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I think what I love most about mythology is that the “Trickster God/Spirit” is an archetypical character found in almost every body of folklore. It’s like “Oh, here’s our God of the Sun, our God of the Sea, our God of Fertility, and our God of Being A Wretched Little Gremlin Who Causes Problems On Purpose”
Four-Leafed Clover
Although the four-leafed clover is now only associated with Ireland, it also has folklore in Scotland. This is perhaps not surprising when you consider that in one location, Ireland and Scotland is only 12 miles apart. Despite this obvious opportunity at trading folklore, I still think it is worth sharing the Scottish-side of this folklore.
“The four-leaved Clover had extraordinary influence in preserving its possessor from magical and witch influence, and enabled their possessors also to see through any deceit or device which might be tried against them. I have seen a group of young women within these few years searching eagerly for this charmed plant.” "Folk Lore: Superstitious Beliefs in the West of Scotland within This Century" by James Napier (1879)
Perhaps the oddest bit of folklore related to this involves taking the afterbirth of a horse, and burring it. Supposedly, this will help develop a four-leaf clover which will give you a lock-picking superpower.
"Let a mare’s first secundines be taken and buried, and let the spot under which it lies be searched from time to time till a four-bladed clover is found. Whoever finds it and eats it has the power of opening the most intricate lock simply by breathing upon it." "Notes on the folk-lore of the north-east of Scotland" by Walter Gregor (1881)
"Nothing brought them more joy than the fall of a lovely woman. They picked over her reputation like vultures, scavenging for every scrap of flesh they could devour." - Jennifer Saint, Elektra
"...we knew we were lucky to live there. Or we thought we knew anyway; you can never know how lucky you are to have something until it's taken away." - Laura Shepperson, Phaedra
YOO IM AT CIRQUE DU SOLEIL AND HOLY SHIT BRO I GET THE HYPE NOW
AT FIRST I THOUGHT “Isn’t it just a circus? I mean I enjoy live performances as much as the next autistic adhd theatre kid but like, why is it world renowned?”
BUT MAY GREAT MOTHER NYX HAVE MERCY ON MY SOUL BECAUSE I GET IT NOW ITS ONLY HALF TIME BUT I ALREADY WANT TO SELL MY SOUL SO I CAN SEE EVERY PERFORMANCE FROM HERE ON.
I Highly recommend it
@maopll @venusandsaturnsrings @yandere-daydreams @blackopals-world hey! I admire your writing work and fic on tumblr. I wrote this piece for a literature assignment not too long ago so I wanna know what you think as more active authors.
236,000 humans drowned this year. Do you mourn one? … I mourn all.
I’m responsible, named on the grave, cause of death: The harsh of the wave.
Is Poseidon to blame? No, it’s his wife! Amphitrite! Take note! This water is called she!
For millennia those men brave our rouges and our storms.
Millions lost yet billions borne.
Rán trawls her net over their boat thus yanking them into their final bed of rock and sand.
Ganga and Marina cry, their tears; typhoons
Eingana watches with mixed expression as she sees all her creation fight forces they can’t understand.
Mazu protects what’s hers, leaving the sanctity of her lagoon to do so.
Praised for beauty and poetry yet feared for the fact we she are of the few things one can’t command.
Those dead in deep water can’t be found.
The ocean leaves no trace, nor nothing that can save its face.
Families left, no peace for ones gone, unable to rest, it lingers in minds, a burden one cannot heal.
A wish to not be helpless, nights spent under the waves accompanied only by fish.
Over time it was a slaughter, bodies lost, souls gone, left to the sea.
What do they feel? The grains of sand or the teeth of a fish, The scales of an eel?
A body of death becomes a feature of new life.
A reef on the bones of the deceased.
The creatures do not know or care, It’s home now.
Their Thieves of remains, they desecrate the dead yet provide them purpose.
Perhaps they deserved to die? Men are not sinless creatures after all.
Especially considering how they treat us, isn’t that right Magwayen? they treat us with more than just spite!
How can they assume us to be kind when for centuries they’ve used us?
Sending fleet after fleet onto our surface and tipping their waist into our swash!
They have no right to treat us this way when the tears we cry are of the same pain
They doom our icecaps we so graciously froze just so they could come to fruition, I refuse to accept this!
How half of them refuse to take the blame while others drown
How they make shallow promises of prevention and change
yet you find those same mouths wet by lies of the above line
And those sinking cry why!
Hypocrites! all of them!
Notice how they call their most powerful, important, and feared things she!
Yet they call upon the husbands for safe passage through OUR waters!
They boast their achievements of deep-found treasure, but they turn coy at the mention of how they got there!
People are left to rot when the stem of their problems is of their own kind.
The lot of them are savage! Acting as gods pretending as if they too are not animals.
Everything in the universe is made from the same dust, and yet the humans audaciously claim they are of the most importance!
People beg us for mercy, to save them from their self-inflicted fate
They do this so much so, they forget they are the ones to blame!
We should send our rain and waves to condemn all for their ignorance!
Humans call the ocean treacherous and harsh! The foam of the waves is a sign of rough sea!
We will send raging storms, floods, tsunamis and even cause droughts!
All to make them fear us and come to terms with the fact they are ultimately powerless in the face of Mother Nature!
Mother! Not father! We will prevail in the face of man. We will leave them no time to even attend to the damage!
We will cull those who seek to conquer our home and make all who come after fear us!
Caging them inside a trap-like purgatory
They deserve it for all they’ve done to us!
The end of men! We will bring forth a matriarchy like no other!
No longer will we desire for respect and fame
Sing in Joy for the day of our redemption has come!
Guys pls I can't keep up :( Also I have a whole monologue/poem thing I posted today too, please go check that one out it would mean the world to me.
Boop the boy
The reports are out by now so here is the monologue/poem:
236,000 humans drowned this year. Do you mourn one? … I mourn all.
I’m responsible, named on the grave, cause of death: The harsh of the wave.
Is Poseidon to blame? No, it’s his wife! Amphitrite! Take note! This water is called she!
For millennia those men brave our rouges and our storms.
Millions lost yet billions borne.
Rán trawls her net over their boat thus yanking them into their final bed of rock and sand.
Ganga and Marina cry, their tears; typhoons
Eingana watches with mixed expression as she sees all her creation fight forces they can’t understand.
Mazu protects what’s hers, leaving the sanctity of her lagoon to do so.
Praised for beauty and poetry yet feared for the fact we she are of the few things one can’t command.
Those dead in deep water can’t be found.
The ocean leaves no trace, nor nothing that can save its face.
Families left, no peace for ones gone, unable to rest, it lingers in minds, a burden one cannot heal.
A wish to not be helpless, nights spent under the waves accompanied only by fish.
Over time it was a slaughter, bodies lost, souls gone, left to the sea.
What do they feel? The grains of sand or the teeth of a fish, The scales of an eel?
A body of death becomes a feature of new life.
A reef on the bones of the deceased.
The creatures do not know or care, It’s home now.
Their Thieves of remains, they desecrate the dead yet provide them purpose.
Perhaps they deserved to die? Men are not sinless creatures after all.
Especially considering how they treat us, isn’t that right Magwayen? they treat us with more than just spite!
How can they assume us to be kind when for centuries they’ve used us?
Sending fleet after fleet onto our surface and tipping their waist into our swash!
They have no right to treat us this way when the tears we cry are of the same pain
They doom our icecaps we so graciously froze just so they could come to fruition, I refuse to accept this!
How half of them refuse to take the blame while others drown
How they make shallow promises of prevention and change
yet you find those same mouths wet by lies of the above line
And those sinking cry why!
Hypocrites! all of them!
Notice how they call their most powerful, important, and feared things she!
Yet they call upon the husbands for safe passage through OUR waters!
They boast their achievements of deep-found treasure, but they turn coy at the mention of how they got there!
People are left to rot when the stem of their problems is of their own kind.
The lot of them are savage! Acting as gods pretending as if they too are not animals.
Everything in the universe is made from the same dust, and yet the humans audaciously claim they are of the most importance!
People beg us for mercy, to save them from their self-inflicted fate
They do this so much so, they forget they are the ones to blame!
We should send our rain and waves to condemn all for their ignorance!
Humans call the ocean treacherous and harsh! The foam of the waves is a sign of rough sea!
We will send raging storms, floods, tsunamis and even cause droughts!
All to make them fear us and come to terms with the fact they are ultimately powerless in the face of Mother Nature!
Mother! Not father! We will prevail in the face of man. We will leave them no time to even attend to the damage!
We will cull those who seek to conquer our home and make all who come after fear us!
Caging them inside a trap-like purgatory
They deserve it for all they’ve done to us!
The end of men! We will bring forth a matriarchy like no other!
No longer will we desire for respect and fame
Sing in Joy for the day of our redemption has come!
I NEED YOUR HELP 🫵
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Im writing a poem for my literature assignment and I need as many water Goddesses as you can find.
Any and every culture is welcome though I already have Greek, Norse, Indian, Chinese and Aboriginal (indigenous Australian)
ANY AND EVERY ONE COUNTS EVEN IF THEY WONT MAKE IT TO THE FINALE COPY
(I’m a huge mythology nerd so I’ll read into them anyway)
IF THIS POST WORKS AND DOES WELL I’LL ADD THE POEM ONCE THE ASSIGNMENT IS DONE
Thank you everyone for the help :) (none)
just finished the task and performed it in class today, but due to privacy/legality things I can't share the video however at the end of the week on Sunday (17th of March) I'll upload the poem.
I NEED YOUR HELP 🫵
(Reblog for bigger sample size pls)
Im writing a poem for my literature assignment and I need as many water Goddesses as you can find.
Any and every culture is welcome though I already have Greek, Norse, Indian, Chinese and Aboriginal (indigenous Australian)
ANY AND EVERY ONE COUNTS EVEN IF THEY WONT MAKE IT TO THE FINALE COPY
(I’m a huge mythology nerd so I’ll read into them anyway)
IF THIS POST WORKS AND DOES WELL I’LL ADD THE POEM ONCE THE ASSIGNMENT IS DONE
I NEED YOUR HELP 🫵
(Reblog for bigger sample size pls)
Im writing a poem for my literature assignment and I need as many water Goddesses as you can find.
Any and every culture is welcome though I already have Greek, Norse, Indian, Chinese and Aboriginal (indigenous Australian)
ANY AND EVERY ONE COUNTS EVEN IF THEY WONT MAKE IT TO THE FINALE COPY
(I’m a huge mythology nerd so I’ll read into them anyway)
IF THIS POST WORKS AND DOES WELL I’LL ADD THE POEM ONCE THE ASSIGNMENT IS DONE
WIP - Rose Venidici-Regnidottyn
she is just nyx
Introducing lust! They are the 3rd addition to the seven deadly sins collection.
Hi everyone, I wanted to show you how I made the last page of the Persephone comic. I thought with the positive responces the comic was recieving, it would ne nice to see the process. She went though a lot of changes in the last couple of frames. As I was not please with how she initially turned out. Anyway, thank you so much for all the love and support.
Hi everyone I wanted to show you a comic that I made for my other tumblr blog.
Hi everyone, I created a comic about mycenaean greece persephone. In this time frame Hades did not exist only persephone and dionysus. So I created a comic that told her story. I hope you all like it.
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Mythology Posters Series: Enyo
A greek goddess of war and destruction, she was the daughter of Zeus and Hera, a sister, female counterpart and companion to Ares. Enyo was responsible to orchestrating the destruction of cities, and along with Eris - to whom she’s often associated -, Phobos and Deimos inflicted terror and bloodshed during the fall of Troy. The Romans identified her with Bellona.
This is Hödir, one of the character i’ve created last year for a project. I’ve decided to do it again one year later :) i hope you’ll like it as ever and i’ll post the before/after thing real soon.
This is the final color one i’ve made of him.
So he is a god called Hönir wich is one of Odins brother in northern mythology. He is kind with humans and he lives in the forest. He is like the spirit of it and is respected by all the animals and everybody who knows him. I’ve create him and though he would be a cute and cool god who can stand on his leg and also walk like an animal.
I really enjoy doing this job and I think i would do it again :3