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the-purvashadha · 2 months

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When you step into sunlight, you honor Apollo. When you admire the moon, you honor Artemis. When you admire cloud shapes, you honor Hera. When you smell petrichor, you honor Zeus. When you laugh at a joke, you honor Hermes. When your body twitches to dance at a particularly upbeat music, you honor Dinoysus. When you enjoy the first bite of your breakfast, you honor Demeter. When you choose your peace over any conflict, you honor Athena. When you warm yourself up by sheltering yourself in blanket, you honor Hestia. When you listen to Ocean sounds, you honor Poseidon. When you smell flowers, you honor Persephone. When you admire the coolness of first day of Autumn, you honor Hades. When you wear your favourite jewellery, you honor Hephaestus. When you smile, you honor Aphrodite. When you exercise, you honor Ares. When you light a torch in a dark room, you honor Hekate.

Your body is a shrine to Gods, your being an act of devotion for them. You, by yourself, are enough for them.

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hades-bat · 25 days

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small Poseidon to try my new markers :3 turned out greener that expected tho

#greek mythology #greek gods #poseidon deity #poseidon god #poseidon

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nothoughtsgayboy · 2 months

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I hear Hermes in the noise of a train when it stops in front of my platform.

I hear Apollo in the loud bass line in a song.

I hear Poseidon in the snorting of horses as they go past a car.

I hear Dionysus in the laughter coming from the bars.

I hear Ares in the noises of pride parades and protests.

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messywitch · 1 year

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are user boxes still a thing? no idea. but i made user boxes as my contribution to the community. they're matchy, too!! you're free to use them- just say Aterios made it.

i'm open to making these under request, just send me an ask with the deity you'd like a box for!! please be nice, too.

gods in this post: Zeus, Hera, Poseidon, Demeter, Hestia, Apollo, Artemis, Ares, Aphrodite, Hephaestus, Athena, Hermes & Dionysus.

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hestiashearthfire · 4 months

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Haloa 2024 was a smashing success! We offered prayers and libations to Demeter, Poseidon, and Dionysus, and then held a cookie decorating contest in their honor. In the spirit of Haloa, cookies were phallus-shaped, and all attendees got a mini crystal phallus to take home.

#hellenic polytheism #hellenic pagan #hellenic devotion #helpol #hellenic reconstructionism #hellenic paganism #hellenic polytheist #hellenic community #hellenic gods #prayer #hellenic festivals #haloa festival #haloa #dionysusdeity #demeter deity #poseidon deity

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iliosflower · 5 months

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I'm two paragraphs into Poseidon's chapter in Ancient Greek Cults by Jennifer Larson and I'm already wanting to bite something

#i LOVE poseidon. thank you.#poseidon #poseidon deity #poseidon worship #hellenic polytheism #ancient greek cults #jennifer larson #hellenic reconstructionism

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hibiscusjellii · 1 month

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lord poseidon, father of the fathomless sea.

help guide me through my darkest hours,

let me weather the storm

and bring calm seas in my time of need.

dredge with me through the calamitous water,

until the tide begins to recede.

#khaire #hellenic polytheism #hellenism #poseidon deity #poseidon worship #poseidon #e offering #helpol

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piristephes · 6 months

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Our monthly rite to Poseidon

#hellenic polytheism #helpol #poseidon #poseidon deity #festival #altar #oikos philloi

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khaire-traveler · 30 days

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🌊 Subtle Poseidon Worship 🐬

Picking up trash at a beach, lake, or river

Collecting ocean water or making salt water (please do not drink either)

Collect seashells, shark teeth, seaglass, and ocean-related fossils/precious gems

Have a candle that reminds you of him (no altar needed)

Keep a picture of him in your wallet

Wear jewelry that reminds you of him

Wear cologne with a musky or breezy scent

Learn about local fish and underwater species

Have a stuffed animal horse or dolphin; have a stuffed animal of any water creature

Try eating seaweed or fish (be careful with shellfish; many people are allergic!!!)

Have imagery of the ocean, sea dwelling creatures, tridents, or pegasi around

Support ocean-focused organizations

Learn to go more with the flow of things; practice grounding regularly

Fall asleep/meditate to ocean sounds

Sunbathe on a beach, if able

Go swimming/diving; learn to swim/dive

Practice standing up for yourself; assert your boundaries; you have power

Make a list of your personal strengths and things you're proud of

Own a fish (please research the fish first)

Visit an aquarium

Learn how to ride a horse; volunteer at local horse stables, if able

Take care of your mental health; learn to be patient and forgiving with yourself

Learn about constellations; learn how to navigate using the stars

Take a walk under the full moon (only if it is safe to do so in your area)

Drink water; stay hydrated

Take a self-care shower/bath

Use hydrating lotion on your skin; take good care of yourself physically

Focus on the personal power and strength you have; maybe meditate on this

Practice mindfulness

Try fishing

Learn how to sail, kayak, or paddleboard

Try to learn divination of water; rivers, the ocean, lakes, ponds, etc. all work

Draw in the sand; build sand castles; create colored sand art (best in a pretty vase, imo)

Stand in water; ground yourself around bodies of water; meditate standing in or near them

May add more to this later! This is my list of discreet ways to worship Poseidon. I hope this is helpful, and take care, y'all! 🩵

Link to Subtle Worship Master list

#poseidon deity #poseidon worship #helpol #hellenic polytheism #hellenic pagan #deity worship #paganblr #pagan tips

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idksmtms · 2 months

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You Are Not One Of Us (Poseidon x Norse Goddess!reader) - Part 3

Full Request - Part 2

AN: I’m so sorry this is so late! I’ve been so busy with life and then I was so tired I kinda lost the motivation to write but I’m back now!!! Also, sorry this is so short, it's kind of a filler before all the big stuff happens!

Side note: I’m so proud of the way I choose to show their messaging systems - will continue in ending note -

Summary: Forced apart, you and Poseidon try to find ways to communicate.

Word count: 2,604

Trigger Warnings: she/her pronouns, AFAB reader, profanity, innuendo, age gap (even tho they are both thousands of years old), god racism?? Idk they act like “foreigner gods” is a bad thing, lusting, liking the fact that he looks older (is this a warning???), (please let me know if I missed any)

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians characters. I do not claim to own any of the Percy Jackson and the Olympians characters. I do not own any pictures used nor do I claim to do so.

Always appreciate comments, likes, and reblogs :)

After you were thrown from Olympus and forbidden to even be near your love, it stormed for two weeks straight. With every day of the storm, more houses were destroyed, more people hurt, with no sign of an end. The people trekked to Poseidon’s temples every day with offerings, they prayed until their voices were hoarse, but the rain didn’t cease. The people believed he had given up on them, that they had done something to anger him. They didn’t know the utter heartbreak that coursed with the ichor in his veins. They didn’t know that this was the true despair of a god, that it could destroy them all.

You had been taken back to Asgard and cared for like you were newly-made, the Aesir tip-toeing around you and hoping not to set off any catastrophes. You had become numb since you had been brought home, moving around the halls of Valhalla like a lost spirit. Odin and Frigg tried so hard to bring you back, to do something that would return you to yourself, but it was all in vain. The only thing that you could possibly want was him.

Every day you walked the fjords, standing right on the edge of a cliff, the breeze pressing on your back, hoping to push you off. You had roamed every inch of the fjords, combed every cliffedge. You waited for Pegasus to find you, to whisk you away to your love, but the winged stallion never came. You hoped for a sign, any sign that both of you weren’t lost to each other, but nothing came.

And then, when you were beginning to lose all hope, you looked down over the edge of the cliff, straight down and into the swirling waters that frothed and smashed against the sharp rocks. There was no pegasus, but a huge clump of seaweed. You had never seen the seaweed come up near the fjords before in your whole existence, not this much anyway. It was always deep under the water, or only a few specks of it floated up and washed ashore. But there was so much of it floating near the edge that it created an island on the water.

Your heart stopped in your chest as you watched it float to the cliff wall and bump against it. Again and again it floated into the cliff, as if waiting for something before it would allow itself to disperse. You clenched your hands together, breath suddenly shallow, then took a run and jumped off the cliff.

The water was icy, and your skin began to tingle as the bubbles floated up around you and to the surface. You waited until they had all disappeared then allowed yourself to push to the surface as well, treading water and staring up at the sky for a moment. It had been so long since you had gone swimming, since you had enjoyed the sea as you once had, and it felt immeasurably good to be immersed in it once more. You smiled, wider and brighter than you had ever done since being back from Olympus. You allowed yourself to drop into the water again and again, ceasing the swirling of your arms and legs to just float in it. It felt like a hug from Poseidon. Then you swam over to the island of kelp and began sifting through it.

Carefully pulling each piece away and gathering it into your other hand. If it truly was a message from him you wouldn’t let any of it go to waste. It was slippery and a little slimy but you just held on tighter as you straightened out each piece and lay it in your other hand. Right in the centre of the bundle, you found five oyster shells. They were placed in a perfectly straight row in the perfect centre of the kelp and they were… perfect. You had never seen an oyster like that, perfectly black on the outside like a mussel but still rippled so you knew it was an oyster. You reached out and gently picked one up. Your hands shook and tears filled your eyes until the oyster became blurry. You wiped at them haphazardly, blinking until you could see again and the tears had mixed into the seawater.

The oyster was just barely open, a thin crack that you tried to peek through, but you couldn’t see anything inside. You dug your nails into the opening and used whatever godly strength you possess to pry it open just enough without breaking it fully. It was a rather delicate task and you had to stop a few times for fear of cracking the shell, but when you got it open you found a beautiful pearl sitting in the centre. It wasn’t perfectly round (as you found that natural pearls rarely were) and was actually rather flat with its edges poking out here and there so it looked like a splash of water in pearl form. You picked it out of the shell, the oyster within not giving any resistance, and you held it in your palm. It seemed smooth, and glinted different colours in the grey light. You flipped it over, and you found that there were little scratches on the pearl. They were much too small for you to decipher at first, but as you brought it closer to your eye and realised that it was writing, your heart began to thunder. ‘To have and to hold’ was all it said. You stared at it, heart in your throat, and gently placed it back in the oyster, shutting it and resting it on its bed. The next was the same, except this pearl was smoother around the edges, almost like a flat oval. ‘For better or worse’ it said in the same small writing. The one after it was almost perfectly round but also flat and thin like a drachma. ‘For richer or for poorer’. The next pearl was sharp, its edges jagged and spiking out. ‘Until death do us part’. You caressed it, allowing the sharpest edge to cut into your skin and the bead of blood to stain the pearl. You whispered each word aloud as you opened the pearls, hoping that since you were in the water that he could hear it, that he would know. The final pearl was a perfect sphere and as large as the first segment of your pinky finger. The writing was inscribed around it, and you spun it over and over, reading the words until they were screaming inside your head, until you couldn’t read them anymore because your eyes were streaming with tears and you were sobbing so heavily that water splashed up and into your mouth. ‘I love you’ it read, inscribed over and over around the pearl so that it looked like it was scratched all over.

You floated there for a moment, staring at the vows, at the pearls, then let yourself sink under the water, eyes closed. You screamed the words into the water, bubbles floating around your face, voice garbled, but you screamed until you had no air left and even your body began to tire. You wanted him to hear you, needed him to know. Then you surfaced, breathing heavily and feeling lighter than you had before coming to the cliffs. You looked at each pearl again, caressed them, then gently placed them back into their shells. You wrapped the shells up in the seaweed, creating a tight parcel and tying it up with the seaweed you had stripped away before. You stayed in the water a while longer, feeling the caress of it on your skin, pretending it was his arms wrapping around you, his fingers running up and down your arms. Then, when it became close to the time of the nightly feast and knowing the others would begin to worry if you did not show up, you grabbed the parcel and made your way back to your new home, a small house built at the bottom of the hills that led to the cliff edges.

It was more of a hut, built in the viking style and furnished sparsely. You had lost all your taste for glamour in the last weeks, lost the feeling of being a goddess, and had conjured this place, quiet and secluded and right by the cliffs you had once enjoyed. You left the pile of seaweed in the hall of the house by the entrance, thinking of ways to decorate your house with it. You placed the shells in order on a shelf just above your bed. You didn’t want the pearls themselves to be exposed, just in case someone came snooping. You looked at them longingly and kissed each shell before making the journey back to Valhalla. You had to find a way to send a message in return. You had to.

Poseidon sat on the beach he had once brought you to. He stared out at the water’s edge, watching a happy couple walk along it, a woman in a beautiful dress kicking up splashes of water and the man staring down at her with such devotion in his eyes. He watched them press close to each other, walk further into the water, let it roll over them. He watched them kiss, felt it on his own lips, then a wave crashed over the shadows and they disappeared into seafoam and the sparkle of sunlight on the water.

Poseidon pressed the heels of his hands into his eyes, sighing heavily and shaking his head as he muttered angrily to himself. Though he had been forced to stop the storms lest he flood all of Greece, the one in his head never ceased. You were his every thought, consuming him from the inside. He had gone to the lake on Olympus everyday for the week he had been forced to stay there after your banishment. Zeus has wanted all the gods together to feast and be merry for the return of his bolt. Poseidon had not spoken a word the entire time, glaring at his brother with such fire that even Hephaestus could not conjure a flame with such heat. The rest of the time was either spent watching Hermes, trying to figure out if all of this was really his doing, or making the trek to the lake to sit on one of the boulders, feet dipped into the water, and reminiscing on the time he had with you.

Even since had returned to his domain, nothing felt right. The usually comforting embrace of the water now felt hollow. The feeling of the sand under his feet did not mean anything now that he couldn’t share it with you. He no longer felt like the god of the seas, just a god of… nothing. Everywhere he looked he saw something that reminded him of you. He could not escape your memory even if he were trying. Even now, sitting on the beach where you had first kissed, he could only hope you had received his pearls, his vows of marriage.

A butterfly, blue and shiny, fluttered into view. He watched it flap its wings and fly in little twirls, as if looking for something. Then it began to flutter closer, circling its way to him. He watched the little creature with a sad smile, wishing you were here to see it. He knew you would love it. But the butterfly kept coming closer, flittering and fluttering until it sat itself on the tip of his nose. His eyes crossed as he tried to stare at it, eyebrows knitting in a frown, as the insect flapped its wings once, twice, then laid them out flat and stopped moving entirely. Without the strength of its little legs gripping to his nose, the butterfly fell away and into his lap, laying on his thigh as still and dead as he felt. His frown deepened, staring at the creature with its legs poking up into the air and wings perfectly flat.

The structure and pattern suggested it was a monarch butterfly, but they didn’t come in blue. It was old, at least for its species, around 6 weeks if he were to guess, right at the end of its life. With the gentlest movements, he dug his fingertips under the wings of the dead butterfly and lifted it closer to his eyes. He flipped it over and examined the backs of its wings, the beautiful blue that somehow shined even brighter now that it was dead. He stared at the black lines that swirled over the wings, creating little pockets of blue and edged with dots of white. It was in the black lines that he found writing, in the smallest letters possible. Where the lines swirled and made pockets, letters followed them. And there, on the wings of this butterfly that seemed to randomly appear on this beach and randomly choose to land on him, he found his wedding vows. Each one he had sent, returned in the beautiful writing of a goddess. And right at the bottom, in the biggest letters, ‘I love you’. He could almost hear your voice, a whisper in the wind, and he closed his eyes lest the tears fall.

Years passed without a word from neither him nor you. You had settled into your life with the Aesir again, comforted by the pearls that sat above your bed. You opened the shells every night and gazed at them, whispering the words and hoping that somewhere in the sea he felt your love. He too returned to his palace underwater, the butterfly encased in clear ice to be frozen as long as he lived, a reminder that you had said yes, that you had married him. Both of you felt safer knowing he was yours and you were his. It was not a traditional wedding by any means, but it was yours, and you would cherish it until the end of your days.

After the first three decades of peace and no sign of anyone knowing that you had sent messages to each other, you sent one more, another butterfly with a simple reminder that you loved him. In return you received a conch shell, not too large but still a hefty weight in your palm. When you lifted it to your ear, in the whisper of the ocean you could hear his voice, telling you he loved you. Every night you put it to your ear and let it lull you to sleep.

So many years passed in this way, changes coming and going, empires rising and falling. Suddenly the modem age arrived, bringing its technology and skyscrapers and all of you gods into each other’s vicinity once more. Now the Greek gods were huddled in New York, living lavishly atop the Empire State building while the halls of the Aesir occupied Boston, hiding in plain sight. The battles continued, the monsters still roared, but things had become slow, the gods became lazy. While you kept your cabin in the fjords, your connection to Poseidon and your homeland, you were forced to spend much of your time in Boston to keep yourself alive, to keep your facade with the other gods.

The clashes between the worlds of the Greek and the Norse became more frequent, though all the gods kept their promise of staying away from each other. It was not until the battle of the Draugur that this promise was broken. That after millennia you were face to face with your love once more…

A/N: I chose things from the sea as his messaging system because obvi he’s the god of the sea. But I chose butterflies for Y/n because I see her character in so many ways that I feel the butterfly embodies. I was thinking of the butterfly effect (a butterfly flaps its wings in one place and a storm starts in another) and that’s literally Y/n because she’s this small thing who’s seen as gentle and underestimated but she causes all these big things simply by existing. And then butterflies are seen as small and gentle and colourful but there’s literally a species of butterfly that drinks the tears of turtles and that felt so accurate to her character because she’s seen as small and pretty and colourful (and she is) but she can also be vicious and violent for survival. Anyway, thank you for coming to my ted talk.

Taglist: @thicficbich1, @pasta-warlord

#percy jackson show #percy jackson x reader #percy pjo #percy series #percy jackson #percy jackon and the olympians #perseus jackson #poseidon pjo #poseidon #poseiden #poseidad #poseidón #pjo poseidon #poseidon fic update #poseidon x reader #posiedon #posideon #poseidon deity

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undeadmagick · 19 days

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hello. i have nothing offer. so here are some random memes i found that remind me of some devotees. (in the nicest way possible)

hypnos devotees:

loki devotees:

aphrodite devotees:

poseidon devotees:

lucifer devotees:

hades devotees:

apollo devotees:

ares devotees:

odin devotees:

hera devotees:

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mars-and-the-theoi · 9 months

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Low energy Devotional Acts for when you don’t have a lot of energy (or time, or money, etc.) pt. 3

🎲Hermes🎲

- watch a comedy special

- watch a funny show or movie

- watch travel videos

- watch sports (literally any sport)

- if able learn a new language if unable to do that listen to music in a foreign language or watch a movie or show in a foreign language

- learn about the underworld and His role as a psychopomp

- the story of Him stealing Apollon’s cattle always makes me laugh so if you’re feeling down maybe read about that or watch a video about it!

- eat food from a foreign country or watch cooking videos with recipes from foreign countries

- make a bucket list of places you’d like to travel (doesn’t necessarily have to be other countries! It can be within your own country or in your own state! Or hell maybe there’s places in your own town/city you haven’t checked out yet that you’d like to go see!)

- learn some geography!

- listen to a devotional playlist for Him

- play some board games or card games or dice games

🌊Poseidon🌊

- listen to oceanic/sea soundscapes

- learn about earthquakes

- listen to sea shanties and learn about why they were used

- watch documentaries or shows about marine animals or the ocean/sea themselves

-learn about horses

- stay hydrated

- watch aquarium videos! They’re very soothing

- if able print out or buy ocean themed coloring pages/coloring books and color! (I also think the finished product could go great on His altar if you have one!)

- learn about and if able to take trips to local ponds or lakes (and if able go to the beach)

- learn about marine plants and marine biodiversity

- watch videos about naval history, or naval warfare

- learn about boats and sailing history

- watch videos about hurricanes! Learn about them!

- listen to a devotional playlist for Him

- learn about shipwrecks or maritime disasters if that interests you (my favorite YouTube channel for these vids is: Oceanliner Designs)

- watch ocean or maritime related shows or movies (I personally like The Terror which I get isn’t 100% ocean related but y’know)

#hellenic polytheism #helpol #hellenic pagan #hellenic pantheon #hellenic paganism #hermes deity #hermes devotion #hermes devotee #low energy low effort devotional acts #cause we all have those times where we just need something simple #poseidon worship #poseidon deity #Poseidon devotee #Poseidon devotion #hermes worship

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diana-thyme · 4 months

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Greek Gods 101: Poseidon

Poseidon is a god of the sea, earthquakes, floods, drought, and horses. Excluding the universal offerings, some common offerings include:

Seashells

Sea Water

Sand

Depictions or Imagery of Horses

Rope

Ship Depictions or Imagery

Driftwood

Depictions or Imagery of Tridents

Depictions or Imagery of Anchors

For devotional acts, some activities that can be done for him include:

Going Swimming

Riding a Horse

Going on a Boat

Visiting a Beach

Fishing

Drinking Water

Keeping and Raising Fish or Other Sea Animals

Cleaning Up Polluted Waterways

Visiting an Aquarium

He is celebrated in 3 Athenian holidays:

Skira

Theseia

Poseidea

#poseidon #poseidon deity #poseidon god #deities #hellenism #helpol #hellenic #hellenic pagan #hellenic polytheism #hellenic polytheist #hellenic community #hellenic deities

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hades-bat · 8 months

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~I don't know if I should be putting a trigger warning for nudity because I'm going to show a piece of art, but still skip if male nudity makes u feel uncomfortable~

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The ONLY mural painting Caravaggio has ever made, featuring no less than the Big Three, believed to be made in 1597. It is located in the Casino Ludovisi in Rome.