longbottomneville:

@mythonetwork: event 3: favorite locations: mount olympus

conceived of as the seat of the gods

ibuzoo:

too close, too much

mushi-and-junior:

greek mythology moodboards: ODYSSEUS

legendary hero; king of ithaca renowned for his intellectual brilliance

eucalles:

mythology: aphrodite 

ancient Greek goddess of sexual love and beauty, identified with Venus by the Romans. The Greek word aphros means “foam,” and Hesiod relates in his Theogony that Aphrodite was born from the white foam produced by the severed genitals of Uranus (Heaven), after his son Cronus threw them into the sea. Aphrodite was, in fact, widely worshipped as a goddess of the sea and of seafaring; she was also honoured as a goddess of war, especially at Sparta, Thebes, Cyprus, and other places. However, she was known primarily as a goddess of love and fertility and even occasionally presided over marriage. Although prostitutes considered Aphrodite their patron, her public cult was generally solemn and even austere.

poees:

greek goddesses + of the pantheon

fyeahmyths:

Quetzalcoatl, (the feathered serpent) Aztec God of the wind, learning - a giver of life. 

scottpilgvrim:

H E R M E S — God of trades, thieves, travelers and messenger of the gods

aescat:

greek goddesses: achelois 

a minor moon goddess whose name means “she who washes away pain”.

niklasmalikovs:

POSEIDON, greek god of the sea, earthquakes & horses

rmeisel:

In the dream Eurydice is tired. She can feel the cold embrace of the underworld tugging at her heartstrings like a harp. Gravity makes her bones ache and her eyes water with every step and breath she takes.

Listen, she whispers to Orpheus, listen where the pain resides.

Here lies the heavy pressure of your heart, and she takes his fingers to cup her breasts. Here weighs the mourning of your lust, and she puts his face down her legs.

Here rips the ache of my muscles when you hold on too tight, and she offers her wrists for him to bite.

Here seeps your love through my cracks, and she pushes his lips down on her neck.

When she wakes her body is heavy like a graveyard.

She gets up with the color of loneliness burning behind her eyes.

Pulse Points
r.m | published in Cadence | buy me a ko-fi

rmeisel:

• Someone offers you his heart. You’ve never seen him before. You turn around and walk away but he calls after you. You turn to ask his name. He is gone. The wind screams Eros at your face.
• Your phone rattles with an unknown number. Hello? you say. Hello, someone answers. It’s Eros’ voice. But he lies sleeping next to you. You cancel the call and go back to sleep.
• Something drips from his lips. Eros says it’s blood. You drag your teeth across the flesh and dare a taste. It’s no blood. It’s poison. You swallow, dry.
• He calls you love. He calls you love because everything blooms under your touch. He calls you love because the sky slices open when you look at him. He calls you love because love is dead.
• He wants all the rotten parts of your soul. You don’t want to share them.
• At home the walls whisper and scream about his past sins. You don’t listen. The house burns down three days later. The whispers still scream.
• Your phone rattles with an unknown number again. Hello? you say. Hello, someone answers. It’s Eros’ voice. You’re underground. Your phone has no signal.
• Eros kisses you under a hundred stars. Three of them fall down. All the others howl.

Real Monsters are born of love
r.m | published in Fragments | buy me a ko-fi

themythaboutmyths:

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lionofchaeronea:

Statue of a Roman man (presumably an emperor or high-ranking military commander), wearing a corselet decorated with images of the moon goddess Selene and two Nereids.  Artist unknown; ca. 100-130 CE.  Found at Megara, Greece; now in the National Archaeological Museum, Athens.  Photo credit: DerHexer/Wikimedia Commons.