would benefit. ) ---

Ra commands, Ra demands, the uncreated will be removed by His hands You are not welcome here serpent of Isfet! Set has the beast bound, it cannot return and in your dreams it will not be found You do not have sway over me or my dreams! Khonsu's smite is great, He rends the enemy of its power, leaving nothing behind in His wake No more will your tongue whisper your lies and hate!

Tutu's hunt never ceases, demons caught will be torn to harmless, tattered pieces No harm shall come to me in my dreams! Bast's claws shred and tear fast, doing away with the seeds of nightmares past There is nothing left of you to fear! Sekhmet's fiery maw does not forgive, does not forget, burning away all that would cause you any upset My dreams have been purified by the Lady of Fire! Taweret soothes the pain and heals the burns, Her waters bringing peace in turn. My soul is healed and runs free of discourse! Yinepu-Wepwawet holds your heart, leading the way to a fresh start My dreams are now full of potential! Heru stands alert, full of wary, keen of eye for any adversary No one shall escape His watchful Eye!

With all this now said, go in peace and rest your weary head.