#svarozhits

[alephskoteinos]

Just saw something fascinating: the demon Belphegor comes up in a Christian text about a pagan revolt and alleged persecutions of Christians.

(Paganism Persisting: A History of European Paganisms Since Antiquity by Robin Douglas and Francis Young, page 51)

Here Belphegor is called "Beelphagor" and identified with a deity called Pripegala. It's not clear who Pripegala actually is.

Scholars agree that Pripegala is a distorted identity, but the real name behind that is a matter of debate. It is currently supposed that the name Pripegala may have come from an epithet of the god Svarozhits, who was probably also worshipped as "Radegast-Swarożyc" in Rethra. But if it is Svarozhits, it's an interesting case where Svarozhits was worshipped as a phallic god or in a phallic cult, since the text appears to identify "Pripegala" with Priapus, noted Greek phallus god. There's not really any info on where that connection came from.

[miss-marmalade]

❝What Remains of the Old Gods❞

Pairing: Dean Winchester x Original Character/Reader

Warnings: Canonical level of violence, angst, sexual references, swearing, etc., no nsfw, eventual fluff

Summary: Mara’s tried to ignore strange occurrences around her and her family but as she learns more about her lineage and her father’s attempts to reach out to her estranged uncle, Bobby, she’s compelled to contact him on her own. Unfortunately, making herself known to the hunter, and whatever creatures have an eye on him, forces her to enter the hunting world.

A sneak peek…

Spring 1998

The creek of the oven opening blends in with a rickety old fan. I hear Sam writing, his pencil gliding along paper from a notebook. We sit on a couch in the living room.

I peer over his shoulder, where there’s sketches of symbols I’ve only ever seen on some of Bobby’s books.

I ask, “What is that?”

“This?” He gestures to the notebook, to which I nod. “You should ask Bobby.”

I lean back on the couch and try to ignore the gnawing thoughts going through my head.

What if Bobby did have something to do with Karen’s disappearance? Can the same man who visited after the accident make the love of his life disappear?

I look around Sam and I in case Bobby’s in earshot. I hear something clang in the kitchen, so I hope he’s too busy to walk into the living room.

I blurt out, “Is Bobby dangerous?”

Sam’s eyes open wide in shock until his forehead starts to wrinkle, and he says, “I don’t think you know who you’re talking about.”

“Yea, I guess I don’t,” I respond, moving to examine the piles of books and the strange languages they harbor.

Most of the books have a fair coating of dust, some of them almost solid grey from dust bunnies, so I grab one of the few that seem to be free of whatever’s stick to the others. This one, I realize, not only lacks dust, but it’s spotless pages, aside from dogeared corners, give me the opinion that the book must have been cared for.

Sam continues, “You can’t just come around here as if you know him, which you don’t, and call him whatever you want.”

I refrain from looking him over the book in my hands. “You’re the one acting as if you know me, Sam.”

My hands trace across the title, “Slavic Gods and How to Hunt Them,” etched onto the book cover. The chapter titles, as stated in the index, are named after gods called Yarovit, Svarozhits, and other names I can’t pronounce. But the names of few, like Veles, “the god of magic, alchemy and the realm of the dead,” are circled with notes of them written in the margins.

Sam says, “That’s got to be Bobby’s only fake book in the whole house.” He walks over to me, cautiously, as if he’s worried I’ll snap at him. “Monsters, demons, I’ll believe. But pagan gods are a hard sell, even for me.”

It’s then that I finally come back to my senses. “Is this a weird joke to you, Sam? Are you some sort of occultist? Or are you just insane?”

Bobby clears his throat, standing at the entryway of the room, straight as a rod with his arms crossed. “What did I say, boy?”

“Sorry, sir.”

He points to Sam. “I’ll deal with you later.” Bobby gestures towards me. “I think it’s about time you go home, Mara. Don’t want to leave your parents thinking worse of me already.”

“Do you seriously believe all that crap?” I scoff.

“No, and none of us do,” Bobby glares at Sam. “He does this with everyone.”

The boy says, “Just let her take one of the real books.”

“Drop it.”

I say, “So what? That’s it? I go home, pretend this never happened, we never see each other again? I never even asked about Karen.”

Bobby stiffens. “I should’ve figured she’s the reason you came here.”

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A/N: This is a snipet from an upcoming work ! I'm almost done with the first chapter, although I'm not sure how long each part should be. Very soon after I started this, I lost time because of class, but I'm back now :) The first chapter's almost 4k words, which I know isn't long for a lot of writers, I'm just still new to writing fanfic

[sakuracyanide]

genshin impact verse. take 2.

name: zoisite homeland: snezhnaya age: 25 vision: pyro allegiances: himself

history: copy+paste the golden kingdom sailor moon lore into genshin. zoisite was a small who came into consciousness in snezhnaya (svarozhits, god of fire & war) though eventually grew tired of the endless warfare his position demanded of him and his way to khaenri'ah to serve the human kingdom. he, like the other four guardians, truly believed the time of gods had passed and it was their duty to protect the new future of mankind. not ruling over them, but serving alongside them.

unfortunately, their love was their downfall. mankind plumbed depths that were not meant to be seen - and due to this, the four gods were all infected by forbidden knowledge and their kingdom was lost.

though khaenri'ah could not be saved, the four survived to the end of the battle. rukkadevata was able to save them - but the cost was high. the four all ceased to be who they were, and what she managed to salvage was so small it could scarcely be called divine.

but it granted them new lives, as each of the four was reborn as a human in their former homelands.

the human known as zoisite was born and raised in snezhnaya. like most other young man he was eager to join the fatui - though he found his mission most frustrating. he was set to sumeru as a spy and quickly fell in love with the land of wisdom, joining spantamad and becoming one of its most renown scholars. combat magic comes easily to zoisite regardless of element or discipline - though anything remotely related to healing seems out of his wheelhouse.

the abyss order has been seeking out the reincarnations of those four gods, hoping to awaken their lost memories using divine knowledge capsules.