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I pray to thee, Lady Hestia, Blessed Keeper of Hearth and Home,

Protector of families both by blood and by choice,

You who maintain the eternal fire on Olympus,

You are the spark that ignites the flame,

The warmth that comforts in the chill of night.

In your unending warmth and tender-heartedness,

My soul finds peace and healing.

Please guide me with patience and strength as I strive for independence,

And navigate the complexities of life

May your divine presence bring harmony within my family and protection for my home.

With profound gratitude and unwavering reverence,

I offer this prayer to you,

O Hestia, eternal and benevolent.

May your favor be ever upon me.

Another Digital Offering to Lord Hermes

And today is a special day because it is the day of Mercury, which means that it is the day of Hermes, because it is Wednesday.In Spanish it is better understood because Wednesday is miércoles (mercurio/mercury)

I think,this Is everything we gonna did to him if we can 🫣

Luigi's blinde Is the Best idea for an AU I wich can see 🥺

Have a Luigi and Bowser idea that lives in my head rent-free...

I wrote it down quickly and half asleep. I hope you can read it.

Little Turtle

At the age of 11, Luigi started losing his eyesight and became blind within one year.

Luigi is 24 now and lives with his twin brother Mario.

On his way home from university, Luigi reached their backyard and stopped in his tracks as he heard Mario... 'cursing'?

"Mario, are you alright?!" the younger twin shouted, ready to open the gate, as he stopped.

"Lu, you're home already? Wait, wait, wait, don't come in! There is a huge animal somewhere!" Mario sounded nervous.

Luigi paused. "A huge animal?"

"Y-yeah! Maybe you'd better take another walk until I get everything under control!"

That was weird, Luigi thought, but okay. He could come back later... at that, he closed the fence, ready to head anywhere else but stopped in his tracks, when he felt a warm breeze at the back of his head and neck...

Luigi's hands shook ever so slightly. This was no breeze. Someone or something stood behind him, breathing in his neck.

"H-hey." the young man started. "A-Are you the one m-my brother is talking about?" He turned around, slowly, his knees shaking like jelly.

"Do you mind if I take a look of you? ...I mean not look - look, I obviously can't see you, but I mean -" he held up his hands. "I can 'look' at you with my hands... if that's alright with you, that is..."

A short silence, then a snuffle can be heard, and for Luigi, it feels like permission. The young man smiled and reached out.

Something warm and soft brushed against his fingertips, and he gasped.

"Ah. There you are."

('How to train you Koopa King' lol)

Mario was searching for anything he could use as a weapon... how could this be?!

He was cleaning the living room - what he hated, but was forced to do since he lived with his blind brother.

The last time Mario decided to clean the floor 'later' , Luigi almost broke his arm.

Inside their home, Lu was swift on his feet. He knew where everything was, knew how many steps between every single piece of furniture were. And that day, he walked fast as always and fell hard over a box Mario left there on the floor. Thank the stars nothing worse happened, but Lu was forced to wear a cast for weeks nonetheless.

While cleaning, Mario took a look out of the window, and there he saw it.

A giant... Teenage... Mutant... Ninja... Turtle... thingy in the middle of their small piece of lawn. Mario freaked out and ran into the kitchen - looking for a knife or anything else he could use, while having his cellphone tugged between ear and shoulder.

The line beeping...

Mario cursed.

Then... did he just hear Luigis' voice?!! From the backyard???!!!

He had to get him away from there! So he yells at him to take another walk.

The line is still beeping....

Mario grabbed the knife and ran back into the living room. Taking another look at the garden, he panicked when he saw his baby-bro in the claws of this THING! Fighting for... his life? .... squishing the face of this... creature... thing...

Mario burst out of the door, screaming in horror.

"LU!!! NO!!!!!"

Luigi carefully touched the face in front of him. It was not human, that he could say at first touch. It was huge. Soft. He couldn't stop himself, and he squished the huge muzzle. The creature didn't flinch. Then he heard his brother behind him, screaming in horror.

"It's fine, Mario! He's nice. And I'm almost done here! Luigi stroked over the big creatures nose and felt something... smoll and even softer than the rest of the face... A scar?

"Ah!" Luigis face lit up. Could it be? After all these years... how! Why?

"Is that YOU, my little Turtle?!"

"'Little Turtle'?" Mario asked, dumbfounded.

And the line was still beeping...

Luigi turned the direction he thought Mario to be. He beamed.

"I told you about him! Don't you remember? Back when I fell down the street drain!"

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Luigi was 12 and just lost his eyesight completely. He had a very hard time and ran from home after an argument with his parents. Of course, he got lost immediately. The rain was pouring, and he fell down a barely secured street drain.

Down there, he crouched against the wall, trying to ignore the pain in his head from his fall, crying his eyes out. The other moment, Luigi heard another sound... whining?

The boy held his breath, trying to listen over the loud splashing water. Again.

"Hello?" Luigi crawled in the direction of the sound. "Do you need help? Are you lost too?" The next thing he felt was something hard. A... shell? A Turtle? "Are you hurt?" Luigi pet it carefully, searching for anything that might feel like injuries. He felt the animal shiver and whine under his fingers. "Don't worry, my little Turtle. I'll take care of you." There was a deep scratch close to the 'nose' and an open wound on its leg. The boy took off his scarf and tied it around the wound, then he took the animal on his lap. Under his hand, he felt... horns? And... hair??? Also, the little 'Turtle' was bigger than expected... odd.

Luigi talked to the little creature for hours, rocking them both until they fell asleep.

Hours later, Luigi was found by some workers. He must have slept for some time now, and when he woke, the turtle was gone...

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"I told you about him back then!" Luigi explained.

Mario looked at him in disbelief. "Mum and Dad always said you hit your head down there! Or you were too old for an imaginary friend... HOW do you know it's him?"

At that, Luigi went silent. "I just know it..." Then the younger twin felt something tug his hand...

Mario gasped loudly. The giant 'turtle' opened Luigi's hand and laid something inside.

Luigi felt some sort of cloth.

"Lu!" Mario shouted, excited. "That's it! That's the scarf you lost back then!"

Someone picked up the phone...

"Animal Control. What can I do for you?"

Save my children from life's danger 🇵🇸💔

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Donate to Save my little girl's life, organized by Wesal Abuawad

I am the mother of a family consisting of 8 people. I have a little girl who is 14 years old,… Wesal Abuawad needs your support for Save my

I am the mother of a family consisting of 8 people. I have a little girl who is 14 years old, her name is Farah. Help her to escape from death. She suffers from kidney failure and autism. She is a person with special needs. She has a motor and mental disability. I ask you to contribute to alleviating my suffering. Have a good night’s sleep, as she does not know how to sleep. I live in Palestine. In Gaza City, amidst the horrors of destruction and hunger that are tearing us apart, and the mysterious and terrifying anxiety, there is a lot of sadness and pain in my country, and fear restricts our thoughts every hour. We wonder: Will we die? Will we live? Will my child die from her chronic illness? Are we all going to die? We are truly suffering. Winter will come, and I will not have a shelter to protect my family

I am a patient with autism and chronic kidney failure. Please, you are my only hope.

I hope to live a decent life and enjoy support and help. The inevitable death befalls me, my family, and my little girl every time and day. She needs permanent treatment, medicines, detergents, diapers, and special food. Kidney disease is a chronic disease to escape dialysis. I have no ability to buy her needs. I am tormented by staying in the hospital permanently. The kidneys evade potassium and air. A dangerous element that leads to death and cardiac arrest

I have been living with an early awareness since her birth of the inevitability of death from this disease, accompanied by the fear of waking up to losing her and losing her life. My little girl is certain that she is heading towards death in the absence of treatment possibilities and the availability of her requirements and that the expected end of her illness journey. I ask God for everyone who helps me not to complain of pain. Sickness, you do not know it. When sickness visits you, the world becomes smaller before your eyes, and all your wishes become insignificant in the face of health, and to see your child playing and enjoying good health. I am looking for someone to help me to alleviate the painful reality. We are suffering from my heartbreak for my sick child. She is lost before my eyes, and my homeland is devastated.

My life before the war was more beautiful. I hope that this pain and injustice that we are exposed to will end. I have the right to live in safety.

A small writing of my idea of ​​Cody suffering from deafness because of Morocco that I told you before (because I am better at writing than drawing)

.-“Cody? Is everything okay?”-.

The Chife asked as he knocked on the door to the room of his youngest son, who had not wanted to talk to anyone after the doctor gave them the diagnosis a few days ago.

He was now suffering from deafness and it may worsen over time to the point of being completely deaf in both ears.

.-“Can I come in?”-.

He asked, although he wasn't really expecting an answer because he really wanted to comfort his boy, hold him and tell him that everything was going to be okay.

Cody was lying on his bed, curled up looking at any point in his room, his breathing was so slow that it seemed like he was going to fall asleep at any moment. Charlie sat next to him and brushed a strand of hair behind his ear. Cody shivered a little at his father's touch, who removed his hand instantly, fearing that the touch with his ear had hurt him. A small awkward silence was created between them, at least until Charlie dared to speak.

.-“Cody...I know that this, all of this is overwhelming but I know that we are going to be able to overcome it, I know that you will be strong and you will try to keep going because I know you and I know that you are not one of the people who gives up quickly”-.

Cody didn't say anything, he just turned around to look at his father, his eyes were full of tears that threatened to come out, he was shaking and the words were stuck in his throat, he could feel them.

It was the first time Charlie had seen Cody or any of his children this sad, he pulled him close and hugged him while also laying down on the bed so Cody would be more comfortable, the blonde boy started crying uncontrollably, he felt completely miserable, his world was falling apart and he felt so lost thinking that his whole life was over.

.-“Shshshsh, it's okay little one, it's okay, I'm here, everything is going to be okay, I promise”-.

Cody only sank deeper into his chest looking for some comfort, which he got with his father caressing his back up and down while pulling him even closer to him, Charlie had to bite his tongue to keep from crying too, hearing his son's desperation broke his heart, plus he was also scared, scared of what his son's life would be like from now on, he believed in his own words, he knew that Cody was strong and that he wouldn't give up but that didn't mean he wasn't worried.

It took a long time until Cody finally calmed down, he was tired and his eyes were burning, he was falling asleep, his father's warmth made him want to stay there forever, he wanted to sleep and never wake up, in the end, he closed his eyes and his breathing became even calmer, Chief Burns noticed it, he took the sheets so he could put them on Cody and considered the option of leaving him there asleep but, a part of him didn't want to leave, he wanted to stay to hug his little boy (he was only 12,he wasn't even a teeneger), he wanted to sleep next to him to take care of his sleep, he decided that as long as there was no emergency he would not get up and that even so, the team could take care of it themselves, so he settled down to be closer to his son and could forget about everything for a moment, although what he could not forget was that Moroco managed to commit one last crime by harming his son in this way, and it did not matter that he was already dead, he would never stop hating him for that.

(I hope you liked it and I think this could be an AU, the only problem is that I don't have a name yet and I probably write this in Ao3 [I say that a lot])

Lord Dionysos

God of grapes, wine, intoxication, ecstasy, insanity, inhibition, theatre, festivity, queerness, the wilds, madness, and pleasure.

Epithets

Maenoles ~ The Mad and Raging

Hestios ~ Of the Feast

Androgynos ~ The Androgynous

Phallen ~ The Phallic

Theoinos ~ God of Wine

Oinops ~ The Wine-Dark

Agathos Daimon ~ The Good Spirit

Kittophoros ~ The Ivy-Bearing

Staphylites ~ Of the Grape

Dimetor ~ The Twice-Born

Eleuthereus ~ Of Liberation

Soterius ~ Savior from Madness

Agyieus ~ Of the Streets

Mystes ~ Of the Mysteries

Khthonios ~ The Cthonic; Of the Earth

Melpomenos ~ Of the Tragedies; Of the Tragic Plays

Bassareus ~ The Fox-Like

Associations

Animals

Bulls

Leopards, panthers, tigers, and lions

Goats

Serpents

Foxes

Donkeys

Plants

Ivy

Grapes

Bindweed

Cinnamon

Silver fir trees

Cedar / Pine trees

Colors

Purple

Red

Black

Silver

Gold

White

Offerings and Devotional Acts

Wine and other alcohols

Cigarettes and other tobacco products

Other intoxicating substances

Candles and incense

Foods and drinks

Dried flowers

Bones

Coins

Symbols of queerness (pride flags, empty HRT vials, pride related colors, etc.)

Jewelry

Crystals and stones

Ivy and other vined plants

Fresh or dried fruits

Plants

Going to theatre performances

Going to bars and clubs

Getting intoxicated

Performance art

Dancing

Practicing moderation

Visiting vineyards and orchards

(credit to @sister-lucifer for the Dionysos themed dividers!)

Stupid and sexy motherfuck3r 😶‍🌫️

Sketch:

Based on the Jacob's aesthetic board post 🌻

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(I also once thought of Jesus and Judas as Hamilton and Burr but I really didn't think it suited it that well)

I cried after watching what I had put together. Can y’all tell I’ve got trauma

The World Was Wide Enough II JCS 2012