#to: my king

[lostinvasileios]

I've realized how clingy I am to my gods. And. To be quite honest, I've seen too many people saying it's bad to be so. To be attached to them.

I understand the statement, but, at the same time, loving and getting attached to your deities is a part of the journey. It's bound to happen when you bond, one way or another. Stronger, or weaker. You'll get used to them. Comfortable. Regardless of what type of relationship you may have with them. (Romantic, parental, mentor, ect.)

And it isn't a bad thing!

For example, I've found out Hekate is my soul mother. And, ever since, I've been purely a mama's boy to her. Sleeping in her arms and spending time burying myself in her presence. I don't find it humiliating or shameful like I thought it would - I thought, since they're a god, it doesn't matter if we have a strong soul bond between us. "I should stay in a mortals place." I was always told, I always thought.

I'll say this for free, you're loved. You're worthy of expressing it, of feeling it, of being vulnerable and soft with it. Being yourself. Especially with your gods. Especially with the ones who are spoused to your soul.

Your deities love you. You're allowed to love them back. You're allowed to cry to them until you can't breathe. You're allowed to hug on to them and have them to hold you lovingly. You're allowed to say how much you love them and feel their reciprocation flowing through your soul.

Divine love is euphoric. It's something so powerful and raw. Something so spectacular. To feel their love rush through you is greater than any drug in the world. The very hands that have power to rip you to shreds instead caress your skin and adore you. That love and cherish you just as much as you do them, more than you can comprehend. And you're worthy of feeling it.

There's no shame in feeling love, in giving love, &/or receiving love from the gods. It's one of the very foundations of why we worship in the first place. Love has infinite forms, love is various between each individual. It's in everything. So why deny it? Why try and tell people that it's wrong, or that it's blasphemy when simply everything, in one way or another, comes back to love?

Love your deities. Let them love you. It's your heart. Don't let others tell you how to use it.

[monophobix]

the real MVPs of arcane

[eethok]

turns out there is nothing stopping you from making a pngtuber so you can rp working in a scriptorium

[turtledovers]

Shadow Sweep

[fckbatmanhiskidsareminenow]

multilingual batkids. they learn each others languages so they can mix and match. for example:

tim in french: have you figured out how we’re gonna tell b we’re not going to that gala yet?

damian in arabic: no i thought that was thomas’ job?

duke french: me? no jason said he’d do something

jason in arabic: hey don’t drag me into this!

dick in romani: i’m gonna kill him i really i am

steph in russian: who are we killing?

dick in english: ah! nobody! wait i didn’t know you spoke romani

tim in greek: you’re an asshole

jason in english: wait my greek is rusty say it again slowly

tim in greek: you’re an asshole

jason: …. you motherfucker

cass signing: nice drawing

damian in chinese: thank you

dick yelling at bruce about something he did

jason in spanish: what language is he speaking right now?

tim also in spanish: uh all of them i think

jason: does bruce even know-

tim: no he doesn’t

[tariah23]

Oh…. Well, it’s over for Crunchyroll I guess

[lowereastnowhere]

In honor of infamous opponent to human rights Anita Bryant finally croaking, let's remember that time Vincent Price told her to fuck off with that homophobic bullshit in an immaculately cultured, polite way. 🫡

[mild-goth-sauce]

An informational comic I drew last year for my Comics 2 class, reposting it to my new account (had to jump ship from the old one unfortunately) with some minor grammar changes and learned my lesson in adding watermarks! Happy early pride :)

[technovillain]

i come from the universe where everything is the same except disney heroines get like an ounce of their fathers' obviously dominant genes and their clothes are like 80% more historically accurate. it's beautiful here.

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[smoothjazzdigit]

Have you guys seen that clip

Go off Kermit

[boydonegood]

hell yea man flip that mushroom !!!!!

[lostinvasileios]

The love of being a devotee is unreal.

I can't help but get so lovesick for my beloved deities at times. The world is too noisy and overwhelming for me, there's too many things to do, there's so much of everything most of the time, and to feel their cleansing touch of relief wash over me like the silkiest waterfall is something I can't help but crave and it fills my mind repeatedly. I'll begin to say their names in my head until it morphs into nothing but incoherent gibberish of my love and devotion, like a sleepy prayer I whisper just as I drift off seconds later.

My tongue and teeth practically become a vessel for speaking life into my neediness and my longing for my deities to come and swift me away back into their ever so tender and dreamy arms. So that I may go into my mind palace again and tend to their ginormous altars I built myself. So that I may rest my head upon their thrones and feel their fingers grace my hair and my face, tracing over the collars I wear in honor of them and kissing their rings and palms.

I get so drunken on them that I cannot help but think of them at all hours of the day sometimes, that when I lay to pleasure myself in the depths of the night I end up calling for them the entire time. Their essence drowning me underneath and around. They reciprocate my need so sweetly that I find myself so confused at times of the amount of affection they give. Unprovoked and in return. The feeling of them encouraging me to my climax, of them draping me in kisses and gentle caresses, of giving me the beautiful visions and whispers of love is something I can only explain with an unknown language I have conjured up myself.

All I wish to do is spend my time worshiping my beloveds. Bowed at their feet or singing their praises, cooing and hanging on to their every word and feeling how the breath escapes me when they bless me with their touches. How they so lovingly hold me close, and tell me I am the most wonderful boy they have ever had the pleasure of calling their own. How they deem me so sweet, so perfect and all they have ever wanted. How they speak of my higher self so smitten-ly and so devoted-ly. How they give me my poetry, my offerings, my energy spent and everything else in full return tenfold. To spend every second of my day being able to be held and treated so softly is something every piece of me prays for.

Then again, when distanced from them, I relish in the feeling of that intense pump of my heart, that swelling sensation of warmth that cascades my stomach and tingly spreads all over whenever I smell their scent, or feel their love radiate to me and consume my energetic field whole. How amazing they are, how absolutely stunning they are, how lucky I am, how infinitely grateful I remain for them and everything they come with.

Nhghdjikk oh man, oh jeez. I love them so much guys.

[auroblaze]

💫Heritage - whether you like it or not.💫

what if we both have to inherit godly powers from extraterrastrial beings and we were both hedgehog AND boys??????? 😳 But in a, two sides of one coin way,

[astrolavas]

a bit late for mermay but. obligatory mermaid au

[bleepzip]

when did i start to lose the parts of me that weren’t just anger?