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In honour of me finally figuring out Dionysus claimed me here is something I drew for him
Zeus want a hug from his favorite babies u.u
Son of Hades, blessed by Persephone
Arius is the son of Hades and a demigod, Morgan, the daughter of Hekate. He was conceived when Morgan, who had fallen for Hades, went down to the Underworld and disguised herself as Persephone. It took a couple of months before they realized what had happened, which made Persephone angry. She planned on going after the demigod but Eileuthyia, the goddess of Childbirth, and Hekate, goddess of Witchcraft, Magic, and Ghosts, stopped her explaining that she was pregnant.
Hekate and Persephone made a deal that once Morgan had had the child, Persephone could kill her for her deeds. Once the child was born, Morgan was killed and Persephone went to bring the child to the Underworld to raise him as her own, Zeus stopped her saying that the child was a demigod and couldn't be raised by her and Hades.
Because of this, Arius was raised as an orphan and was constantly being tossed from home to home because of his ADHD, Dyslexia, and his notoriously short temper. He had very few friends until he met Neith, another demigod.
Daughter of Athena, Hunter of Artemis
Neith is the daughter of Athena, and a mortal, Johnathon, an archeologist. She decided to join the hunters after watching one of her half sisters get eaten by a cyclops. She is the second-in-command to the Lieutenant, because of her natural intelligence and battle prowess though her fear of spiders does get in the way.
She met Arius when her and the other hunters helped Camp Half-Blood bring demigods back to the camp. While she was undercover at a highschool, she found multiple jocks attacking a 13 year old kid but before she could intervene, she watched as Arius lashed out and took all four jocks down by himself.
She quickly realized what he was and took him to Camp Half-Blood, which is where their friendship blossomed as Arius had taken to following her around like a small brooding duckling. At first she was agitated but after closer examination she realized that he didn't really seem to fit in anywhere.
Son of Asclepius, blessed by Apollo
Aeson is the son of Asclepius and a mortal woman who could see through the mist, Avana, who was actually already raising a daughter of Apollo, Merida, who was already going to Camp Half-Blood. Because of this, Apollo decided to bless his grandson.
As he grew up he expressed in interest in being a doctor or a healer which excited his 'sister' and his mom, who both thought it would be a good fit for him.
His best friend is also another demigod who had been going to the same school as him since kindergarten. Felix and Aeson were almost complete opposites but that actually made them closer.
Son of Dionysus
Felix is the son of Dionysus, and a mortal, though it unknown who she was. He grew up in a foster home with surprisingly good parents. Felix was an absolute wild child, who loved to play outside and adored parties, and grape juice.
He was normally a happy child but sometimes it was almost like a switch would flip and he would be thrown into a wild rage. Most people tended to avoid him because of that, but Aeson didn't see anything wrong with his temper and befriended him.
When they were finally taken to Camp Half-Blood when they were twelve they both instantly began trying to befriend the hostile Arius. After awhile they began to wonder if he had any friends but when the Hunters of Artemis came to visit they saw how close him and one of the Hunters were which shocked them as the Hunters of Artemis were notorious for their hatred of men.
February Magic Correspondences
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February is a month of love, abundance and purification. As winter gradually gives way to the first hints of spring, it's the perfect moment to cleanse the past and open the heart to new possibilities. This month is deeply connected to Februus, the Roman god of purification, who help us to release what no longer serves us. His influence encourages rituals and practices that help clear away negativity and create space for fresh intentions. This month brings an energetic focus on passion, fertility, and harmony. It’s a time to honor the primal forces of love and joy, whether in romantic relationships or in the bonds we share with ourselves and others. February also honors Juno Februa, goddess of love and sacred unions, and Faunus, god of fertility and nature. In this month of both purification and passion, it’s an ideal time to work with love spells, self-care rituals, and practices that help purify your mind and spirit.
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Celebrations:
Imbolc / Candlemas (February 1-2)
Lupercalia (February 13-15)
Parentalia (February 13-21)
Juno Februa (February 14)
Valisblot (February 14)
Valentine's Day (February 14)
Planets:
Venus, Moon, Mars
Flowers:
Snowdrops, Crocus, Violet, Carnation, Primrose
Herbs/Plants:
Rosemary, Myrrh, Nutmeg, Pine, Sage, Hyssop
Tarot Cards:
The Lovers, Two of Cups, Four of Wands
Fruits:
Banana, Grapefruit, Kiwi, Pomegranate, Strawberry, Blood Orange, Blackberry
Vegetables:
Cabbage, Leeks, Carrots, Potato, Cauliflower
Deities:
Februus, Faunus, Juno, Venus, Cupid, Pan, Aphrodite, Ares, Eros, Dionysus, Persephone, Brigid, Áine, Yue Lao, Lada, Bastet, Oshun, Sjöfn, Aradia
Colors:
Purple, Pink, White, Blue, Yellow, Silver
Runes:
Wunjo, Gebo, Ehwaz
Crystals:
Amethyst, Rose Quartz, Ruby, Garnet, Moonstone, Aquamarine, Pink Agate
Animals:
Otter, Sheep, Dove, Lamb, Wolf, Dog, Deer, Goat
Trees:
Rowan, Cedar, Myrtle, Laurel
Symbols:
Hearts, The Phallus, Brigid’s Cross, Snowdrops, Candles
Magical Powers:
Love, Fertility, Purification, Sex Magick, Healing, Abundance, Faerie Magick
ACTIVITIES TO DO
💌 Celebrate the season’s festivities.
💌 Clean your garden.
💌 Cleanse your home .
💌 Do love or fertility spells.
💌 Practice self-love and kindness to yourself.
💌 Work with deities connected to this month.
💌 Enjoy dairy products like milk or cheese.
💌 Light candles around your home.
💌 Connect with the fire element.
💌 Read about faerie folk.
💌 Connect with deities associated with love.
💌 Meditate in nature and leave seeds for birds.
💌 Cook and share meals with loved ones.
💌 Show love to your body.
💌 Donate to Animal shelters.
💌 Try new recipes with blackberries.
💌 Write gratitude letters to the Universe or your deities.
💌 Buy yourself something special, you deserve it♡
💌 Eat comforting foods like chocolate or pancakes (make a wish when flipping pancakes!).
💌 Try new ways of divination.
💌 Do kitchen magick and cook recipes with intentions.
💌 This month is all about purification so get rid of all toxic people that hurt you.
💌 Pick snowdrops, dry them, and use them for future spells.
💌 Read about Godess Brigid.
💌 Take care of you both mentally and physically.
💌 Start a journal.
💌 Wear rose quartz and pink agate in your pockets to attract positive love and harmony.
💌 Donate things you don’t need anymore.
Kaos being cancelled rlly sucks and I’m sad we don’t see the continuation of the story but lord in heaven how do you make Orpheus Chris Martin when hozier was right there yearning and trying to bury himself, ascending to a higher plane of existence, viewing all his past lives, realising he is in fact the reincarnation of Orpheus and meanwhile Chris Martin is probably out there making a salad without dressing
I’m calling it now Poseidon is gonna be fucking Ryan Reynalds
Edit: well this aged like milk
Short "myth" about Titan of Peace Odysseus.
After many days Dionysus finally found a perfect spot for his cult to celebrate. It was a small island full of fruits, flowers and other breathtaking sights.
He let his people and satyrs alone for a day while he would gather the wine needed. What surprised him was that once he was back, his people were asleep. Even when they woke up they would act too calm to enjoy a party.
Dionysus tried again and again to make them active. In the act of desperation he called out Apollo to help him.
The god of music at first laughed at the god of wine, claiming that he's so boring that even his followers mellowed down.
But suddenly the same thing happened to Apollo's followers as well. His musicians would only play lullabies and his dancers only moved slowly in embrace.
Buty gods tried to find the source of it all and it was then where they found Titan Odysseus sleeping in the nearby field of flowers.
Narcoleptic titan probably planned only to nap for a short while but black or loud wildlife on this island created a situation where nothing would wake him up naturally and now everyone was experiencing an effect of his domain.
Both gods tried everything to wake him up but nothing was helping. The river was too shallow, warm and calm to wake up titan and most animals were unwilling to help.
Finally out of desperation Dionysus lured in the loudest goat on the island and Apollo used its horn to turn it into an instrument noisy enough to awaken their friend.
They blew at it with the full power of their lungs. It was heard by a nearby island as well and even Helios would almost trip from his chariot, being startled by the instrument.
But it worked! Odysseus woke up. With slow movement he stretched his limbs. Seeing tired looking Apollo and Dionysus (they are tired since they tried to wake him up for days) he asks if he can help them with anything. The two gods explained the situation which made Odysseus embarrassed. He apologised and promised to leave the island, but Dionysus invited Ody to come back in three days. He would be able to enjoy some fun and music and he would be a huge help in calming down drunk followers of his.
The gods and titan enjoyed their time with mortals and the world was introduced to new instruments. The horn 📯
Little drawings of some of my favourite ships
Hades is a game that I never knew I needed to play and now I'm 5 years late to the party.
Totally love Dionysus' vine like hair
this is my drawing for tomorrow idk if I’ll post more for today so take this
My Dionysus design :3 took me two hours and 37 minutes!
don’t ask me why he’s shiny he’s prolly jst oiled up or smth 🤷♂️
Special Digital Offering to Lord Dionysus
HAPPY ATHESTERIA! 🍇🍷
rise of the bacchus! (Blessed Anthesteria!!)
When the chariot of the sun rises after ten reckless nights,
The Bacchus rises with his nymphs and satyrs and in his hand is a thyrsus,
Creatures of the world dance in joy as the music fills their ears,
And the mothers smile at their children’s cheers.
Maenads, satyrs, nymphs of all types,
And the women, the workers, and people of all kind,
Children wear their ivy wreaths and they sing for the Bacchus,
‘My neighbors and friends have you heard the news?
Today, today, the son of Smele and Zeus
He walks the earth with his goblet filled with wine
With leopards and panthers walking with the divine.’
A pinecone and ivy vines curled around it,
The glorious thyrsus stands tall,
A symbol of the vintage god,
It gives him highlights, I must admit.
He lurks around the actors while they play a dramatic skit,
Giving them skill that makes us bawl,
As the lovers twirl in their waltz,
Moonlit lights and stars what a lovely skit
My neighbors and friends have you heard the news?
Today, today, the son of Smele and Zeus
He walks the earth with his goblet filled with wine
With leopards and panthers walking with the divine
OLYMPUS: a collection of playlists inspired by greek gods and goddesses
Continua a leggere
Sadge Shiva
Shiva got super sad cause of some backstory stuff so D/Z comforted her with grape juice!
Dionysus/ Zagreus
Id like to think the two gods are kinda one in the same like a fusion. Two minds, one body
Redesigns of a few characters, and a few characters I am now showing. Technically, Roxanne is a redesign because I changed what she looks like but I hadn't officially made her on Gacha Life 2(till now) since I had gotten my new phone. She used to have brown hair and brown eyes. Now she has red hair and brown eyes.
And not any less of an asshole than before.
Anyways.
Destiny 'Dez' Fischer(daughter of Dionysus, twin sister of Dexter)- the one with the strip of red hair and holding a sword.
Dexter Fischer(son of Dionysus, twin brother to Dez)- the one with black and purple hair.
Dante Fischer(son of Zeus, half-brother to Dez and Dexter)- red hair and blue eyes.
Young Roxanne(3yrs)- red hair and brown eyes, before she got her wings cut off by her parents.
Roxanne Fischer(adult)- red hair and brown eyes, looks not happy.
Does Dez look too much like a boy?
Destiny 'Dez' Fischer!
She has a twin brother and is a child of Dionysus. Has a half-brother-same mortal parent, different godly parent- his name is Dante.
Her twin has no name yet, but I'd like it to start with a D. They are quarter British; over half Greek as when Roxanne met Dionysus, Dionysus's wife, Ariadne, was with him. By godly power, they had a child with her. Which gave some of Ariadne's godly DNA to them, but Dionysus's overpowers hers because he did most of it(I am not going into that...maybe). Basically, Ariadne was attracted to Roxanne, but she pulled an Athena and made some of her DNA go into the child(they didn't know it was twins), which made the kids have some of her DNA.
Dez's personality is much like Dionysus. Her twin brother is somewhat like that, but he's more laid back and calm.
Roxanne sat at a bar, asking for her next drink. Her sight was going in and out of focus; she was on her- what? She can't remember what drink she was on. As the bartender gave her drink to her, a couple slipped in the formally empty seats to her left. She didn't pay much attention to them; she sluggishly picked up her drink and began glugging it. As she drained her bottle, the couple beside her started sending glances over at her. She ignored them, slammed her glass down, and ordered another one. Someone shuffled behind her and sat beside her on her right. She realized, glancing over, it was the lady sitting beside the man on her left. But now she was sitting beside her. Why?
The lady, the rather beautiful lady, smiled at her. She glanced to her left, to deeply regret it. The man was staring at her, too. This bar... usually attracts creeps, but she still felt slightly confused. The man leaned toward her, and she noted he was quite handsome. He had pitch black curly hair, that was long enough to curl behind his ears. It was... extremely curly. He had gentle yet fierce purple eyes.
She felt a breath behind her, and a finger graze lightly over her neck and jawline. Her breath hitched; she knew it was the lady.
'Hello, what's your name?' The lady asked.
Roxanne turned her head around, moving out of the lady's reach. 'Why should I tell you?' She replied.
'Fair enough. I'm... uh, Ari.' The lady, 'Ari', seem to lose her cool but then smiled once more, the red lipstick looking gorgeous on her. Roxanne shook her head, frustrated with herself. She's not gay! Why is she starting to feel attracted to this woman? She's like a magnet...
'I'm D. Ari is my wife.' The man behind her spoke, his voice oily. Roxanne swiveled around to look at him.
'Why are ya'll bothering me if you're married?' She questioned.
'Because,' Ari spoke, 'we are both attracted to you.'
'Oh.' Roxanne said, at loss for better words. Roxanne felt her face heaten up as realization sunk in. They liked her. As in... attracted to her, wanting to... she refused to finish that sentence.
'Look... there's rooms upstairs here. We can sense the heat radiating off of you, and the blush is obvious on your pretty little face... we could head upstairs, and you know...' 'D' spoke, smiling wildly at her. She felt anxious, but didn't want to refuse. She whispered, 'uh- sure..?'
'Great! Let's go up, then. D already has a room for us.' 'Ari' spoke behind her, gently grabbing Roxanne's hand.
'Oh! And what's your name?' 'D' asked.
'...Roxanne.'
Just remember, Zeus grounded his adult son for getting with a girl he didn't want him with
✮⋆˙— the gods favor you, mortals!
the gods sure are hard to please, yet these particular mortals have their interest.
ft. eijiro k., hanta s., izuku m., katsuki b., kaminari d., tenya i.
➤ masterlist!
Kratos smiles down on Eijiro and his persistence on being better, stronger. But not just for his own benefit, no. Eijiro seems to always push himself to the limit or even beyond just to improve himself so that he could help those around him. His ambition of being someone who can help others strikes Kratos’ interest. It’s not often the cruel and gruesome god sees someone using their strengths for something… beneficial. Sure, strength and murder? Expected, common even. But strength and kindness? Now that’s something he’s new to.
Hanta’s bright smile shone through the clouds to reach Dionysus’ eyes. He loved seeing his wide grin, it’s as if this human was made in his image, for his eyes to see. A laughter so loud it echoed in his ears like a melody. Hanta’s tendency to always crack jokes and the way he yearns to hear people laugh tugs all the right strings in Dionysus’ heart. How could he not? The mortal is the epitome of fun and madness, laughter and sorrow, all combined into the perfect mixture of lawful chaos.
Hera is tough, but her walls crept down for Izuku. The mortal devotes himself to the core. From the moment he cried himself to sleep for not having any specialties, till the moment he throws himself to danger in slivers of hope of saving his friend, she witnessed it all, and she smiled. Such a loyal boy, Athena had missed her chance in not favoring him simply because he looked weak. Look at him now! And even in all his glorious strength now, he still devotes himself to train, and better yet? That chin of his is always kept down, and his hands are always open for those in need.
Katsuki always had Ares’ name written all upon him, yet Athena saw him first. Fists and scowls were what Katsuki was, yet the goddess saw past that—she saw his ambitions. Beyond that fury and his burning eyes, Katsuki’s goal was to become what Athena exactly searched for; a warrior. Someone who aims for nothing but the best, and she basks in that. He does not stop for anyone, doesn’t give a second thought to act. Although some will view him as reckless, Athena’s eyes see consistency and certainty, and that’s exactly what she needs.
Thunder might be what Kaminari brings, but his name is not called upon Zeus’ lips. The boy strikes a chord in Hermes’ smile. The god swears he sees himself in the mortal, always jumping from place to place, with all topics to speak of on his tongue, as if he himself was the god of messenger. Hermes lives for chatterboxes—those people who exist and people shall smile, and not just that, he lives for someone who will always be there for everyone, in joyous celebrations or quiet mourns; and Kaminari ticks those boxes and more on his list.
From the moment Themis laid her eyes on Tenya, she knew the boy pleads for justice in his very breath. His whole existence was built by himself upon order and equality, even his motivation to become a hero was to bring justice to his brother’s name. Justice does not caress the heart, yet it brings satisfaction to those who have lost. Themis’ lips curled into a smile as the mortal who so badly upheld his reputation of being someone who shall avoid violence at all cost. And yet, when grief sliced his tongue like a bastard, he did not scream for mercy—he called for justice, for her.
dworkism | do not repost!
taglist: @bloomstream
a/n : might do more of these later cs theyre so FUUNN hehehhee
➤ masterlist!
Have you ever had a day where your mood is Dionysus in the Lightning Thief musical?
For my drama theory exam I have to read The Bacchae by Euripides and It's basically just Dionysus in his reputation era.
Mythos ponies pt.1
I Will™️ make more
(I’d you can’t read my handwriting, it’s Ares, Hera, Dionysus, Hades, Hephaestus, then Phobos+Deimos in order)
Mr.D, gesturing towards Hazel: Okay, first of all I'd like to introduce our new ambassador of camp Jupiter, Hailey, and I'd like to thank her for her generous gift of two dollars, which she handed to me this morning. Unnecessary but appreciated
Piper, whispering to Hazel: Why'd you give him two dollars?
Hazel, whispering back : I thought he was homeless
my camp half blood oc ^_^
YALL SHES ADORABLE
her name is odette van schmidt and she’s a child of dionysus 😇
her story is actually rlly funny tbh. makes me crack up a bit. so here it is
basically dionysus met her mum (a rich socialite) at a party she was throwing for the opening of an art gallery, and it was getting late so everyone was going home. odettes mum looked over at dionysus and was like ‘omfg these old geezers r soooo boring. wanna hit the club?’ and dionysus was like ‘have my baby’ SO SHE DID.
9 months later she gave birth to odette van schmidt: the lying, unstable (possible future addict), drama queen JOY of dionysus.
by the time odette turned 14, her mum was like ‘right. this girl needs to get her ass to boarding school’ bc she could not stop CAUSING A RUCKUS. she was a menace during important parties and events- not because she wasn’t good at parties; but because they weren’t fun. while her mum agreed with her, she had grown out of her party girl phase and had to settle down.
well, odette didn’t fight her mums decision to send her to boarding school. after all, that’s where the craziest shit happens, doesn’t it? especially in new york.
so imagine this: odette van schmidt, the pretty girl with weird eyes and designer clothes CHOWING DOWN ON SPECIAL BROWNIES WITH HER ROOMMATE WHO LOOKS LIKE HOMELESS MAN IN A PRETTY GIRLS BODY.
odette could NOT stop getting into trouble. always sneaking off with her friends, partying her weekends away. by the age of 15 she had developed a pretty bad habit of taking a shot of vodka every sunday morning to get through the preachy ass mandatory services.
odettes mum had enough when she found out her daughter wasn’t taking her meds everyday at 8:00, and was instead lighting up at 4:20.
odettes mum had to call her baby daddy and tell him to pick her up for the summer. odette heard this call, and jumped to the conclusion she was getting sent to REHAB. so she ran.
she ran fast and fast and fast and fast. all the way from manhattan to queens.
ofc odette always saw weird shit. but she just always chalked it up to sleep deprivation, adhd, maladaptive daydreaming, and later in her teens: drug induced hallucinations.
after walking around new york aimlessly for 3 hours to escape rehab, her mum gave her a call.
“hey odette… can you come back home? bc ur lowkey a demigod and I WONT SEND YOU TO REHAB BABY IM SORRY I WONT ITS FINE YOU WERE ONLY SMOKING WEED ITS OKAY BABY-”
BOOM. hellhound right in the middle of the dingiest 7/11 in all of queens.
odette booked it- already terrified by what her mum said, and even more so by this terrifying dog thing.
she ran down at alleyway, hoping to escape the gross mangy dog, but she wasn’t fast or sharp enough to lose it or outsmart it. the hellhound attacked her from behind, ripping through the back of her shirt and leaving a scar that ran across the length of her back.
like that shit was BIG. like, from her neck down to her hipbone.
odette was vengeful thoguh. she was more angry than she was in pain, so she took out her pocketknife and started stabbing and punching that thing away. LIKE. HOW WOULD THAT EVEN PROTECT HER FROM A HELLHOUND??? but then the mutt started chasing its tail and howling like crazy, making it easier to put it down like an old dog.
and poof.
into thin air.
“alright what the fuck”
so there she lay- sitting and panting and wheezing in an alleyway, bleeding out. so she decided to pray,
“god i’m sorry for drinking on sundays! i’m sorry for using bible pages to roll! i’ll do anything to make it up to you!”
“girl, it’s fine.”
all of a sudden, there was this middle aged guy in front of her with the same eyes as her and the worst fashion sense she’d ever seen.
“i didn’t know jesus shopped at h&m…”
“jeez, you sound like ur mother.”
after 10 awkward seconds of silence, odette passed the fuck out. bc her back is a war zone. obviously.
when she woke up the next day, she was at the most rank hospital she’d ever been to. but all the doctors were cute. they were all blonde and spoke like poets and had such gentle hands. but they were wearing the most atrocious orange shirts.
good thing I’VE got STY-
odette looked down at herself. “are you fucking kidding me.”
orange was not her colour. it was purple.
after she got all healed up, two blonde 13 year olds who looked just like her arrived at the infirmary. “hiiiiii welcome to rehabbbbbbb”
“oh my god i’m actually going to kill myself”
castor and pollux eventually cleared up mostly everything about camp (after fucking around with their new older sister a bit more, of course), and proceeded to take her to get some food in her tall ass stomach.
she ate. and then she ate a bit more. and then she complained. and then she asked if her mum has her ‘crazy meds’. and then she asked for new clothes. and then she called her mummy and asked her for new clothes or perfume or anything. and then she walked over to the big house to complain about something again.
and as soon as she walked through the doors, screaming about how she can’t party with a torn up back- she was claimed.
“oh my gods odette. we have your stuff. its fine. it’s cool. you’re my daughter btw. and no drinking at camp.”
“… why would my mum fuck a guy who shops at h&m?”
“I DO NOT SHOP AT H&M, I AM A GOD-“
odette blanked. she wasnt really good at faces. much better with names. that’s what u get for being a history buff who can’t make eye contact i guess.
“… which one, sorry?”
“… dionysus?”
“oh. that checks out.”
