#oldest olive tree

[mossandfog]

The Oldest Olive Tree in the World is Over 3,000 Years Old

Located in the small town of Ano Vouves on the island of Crete in Greece, this remarkable tree has seen more in its lifetime than most things on this earth. Indeed, at an age between 2500-4000 years old, this huge, ancient olive tree is considered the oldest on the planet. Throughout its long life, the heartwood of this tree has decayed, leaving a gnarled, twisted trunk that is hollow inside.…

[lemedstudent2021]

Olive branches are the symbol of peace.

israeli forces uprooted Palestinian olive trees.

israel doesnt want peace. they never have.

[prettyiwa]

I dreamt of the house I grew up in, of the long hallway and the bedrooms that used to be ours; of the olive trees in the back that grew taller than the house; of the pool we used to spend our summers in. I did not dream of the pain that my waking mind associates with it, only of what could have been if things turned out differently. It looked different because it was ours, not yours anymore, but it was still home. And then the dream turned sour and banks and investors came for everything around it. They tore it from our grasp and I begged and pleaded with everyone I could not to cut down the olive trees and only one person listened, but it was too late.

The olive trees were cut down eight years ago.

[whereskatieandgrady]

Ano Vouves and Palaiochora

[theoppositeofprofound]

How much more deranged would Middle-Earth be if Tolkien was given access to modern scholarship re:the ageless depth of trees?

It’s true that by the end of the Third Age, no trees in Eregion remember the elves that walked there. But there’s an ancient yew in Rivendell that Gil-Galad planted, a clone of one of the old trees of Lindon, that’s still thriving when Elrond leaves his home. It’s seen elven kings and laughing lords and harried messengers. Though trees don’t care about such things, it’s nice to be seen.

There’s a golden aspen grove between Lothlorien and Fangorn. The elves say Nimrodel planted it before her name was Nimrodel, before continents sank, when the forests were home only to a handful who loved them more than paradise.

By the shores of the Mirrormere is another yew. In a little known tradition, kept by one dwarf alone, every Durin plants a few of its seeds, and one of those trees always lives long enough to see his next self.

There’s a cypress in the port of Umbar. Locals say the lord in Mordor planted it the first time he visited (he was still in the habit of planting trees back then). It lived past several of his deaths but faltered, finally, beneath the ashes of his last, worst destruction—more than four thousand years later.

On a tiny island in the sea is a little cluster of spruce trees—some scrap of drowned Beleriand too holy, for one reason or another, to falter. It’s the same tree—when one falters a new coppice comes to take its place, growing out of the same root system. There’s a betting pool among the deep sea fishers of the Falathrin about whose grave lies beneath.

Much is made of the White Tree of Gondor, but on the hillsides in Ithilien, dangerously close to Minas Ithil, are gnarled olive trees that witnessed the Last Alliance. Faramir is inordinately fond of them without knowing the reason why.

Ulmo keeps a garden of sea sponges. The oldest didn’t just see Númenor founded and drowned, it saw the bones of the very first second-comers. (Ossë collects many things.) It’s been… 10,000 years? 12,000? Sponges don’t keep time, they just remember.

Ulmo also keeps a bed of sea grass older than the destruction of the Lamps, but he doesn’t mention that to other people; it’s just for him.

[ouroborosmoons]

The occupation uproots one of the oldest olive trees in Palestine during the incursion into the town of Anabta, located east of Tulkarem.

@PressTV

Death to “israel”

[amythestalithia]

The Iliou Katabasein

As recorded by Lykaon of Polias Iroikos, historian and singer of truth, who wrote in the reign of High Seer Amynthor and under the auspices of the Temple of Loyalty, where Perselena is honored as Defender of Heroes.

I. THE BEGINNING OF STRIFE

O Muse, voice of remembrance, sing of Ilium’s fall, of bright-helmed men and loyal women, of the wrath that sparked a war and the love that drowned it.

Sing of Eris, she who is born in the silence after peace. She who was unbidden to the wedding of Peleus and Thetis. Enraged, she cast among the gods a golden apple—marked, simply: To the Fairest.

Queen Hera claimed it by right of sovereignty.

Bright-eyed Athena, for her wisdom.

Golden Aphrodite, for her unmatched beauty.

None would yield.

So they turned to Paris Alexandros, son of Priam, herdsman of Ida, mortal prince and judge of goddesses. They came veiled in majesty, and each tempted him:

Hera with dominion over lands,

Athena with victory in all war,

Aphrodite with the love of Helen, fairest of mortal women.

And so Paris gave the apple to Love.

II. OF HELEN AND THE BROTHERS OF SPARTA

Helen, daughter of Leda and Zeus, had once been kidnapped by Theseus, but was saved by her brothers Castor and Polydeuces, with aid from the goddess Perselena. She had stayed with Penelope and the goddess in Iroikos, and there learned truth and diplomacy.

Later, in the halls of Sparta, she married Menelaus, son of Atreus. But when Paris came with words of longing and a god-fired arrow in her heart, she left—willingly, yet bound by enchantment.

Before departing, she left Menelaus a letter: I am not myself. The goddess has promised me to another. I go because I must, not because I forget you. And so she sailed to Troy.

III. THE OATHS OF HEROES

Long before, Odysseus of Ithaca had feared bloodshed over Helen. Advised by his sister-in-bond, Perselena, he’d proposed the Oath of Tyndareus: that all suitors would defend Helen’s chosen husband. And so they came.

Agamemnon of Mycenae, high king.

Odysseus, born of Anticlea the hunter and Laertes, son of Zeus and Hermes’ line.

Nestor of Pylos, oldest in counsel.

Ajax the Great, boulder-shouldered.

Diomedes of Argos, lion-hearted.

And finally, Achilles, youngest and brightest, born of Thetis and Peleus.

IV. THE FINDING OF ACHILLES

Thetis, fearing his death, hid Achilles on Skyros, dressed as a maiden. Odysseus, ever cunning, came with gifts—swords among jewels, tales of war and heroism, dancers, and riddles. Still, he failed to catch Achilles unawares.

In the end, it was Patroclus who called him.

Achilles, I go. I leave for Troy.

Achilles revealed himself and embraced his fate. He and Patroclus wed beneath an olive tree. Perselena, favorite cousin and officiant, blessed their bond with words of loyalty and resilience. The wedding was small, but the fates themselves bore witness.

V. THE DECADE OF BLOOD

O Muse, veil thy face. Speak now of siege and slaughter.

The Greeks landed on Trojan shores. For ten years, they fought. No quarter was given, yet rules were kept: no child under ten was killed. Each year, the kings met to exchange prisoners, to count the fallen, to bury their dead with rites.

Achilles was terrible as fire. Patroclus, no less brave, led men as a true general. Odysseus, wise in tongue and steel, plotted with Athena and Perselena. Diomedes raged with divine madness, and Aeneas of Troy stood against him with the aid of his mother Aphrodite.

And above them all stood Hector, breaker of men.

VI. THE DEATHS THAT BROKE THE EARTH

Patroclus died in single combat against Hector, fighting in his own armor, his name unmasked. The Trojans mourned the killing, for he had spared many.

Achilles saw his body borne back and did not weep—he howled. He found Hector, broke both his arms, sealed him in a bronze coffin, and left it before Troy’s gates.

Hector died of suffocation.

Only later was the coffin opened and the funeral held.

Then came the gods’ judgment. Apollo, seeing Hector unavenged, guided Paris’s hand. An arrow flew—not even aimed—and struck Achilles in his heel. The river Styx knew him no longer.

VII. THE HORSE AND THE FALL

Odysseus, struck by grief, devised the end.

A great wooden horse, left as an offering. Within, the finest warriors: Odysseus, Menelaus, Ajax, Diomedes.

At night, they opened Troy’s gates.

Helen, released from enchantment at the moment Paris fired the fatal arrow, saw clearly. She turned her blade against the man who'd torn her from herself. Paris died bleeding at her feet.

VIII. THE MERCIES OF GODS

In the burning city, Andromache and Astyanax were found by bloodied Greeks. She cried out not to Aphrodite or Apollo but to Perselena—goddess of loyalty, of protection.

In answer, the goddess turned them into white albatrosses, and they flew beyond the flames.

IX. THE HOMEWARD TIDE

Odysseus set sail. Yet storms and trials caught him in the Sea of Monsters. He did not anger Poseidon—for he never named himself to Polyphemus—but he was trapped by Calypso.

Three years passed in her spell. Then it broke. He carved a boat, found his crew, and sailed home.

Penelope still waited, with axe and loom and hope.

He returned. He saw the olive-wood bed Perselena had gifted them. He wept. He killed the suitors.

He was home.

X. EPILOGUE OF THE GODS

Ares and Perselena stood on opposite sides of war—he with Troy for Aphrodite’s sake, she with Greece for loyalty’s sake. He asked once, quietly: Do you need me?

She shook her head.

And so they fought, husband and wife, across fields soaked in honor and ash.

And so fell Troy, and so rose the age of men.

O Muse, remember them. The brave. The lost. The loyal. For their names still live where glory does not fade.

[things-arent-what-they-seem66]

(Odyssey/Epic AU)

⚠️death of an infant⚠️

The war in Troy had been going on for ten years. Lucifer wishing for it to end so he could be with his husband and daughter. There was a contest to fight for the hand of a beautiful Princess of Sparta. Lucifer was a contestant, but his eyes were only on her cousin, Adam who was a Prince of Sparta and a warrior in his own right. To Lucifer’s eyes, Adam’s radiant beauty outshone the Princess. Lucifer came with a plan that if anyone stole the Princess from the man she chose, all the contestants who join forces with her husband and fight to get her back. “What do you want in return” they asked Lucifer, they all expected he would want the Princess, but his answer surprised them.

Lucifer: I want Adam for my bride and my Queen.

Adam traveled to the island of Ithica and he met his groom to be under an olive tree. They fell in love at first sight. Lucifer carved their nuptial bed into the tree leaving it rooted in the ground to show Adam that his love was as strong as the roots of and tree. A grand and beautiful palace was built around the bed and on their wedding night Lucifer carried Adam to their bed and made love to him. Their wedding was blessed especially when Adam gave birth to their daughter, Charlotte. Lucifer ran to their chambers to see Adam laying their holding their daughter.

Adam: Look Lucifer, our daughter.

Lucifer: She is as perfect her mother.

Adam’s foolish cousin ran away with the youngest Prince of Troy. Lucifer had to go to war because of the plan Lucifer was now cursing. Troy was a great city surrounded by walls. Lucifer prayed to his goddess and mentor, Sera, for a brilliant strategy. She told him to build a large wooden horse filled with soldiers that he would lead. Once the wooden horse was in Troy and everyone drunk from celebration, Lucifer would strike and open the gates. Lucifer was now dressed in his armor and climbed into the giant wooden horse with his troops. The plan was a success and they fought, Lucifer ran into the palace and found the infant son of the oldest Prince of Troy who was now slain. The King of all gods told Lucifer to kill the baby.

Lucifer: I can’t, he is an innocent.

“KILL HIM” shouted the King of the gods. To make it worse Lucifer was shown images of what would happen if the baby lived. He would be filled with rage and go to war with Ithica. He would bring slaughter, kill Lucifer and Adam, take Charlotte who went by Charlie as a war prize. Lucifer picked up the baby horrified with himself as he walked onto the balcony overlooking the battle. Tears fell as he closed his eyes and dropped the baby from the balcony.

Lucifer: What have I done.

On Ithica Adam was woken from his slumber as ten year old Charlie ran to his room.

Charlie: Mama, I had a nightmare about a battle, when will papa come home.

Adam: I hope it will be soon.

Adam picked up Charlie and held her while coaxing her to sleep.

⚠️ TW Attempted SA ⚠️

Adam missed his husband so much, Lucifer was the love of his life and being away from him for so long made his heart ache.

He hoped that he was okay.

Others told him that it's been ten years, that he should move on and find a new husband that Charlie needs a father.

Adam could never lay with another, not when he's had the best.

That didn't stop people, namely men from trying to seduce him. The polite ones were easy, all he had to do was say he wasn't interested.

The others just wouldn't take no for an answer and one man by the name of Steve tried to force Adam into sexual intercourse.

Adam promptly punched him in the face and threatened to do worse if he ever came back.

They could see the ocean from their home and every night Adam looked out to see if any boats would come to shore. If any had his husband on them.

They never did, but he never stopped.

Lucifer wasn't dead until he saw with his own eyes.

[tarzelladraws]

Hi!! My name is Jenna! I just saw your amazing art and edits! Thanks for sharing your talent! I was very curious after seeing your AU artwork if you have any fanfiction written or a fic rec list you could share?

Aw thank you, i'm so happy you like my art! Sorry for the delayed response, I was on vacation. Here’s a list of some of my favorites in no particular order, just my oldest bookmarks to more recent. My all time favs are marked with **

Links are attached in the titles and i hope you like them! I have so many more!

** Mitan, Midi by animal rated E (Rey inherits a home in France, angst)

**Code of Honor by c_ike rated E (my favorite Rey background)

Forbidden by koderenn rated E (Jedi Rey x Senator Ben)

we could plant a house, we could build a tree by Like_A_Dove rated E (Ben and Rey grow up together, heavy angst)

** All Our Days by voicedimplosivesrated E (cannonverse Persuasion AU)

** Good Day, Professor by faequeentitania rated E (College student Rey x professor Ben)

A Royal Mistake by reyofdarkness (mitslits) rated E (Mechanic Rey x Prince Ben)

Compatible by AttackoftheDarkCurses rated E (friends to lovers, sexy vacation)

give you my wild (give you a child) by lizzysbennett rated E (babysitter rey x single dad Ben)

Mistranslations by MissCoppelia rated E (BDSM, Japanese mafia)

** stuck in colder weather by redbelles rated E (More college student Rey x professor Ben)

Ruby Woo Red by HeartSabers rated E (Celebrity Ben x MUA Rey)

set me on fire by no_loose_wire_jokes Rated E (roommates, rey is turned on by him swearing lol)

Good Fences by quamquam20 rated E (Witch Rey x Vampire Ben neighbors)

And Your Kingdom Too by vuas rated E (fantasy royalty au, arranged marriage, single chapter)

Olive and an Arrow by sadboykylo rated E (bodyguard Ben x president's daughter Rey)

Sunshine After a Storm by enloeddmedia rated E (modern cowboy au)

**A Royal Mix-Up by AttackoftheDarkCurses rated E (Ben x rey have a one night stand, he forgets to tell her he's a prince)

Awards Season by gracediamondsfear rated E (actor Ben x personal chef Rey)

**It's Just Us Now by KyloZen rated E (cannon divergent Kylo and Rey are stuck on Hoth together)

**Lifeblood by ebongawk (makeshiftcandy) rated E (modern au vampire ben)

**rumor has it by dachenabritta rated E (spoiled rich girl rey asks ben to sleep with her)

He's got them bad boy blues by Blueyedgurl rated E (high school au)

Three by JenfysNest rated E (an ode to three finger fingering)

**Soup from my Mouth by v_for_verona rated E (HEA TROS, food as a love language, this one speaks to the food insecurity i had growing up)

**D Major by star_pilots rated E (Ben fingers rey on a school bus lol)

**Show Me Your Teeth (i'll show you mine) by KnightFalling rated E (gentle vampire Ben x Rey who has vampire related trauma)

Shadow Song by SageMcMae rated E (ben is in a coma/also a shadow being protecting foster kid rey)

**Diet Coke by Pacificwanderer (CNichole) rated E (Ben is a hot construction worker that rey watches from her office window)

Dog Day Open Hydrant by LinearA rated E (firefighter ben is called to shut off a hydrant that Rey opened)

**Leave It All, Lock to the Tide by alantieislander rated E (Rey lives on a remote island, soldier Ben washes up on the shore)

**Don't Feed It (It Will Come Back) by Aaveena rated E (Rey works at a diner for the supernatural, Ben is a newly turned vampire)

you're the tall kingdom I surround (think I better follow you around) by havingaheavy rated E (Rey stalks Ben, Ben is obsessed with Rey)

To Have and to Hold by bunilicious rated E (historical AU, arranged marriage)

[stalkerofthegods]

Lady Hestia Deep Dive

Lady Hestia is a wonderful goddess, she is always there for everyone, I adore Lady Hestia, I do not worship her personally but I know well that she is Amazing.

Herbs • Chaste trees, Rosemary, Parsley, Basil, Sorrel, vanilla, Cinnamon, coriander, Marjoram, Mint, Lemon balm, cloves, clary sage, Allspice, Angelica, Coriander, poppy seed, chamomile, Angelica, Bay, garlic, mint, peppermint, pepper, marjoram, The lavender, the chaste tree, the datura, the California poppy, the goldenrod, the hollyhock, the yarrow, the purple coneflower, all white flowers, Lavender, White roses, angel’s trumpet, goldenrod, hollyhock, and yarrow, pine, Wildflowers & sunflowers, raspberry leaves, sage, pearly everlasting, yellow rose

Animals• pigs, donkeys, one-year-old cows, a Crane. 

Zodiac & scared number  • unknown, I cannot find out what month she was born on, or the day. But I would associate numbers 1, and 6 because she is the oldest and the youngest (and etc, but who even likes my rambles?)

Colors •Gold, yellow, orange, red,  White, Gold, Lavender, light purple, black, silver, and dark red

Crystal•Carnelian, Garnet, Goldstone, Calcite, Topaz, garnet, amethyst, lapis lazuli, green tourmaline, Vanadinite, Quartz, gold, silver, and brass, Amber colored crystals, citrine, clear quartz, sunstone.

Symbols• a kettle, the hearth (fireplace), torch, candle

Jewelry you can wear in their honor• friendship bracelets 

Diety of• the virgin goddess of the home and hearth fire, cooking of meals, and sacrificial food for feasts, architecture, domesticity, family, and the state, and sacrificial flame

Patron of where the families ate and congregated, hospitality, family.

Offerings• give her prayer beads that remind you of her that are not Christian (or make one, which is better), wooden beads, Oil Lamps, Seven Day Candles (because they burn for 7 days), LED Candles, A Candle that reminds you of home, White or red candles, Apple juice, cider, Wine, Baked goods, keys to the home (preferably not stolen(looking at Hermes devotees))), Small kitchen antiques/objects,  pottery/cups/bowls, artwork of homey things, a meal, your favorite things, poetry, books, items you made, fall-themed stuff, spring-themed stuff, First/last foods & libations from a meal, Candles/flame, Honey, Pork, Cakes or Cookies made to look like one of Her symbols,), Keeping a candle/hearth fire or lamp constantly burning, Pictures of homes you want to live in one day, pictures of homes you have lived in, Pictures of architecture that you like, Teacups, teaspoons, tea towels, Childhood memories (ex- stuffed toys, baby clothes, old photos), Homegrown herbs, Toys or art of donkeys and pigs, Leaves or blooms from a chaste tree, Tea light candles (real or fake), Your favorite poetry or poetry you have written for Her, Your favorite books, Stories you have written, Art of flames, fire, candles, Garmets that you have made such as clothing, blankets, beanies, Homemade lotions, bath bombs, shower gel, bubble bath (You can ask Her to bless them then use them she probably won't say no), Beeswax products, honey, olive oil, pumpkin pie 

Devotional• Pick up rubbish in communal areas, Offer the first or last bites/portions of food your to her, Cooking/baking for yourself or others, Having a candle lit whenever possible (electric or real), playing a video of a fire place, Volunteerring at homeless or DV shelters, donating to homeless or DV shelters,  Setting healthy boundaries with friends and family, reading about Tea/Coffee magick, Getting involved with your local community, Advocating for policies you believe will better the community Allowing yourself to rest,  Do a chore you've been putting off for a long time, organize to hang out with some loved ones, Veil or bind your hair, Wear something red or orange, Make a devotional playlist for her, make a Pinterest board or a mood board for her, Learn about kitchen witchery, Cook a meal in her name, Clean the House, Put together a puzzle, Eat popcorn and watch a movie, do Knitting, read about knitting, donate yarn and

knitting supply’s, prepare food for family, make the table before eating, garden, Harvest berries, pick flowers, Donate to food charity/drives, Support people who lost their homes to natural disasters, Welcoming others into your home, Keeping the peace (especially in the home), Donations of time & money to Habitat for Humanity, Do little (or big) acts of kindness, If you have a fireplace light it for Her or build Her altar around it, Meditate next to a fire, Read poetry or a book, play a playlist for Her and play it while you clean or cooks, Clean your house/room and keep it nice and tidy, Take a cooking or baking class, Collect recipes and keep a recipe book, Host celebrations at your home, Remember your ancestors and learn more about them, Spend time with your pets, Take care of yourself and your mental and physical health (Your body is a home for you),  Take a hot bath, eat some ice cream, chill at home for a day, Pray to Her( ex- for protection, inspiration, happiness, guidance, and help getting rid of negative entities in the home, peace in the home, good food, an abundance of food, independence), help to start/tending to the hearth, work on having strong family bonds, Open your curtains and let the sunlight warm the room, Make a potful of tea and keep it in a large thermos, Watch movies that make you feel nostalgic and cozy, Say goodnight and good morning to her, Get an electric blanket and feel the warmth connect you to her, Cuddle a stuffed animal, Make a blog/journal filled with cozy homely things, Keep a few locally baked goodies nearby for when you need them, String up fairy lights and use them as your only light source, Whisper prayers and devotional pieces before you go to sleep, Use a Himalayan salt lamp to connect to feeling of a fire, Invest in little things (ex- pillowcases, photos, curtains) that make your room feel welcoming and peaceful, Make a little bottle filled with herbs and crystals and other things that remind you of her, Listen to music that makes your soul happy and your heart content, Take care of yourself (ex- Brush your hair, use a wet cloth on your face), Keep a tealight on you, Clean one small area of your house, Savor a hot drink, Do small, unnoticed acts of kindness, Always greet animals (both big and small), Do anything by candlelight,  Wear colors you associate with her, Practice your patience (both external and internal), Be a listening ear or shoulder to cry on for those who need it, Make compromises when it is healthiest for both parties, always have a lighter or matches, Listen to music that reminds you of her, Spend time tending to your body, Leave a big tip the next time you have a chance, Practice kindness in all areas of your life (including driving), Take a hot bath or shower with no time limit, Decorate a space, Build a fire, Compliment people (both strangers and loloved ones), Donate something (ex-clothes, money, or your time), Look at photos and embrace the happy nostalgia, Wear makeup or jewelry that reminds you of her, Wake up early to see the sunrise - or watch the sunset, Watch/read about acts of kindness to be inspired, wear prayer beads that are for her, go to a high school reunion, do a family reunion, do budgeting in her honor, do meal planning, set healthy boundaries, have a household notebook, do seasonal cleaning, try home remedies,As you light your gas stove, say a prayer to Hestia, Spend quiet quality time at home, Gather your family (including your chosen family) for a festive candlelit meal, Commit to spending more time with children and old people.

Ephithets•Äídios - eternal, Aïdius – See Äídios., Basileia - See Vasíleia, Bulaea - See Voulaia., Chloömorphus – See Khlöómorphos, Daughter of lovely-haired Rǽa, Khlöómorphos - verdan, Polýmorphos - multi-formed, Polyolbus – See Polýolvos, Polýolvos - rich in blessings, Potheinotáti - beloved, Prutaneia – See Prytaneia, Prytanei, Vasíleia - queen, Voulaia - of the council, Prytaneia -”of the Prytanis.” 

Equivalents• Vesta (Roman), loki (Norse), Brigid (Celtic), Hathor (Egyptian)

Signs they are reaching out• having a strong urge to Vail in her honor, seeing her animals and symbols in your dreams, and seeing her imagery a lot, everything at home suddenly going well.

Vows/omans• that she “would be a maiden all her days”

Morals• morally light/pure

Courting• None 

Past lovers/crushes• None

Personality• She avoids drama, and is generous, but her temper is volcanic in nature, she is slow to anger, but when she gets angry her rage is a force of nature. She is modest, tranquil, and industrious

Home• Mount Olympus 

Mortal or immortal • immortal 

Fact• Historically she is supposed to be the first deity offered to in a ritual due to being the goddess of fire, she's the oldest Olympian, She is spat out last by Kronos so she is also the youngest, she shares her seat with Diyonisus, she did not give it up, she receives a share of every sacrifice/prayer to the gods, and she is commonly seen alongside with Hermes, I would recommend putting their alters close together.

Element• fire 

Curses• a bad family life, food being burnt, having not enough food, being turned away at restaurants, being homeless, your house catching on fire 

Blessings• all domestic happiness and blessings

Roots• Greek mythology….and she was raised in her father's stomach, and at the first years of theogony era.

Friends• all of the gods, but most notably Hermes, but is not friends with Priapus, she dislikes him (he tried to rape her.) 

Parentage• Cronus and Rhea

Siblings• Zeus, Poseidon, and Hades, Demeter, Hera 

Pet• she has no pets.

Children • she has no children.

Appearance in astral or gen• she was typically represented wearing a veil and robe. In some images, she held a flowering branch or kettle as well.

Festivals • None, at every feast and meal a liberation was made to her name first and last, but I associate Thanksgiving with her, but her Roman counter part Vesta has 1-15 June of each year, an then another festival celebrated on 8-9 July.  Hestia is also mentioned on 8 June. But a neo-pagan sets aside 26 December – 22 January as a month devoted to Hestia.

Status• Virgin theoi goddess.

What disrespects her turning away people at your home (she is a goddess of hospitality and it was seen as disrespectful to her to do so.)

Planet• unknown 

Her Tarot cards• the Temperance, the fourteenth Major Arcana card.

Remind me of• Hot cocoa, and Thanksgiving. 

Scents/Inscene • Lavender, Rose, spring water,  rain, Pumpkin, Apple pie, cinnamon, fall leaves, Chamomile, Myrrh, Frankincense, Iris, Angelica, Peony, Angelica, iris, Sandalwood 

My opinion • I like her, but I'm scared of her too. (what a shocker!) 

Prayers• 

Historical-

Holy Queen of Sanctity, we hymn you, Hestia, whose abiding realm is Olympus and the middle point of earth and the Delphic laurel tree! You dance around Apollo’s towering temple rejoicing both in the tripod’s mantic voices and when Apollo sounds the seven strings of his golden phorminx and, with you, sings the praises of the feasting gods. We salute you, daughter of Kronos and Rhea, who alone brings firelight to the sacred altars of the gods; Hestia, reward our prayer, grant wealth obtained in honesty; then we shall always, dance around your glistening throne.

For the lost -

Blessed Hestia, the first and the last, and the always flame. May your light burn bright and strong, May your prayers be those of respect and love, May you guide the lost, And give to those who have nothing. I give thanks to you, Hestia, for all that you have done And continue to do.

For people with intrusive thoughts -

I ask Hestia, the kind goddess, to help those who feel down. May they find comfort and peace inside of their homes and inside their own minds. Protect them for their destructive thoughts, and be the safe place they need so much

A prayer for homeles—

In Hestia’s name, may you always have a home and a roof over your head. May you always be comfortable and warm with a full belly. May you always be in good spirits and good company, never knowing the pervading loneliness that envelopes the soul.

Morning 

Blessed Hestia, Fill this home with your light and bounty, As the day fills it with golden sunshine.

Evening

Glorious Hestia, Let your hearth fire warm this house, As night draws her shadowed cloak over it now.

Blessings of the kitchen-

Hestia bless my little kitchen, I love it’s every nook And bless me as I do my work, Wash pots and pans and cook. May the meals that I prepare, Be seasoned from above, With thy blessings and thy grace, But most of all thy love

Links/websites/sources •

ts-witchy-archive, constantly-disheveled, saryoak, eldritchhorror06, https://twelfthremedy.tumblr.com/post/625205765818515456/hestia-offerings/amp, https://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/179727039352/offerings-to-hestiahttps://twelfthremedy.tumblr.com/post/625205765818515456/hestia-offerings/amphttps://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/179727039352/offerings-to-hestiahttps://www.learnreligions.com/hestia-greek-goddess-of-the-hearth-2561993#:~:text=Keep%20a%20candle%20dedicated%20to,prayers%2C%20songs%2C%20or%20hymns.https://www.theoi.com/Ouranios/Hestia.html#:~:text=In%20myth%20Hestia%20was%20the,youngest%20of%20the%20six%20Kronides.https://www.theoi.com/Ouranios/Hestia.htmlhttps://greekmythology.fandom.com/wiki/Hestia#google_vignettehttps://greekmythology.fandom.com/wiki/Hestiahttps://greekgodsandgoddesses.net/goddesses/hestia/https://www.hellenicgods.org/festivals-of-hellenismos---eortai https://hestiasservant.wordpress.com/2018/05/27/honoring-hestia-a-festival-every-day/https://www.elissos.com/the-family-goddess-hestia-mother-of-all-gods/#:~:text=The%20birth%20of%20Hestia%20dates,to%20his%20throne%2C%20his%20children.https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rhea_(mythology)#:~:text=According%20to%20Hesiod%2C%20Rhea%20had,and%20Zeus%20in%20that%20order.https://www.reddit.com/r/pagan/comments/14sy8cj/is_hestia_reaching_out_to_me/https://mythopedia.com/topics/hestia

http://persephoneandhecate.blogspot.com/2011/06/exploring-archetypes-hestia.html?m=1https://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/170063420188/bedridden-devotion-to-hestiahttps://honeyandhestia.tumblr.com/post/170063420188/bedridden-devotion-to-hestiahttps://www.tumblr.com/heatherwitch/160613514230/hestiavesta https://constantly-disheveled.tumblr.com/post/156636591525/can-a-hearth-fire-just-be-a-candle-that-you-lighthttps://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/169551188078/devotional-activities-for-hestiahttps://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/167758105763/jar-to-help-me-connect-to-hestia-chamomilehttps://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/171225676313/burn-herbs-and-spices-as-an-offering-to-hestia-i https://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/183383795283/what-kind-of-crystals-would-yall-associate-with https://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/171208375440/a-historical-prayer-to-hestiahttps://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/169394109439/i-ask-hestia-the-kind-goddess-to-help-those-who https://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/166938581678/if-youre-still-doing-prayer-requests-may-you-be https://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/178225408393/lady-hestia-goddess-of-comfort-and-warmth-to https://www.tumblr.com/honeyandhestia/183772520921/a-little-kitchen-prayer-for-hestia https://www.hellenicgods.org/festivals-of-hellenismos---eortai

I use resources, I do not own the info, and most deep dives have UPG (that I use in my work.) And I only take some information from sources. I am 14, this is my hobby, I am learning but I spent many hours and days on this, and I am always open to criticism. I have been doing worship for 5 years. Please know you can use the info, I do not sue, but I will take action if this work is used without permission and not put as a resource if used in any work. without permisson and not put as a resource if used in any work, for the public.

[https-harlow]

Jack Harlow

Series

Dad Jack

Concepts

All Individual Fics

All of my Jack Harlow Fics (oldest to newest)

Saturday Night Live

The reader is a very famous actress, has been since they were a child. Jack has been very open about his crush. The reader ends up hosting Saturday Night Live the same week Jack is the musical guest.

An Evening I Will Not Forget Part 2

Jack and the reader had been friends as long as they could remember, eventually turning into boyfriend and girlfriend in high school. Until several years later when their relationship fell apart and they had to continue their lives without each other.

Missed You

Jack shows up at your house at 2am because he missed you.

Proposal

Jack takes reader on a helicopter ride in Kentucky or Miami and he proposes afterword it’s at night by the way and urban and everyone set the scene for when they land back at the helipad.

Protect You

Jack wants to keep you and him a secret to protect you and him from the media but it lowkey hurts u. Like let’s say you guys are walking back to ur hotel one night and then he sees paparazzi and instantly drops your hand and your trying to not let it bother u but when he looks up at you after dropping ur hand you have tears in your eyes and he feels bad.

Settle Down

Jack wants to settle down, but you think he should continue to focus on his career.

Mini-Me

Paisley’s first dance recital, where you find out that she truly is a mini-Jack, and Jack, you, Paisley, and Olive start a new tradition.

The Early Years

You met Urban in middle school, which eventually led you to meeting Jack in high school. Urban saw how much you two liked each other before either you or Jack did, eventually setting you two up. Causing you to realize your feelings and make your relationship official shortly after.

Paisley's First Word

You and Jack had been trying to get Paisley to say mama or dada as her first word, but when Urban returns from a trip her first word isn’t what any of you expected.

Pumpkin Patch

Taking Paisley and Olive to a pumpkin patch.

Taking Care Of You

All Jack wants to do while you’re pregnant with your first daughter, Paisley, is take care of you even if it’s something small like putting lotion on your belly. You and Jack also start to celebrate Jack’s birthday with your tradition of giving each other gifts at midnight, though this time it is a matching gift. Jack can’t sleep and ends up talking to Paisley while you’re asleep.

Gentle

Paisley watches how Jack interacts with you during your pregnancy with Olive, and with Paisley being Jack’s mini me, it only makes sense that she copies him.

After Party

Jack and the reader would rather spend the after party alone then with others.

Keeping Secrets Part 2

You decide to tell Urban about your relationship with Jack, but he doesn’t respond in the way you thought he would.

Halloween Costumes

Paisley and Olive pick out their Halloween costumes, along with yours, Jack’s, Urban’s, and Clay’s.

That's Not My Daddy

Paisley and Olive see Jack in his wigs for Saturday Night Live for the first time and Olive refuses to believe it is him.

I'm Not Jealous, Just Protective

You and Jack go out to a club when a guy approaches you to hit on you and Jack gets jealous.

I Love You Because

You are struggling after giving birth to your second daughter Olive between feeling overwhelmed and dealing with the changes that happened to your body during your pregnancies, while also comparing yourself to some of the girls in Jack’s music videos. Jack reassures you that he loves everything about you.

Christmas Date

Knowing Christmas was your favorite holiday, Jack planned a Christmas inspired day for the two of you, decorating your Christmas Tree, watching Christmas movies, looking at Christmas lights, wanting to make your first Christmas as a couple and living together special, then on Christmas you exchange gifts.

Meeting Santa

You and Jack take Paisley and Olive to meet Santa.

Christmas Eve

How you and Jack spend Christmas Eve with Paisley and Olive.

Christmas Morning

Christmas morning with the family and you and Jack, with Clays help, surprise Paisley and Olive with a special present.

Elf Emergency

Olive accidentally touches the Elf on a shelf and Paisley is afraid the elf is going to lose its magic.

24 Hours With Jack Harlow

Based off the Vogue 24 Hours With Jack Harlow video.

New Sibling Reactions

You and Jack tell Paisley and Olive about their new sibling, except Olive isn’t ready to be a big sister.

Touring & Pregnancy Tests

Towards the end of the Come Home The Kids Miss You tour, you and Jack find out you’re pregnant with baby number 3.

Aren't You Nervous?

How you and Jack find out you are pregnant with your first born, Paisley.

Memories

You and Jack take Paisley and Olive to the park you went to a lot while dating, where they ask you questions about your relationship.

Baby Brother Or Baby Sister

You and Jack tell Paisley and Olive if they are getting a baby brother or a baby sister.

Officially Outnumbered

You give birth to your and Jack's third baby. Paisley and Olive meet their little brother.

First Concert

You and Jack take Paisley to the Eras tour, which happens to be their first concert other then watching Jack preform.

Pool Day

You, Jack, Paisley, Olive, and Hayden spend a day in the pool.

Presence

When you ask what Jack and Urban want for their birthday, they both say they want you.

Trick Or Treat

You and Jack take Paisley, Olive, and Hayden trick or treating.

Christmas Day

You, Jack, Paisley, Olive, and Hayden celebrate Christmas.

10 Years Later

You and Jack felt like your family was complete after four kids, but you start thinking about having a fifth baby.

She's Totally Flirting With You

Jack gets hit on by a waitress, though he thinks she's just being nice, Paisley and Olive come to your defense to convince Jack she's flirting with him.

First Time Parents (Paisley's birth fic)

You give birth to you and Jack's first daughter, Paisley.

We're Doing Something Right

You and Jack catch Paisley and Olive trying to make sure Hayden falls asleep.

It Was Always You

Despite Jack’s marriage to Amber, you and Jack make confessions to each other that you probably shouldn’t.

Cheered Up

After Gazebo festival is cancelled, you find a way to cheer Jack up.

Met Gala 2024

You and Jack attend the Met Gala, except not together, technically.

We're Going To Atlanta

You find out if you were accepted to a college in Georgia, something that needed to happen for your parents to let you move to Atlanta with Jack after high school.

Bonnie & Clyde - A Scalvo Fic

You and Scalvo are partners in crime, but what happens when a robbery doesn’t go as planned?

By My Side

Despite his team's wishes, Jack has no desire to portray being single to his audience early on in his career. He wants you and your future daughter to be by his side through every step. You come in to meet his team, and bond with Neelam.

Insta AU’s

Date Night

My Girl

Paisley’s Pregnancy & Birth Announcement 

Olive’s Pregnancy & Birth Announcement

Christmas Trees & Gingerbread Houses

Valentine’s Day

Baby #3 Pregnancy Announcement

[the-eclipse-is-in-me]

100 hits!!!!

I just reached 100 hits on IDOV on AO3!!!

AHAHHHAHAHAHAH!!!!!

So here are 8 and 9 of IDOV

Chapter 8: If we have each other (Cresent's POV)

Summary:

This how Cresent got claimed as a daughter of Hades, and how she met Nico, her favorite big brother

Notes:

Ya, so you know how I said that no more "in the past" chapters. I got writer's block and then @permetutotheworld on Tumblr gave me the idea for this chapter while we were RPing, so now this exists. Hope you enjoy Chapter is based on the song If we have each other

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

(2 years ago)

I was running the woods, zigzagging the through the trees, dodging the branches as I pass them. I was being chased by some monster. I had no idea what it was, but it had a scorpion’s tail, a bat’s wings, and the head of a lion. I ran as fast as I could, but I was running out of energy. Tears were running down my face, burning my skin. I was scared, angry, and most importantly. Alone.

I kept running, then suddenly a hand came from the shadows and pulled me in. I was covered in darkness, then light. I was laying in the grass somewhere. Next to me was a boy. He had black hair and pale olive skin. He was wearing a black skull shirt and a bomber jacket with black jean. He also had a strange black sword hanging from his belt. I got up and examined our surrounding. We were in a clearing the woods, but it seemed like a different one than the one I was running in earlier.

More tears fell from my eyes. I was further from home than I was before, there’s no way I will be able to find my way back now. I sat back down and curled up into a ball. Then someone sat next to me. It was the boy from earlier.

“Hey, you ok?” He asked me

“No, I’m lost and instead of being at home, I’m stuck here with some random guy.” I replied, as I continued to cry.

“How did you get lost?”

“I was waiting for my mom to pick me up from school. It was my first day at this new school, and it hadn’t gone well. I had to go to a different school than my sisters cause I’m the oldest, at least that is what my mom said. I got tired of waiting for my mom inside, so I went around the school to this patch of woods I found at recess. I wasn’t really a people person and the shadows always seemed to spiral when I was nervous, so I didn’t bother. I went to the woods then suddenly this monster comes running towards me. I started to run for I don’t know how long, then when I lost it for a moment I realized I was lost. I tried to find my way back but the monster just appeared again and the rest is history.” The sun started to set as I finished my story, it was getting cold, so I pulled my hood around myself, the sleeves also wet with tears.

“I am so sorry for what you have been through, that must have been hard for you.” He said after a moment.

“Well, I was planning on running away to my aunt’s, though I haven’t yet figured out how to get there. I was tired of dealing with that woman every day, and I’m pretty sure she would have kicked me out already if it weren’t for my stepdad. He’s the only one who stands up for me, and now I may never see him again. I just accidently sped up the process of getting rid of me.”

“What happened to your biological dad?”

“My mom says he died, and I want to believe her, but I just don’t. He left me this pendant.” I held up my crescent moon pendent. My most prized possession. “He’s out there somewhere, but finding him has never crossed my mind. If he wants to know me, he can find me himself. At least he could have, until now.”

“I get that, come on let’s find somewhere safe to stay for the night” He started to get up, but I grab his arm.

“I don’t know who you are, or even your name. You really expect me to follow you wherever you’re going, I may be 12 but I ain’t stupid.”

“So, you would tell your life story to a stranger before finding out their name,” I rolled my eyes “Alright, I’m Nico di Angelo”

“Cresent, Cresent Solace” Nico seemed shocked by this. He continued to get up, and I followed

“Oh, you’re a Solace.” I tried very hard not to give him a side eye.

“Ya, didn’t I just say that.”

“Are you in anyway related to Will Solace?” “Did he just say Will, or am I dreaming”

“Yes, he’s my cousin, but I haven’t seen him in months. Every time we go visit Aunt Naomi, he’s not there anymore.”

“That’s probably because he is at camp.” “What the hell is this boy talking about?”

“Camp, what camp?”

“Camp Half-Blood, he’s the head-medic there.” “Seriously, what the hell is this boy talking about?”

“What is my causing doing at some camp being the head medic, it’s not even summer break anymore.”

“He’s a demigod and a year-rounder, so that’s why. And I have reason to suspect that you are one too.”

“Wait, wait, wait, WAIT! Hold up, what you mean demigod. Like the child of a god, but how, and which god, and which pantheon, and how do you know I’m a demigod, and…”

“Hey, one question at a time ok, I just got up from shadow travelling and my head is buzzing.”

“Are you a demigod, is that how you did the thing with the shadows.” I was feeling better, so my ADHD kicked in.

“Ya, son of Hades. And your cousin is the son of Apollo.”

“So, I’m guessing Greek, but how? Aren’t they supposed to be in Greece?”

“The gods move to where the strongest belief or remembrance by mortals is. Currently it’s in the US, but they have been around.”

“So, they still come down sometimes and have kids with us mortals?”

“Exactly”

“And you think that I, Cresent Solace the most awkward being in the universe, could be a child of the gods.”

“Well one of them, you radiate power, a familiar one actually. Like from one of the Big Three.”

“You mean Zeus, Poseidon and Hades. There is no way I am one of their kids. I’ve always been deathly afraid of lighting, but I do enjoy watching the rain. Water hates me and I am asthmatic, so I am not trying that again. I’m mostly fine with death and that stuff, and darkness seems cool rather than scary to me. Are those signs of which one of them could be my dad?”

“Maybe, but we can’t be for certain until one of them claims you.” Then suddenly, the symbol of Hades appeared above my head. “Thanks a lot, Dad.” Nico mumbled

“My day has definitely gotten better. Hi brother, are we going to CBH?”

“Hello, at least we now know who your dad is. When I get more energy, we can set off for New York. Right now, we need to find a place to sleep.”

“Let’s do that. All the running has made me tired too.”

And we set off through the woods on our next adventure, together.

Notes:

I love how they already be acting like sibling the first time they meet, (if you disagree, come see my house), I love these two so much I just had to do this. Next chapter will be in Quinn's POV, and it will be continuing the story I promise. Just had to get this out there.

Chapter 9: Labyrinth (Quinn’s POV)

Summary:

Quinn needs to talk to Cresent after bumping into her earlier. Will helps.

Notes:

I DID IT, I WROTE THE CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!! This was so hard to come up with, and I had a week off, what a waste. But anyways here it is. Hope you like, songs for this chapter are Labyrinth and I miss you, I'm sorry

(See the end of the chapter for more notes.)

Chapter Text

I was training with my sword, taking swings at the dummy. I was about to take my next one when I sensed something approaching from behind. I turned on my heel, mid-swing. Then suddenly, my sword left my hands. I looked down to see a girl, with brown-royal purple ombre hair with a silver headband. She had blue eyes, purple contact on her right, and a crescent moon pendant. “I know that pendant.” She was also wearing a black camp shirt and yellow camp sweater.

I held out my hand to help her up because that was the polite thing to do, but she just swatted it away. She got up on her own and dusted herself off. I turned around to pick up my sword cause the girl didn’t seem to be in the mood for awkward conversation. She seemed to have changed her mind about training cause she turned around and walked away.

When she was finally out of sight, I let out my wings and flew out of there. I needed to talk to someone, and at the moment I could only think of my sisters. Holly and Laurel Victor.

I stopped in front of our cabin and walked in. As usual, they were fighting over something. I knocked on the frame of one of the doors to get their attention. They both turned to me and instantly got up from their spot.

“What is it?” Holly asked.

“Ya, we’re kind of busy right now,” Laurel said after.

“I need help, and I could only think of you guys to go to,” I replied

“You need to make new friends, you’ve been here for 6 months, and all you do is talk about that Cresent girl.”

“Ya, that’s what I need help with. I saw her on the training grounds earlier, and the old crush is coming back.”

“Had it ever left?” Laurel said under her breath. “So how do we fit into this.”

“Well, I need a way to talk to her, without her walking away from me this time.”

“Have you tried, walking up to her and saying hi,” Holly said

“No, she should go to the camp shop and get her something.”

“It’s they right now.” But they just ignored me.

“No, she should get that dagger she made her before she left, put a note at one end, then send one of the Hermes kids to give it to Cresent.” Great, they started a competition on the best way to talk to Cres. “Cres, I miss calling her that.”

“You guys, I want to give it to Cresent myself…” I was about to say something else when someone knocked on our door. It was Will from the infirmary.

“Uh, hi! Someone needs to talk to you and for some reason, they couldn’t come themselves, so they sent me. They said to meet them in the clearing, and that you would know where.” I instantly flashed back to one of my favourite days with Cresent. She found this clearing in the woods, and the first person she showed it to was me. We had so much fun.

I ran past Will, eager to find our old spot. If I was right I would be able to see my best friend again, if not I could help some camper and move on with my sad life. “No don’t think like that, Quinn, It’s definitely Cres.”

I reached the clearing. And there she was. She had taken off her headband, so her hair started to fall in her face. Her eyes looked unfocused, her dark skin glowing in the light. She looked beautiful as usual, and I can say that cause I may or may not have been spying on her a bit, and every time she looked stunning.

She finally looked at me, and tears instantly pierced my eyes. Then she did something completely unexpected, she ran up and hugged me. Like actually hugged me.  Like she did when we were friends. And I hugged her back.

Notes:

This chapter makes me happy, and the next chapter will also make me happy, I am very happy

Tags: @permetutotheworld @biggestqiblifan @massiveladycat

@fukurouonthesea @demigod-jack-hearth @emdabitchass @chaos-cupid @

[box-architecture]

Winnie The Pooh AU, Dreamnoblade.

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Techno of the Blade had lived in this enchanted forest for quite a long time, ever since his dearest friend had extended an olive branch to him- which meant that Techno could live in the truck of his olive tree while his friend perched in its branches. It was a perfect fit for them both, for Techno was a pig who much preferred to stay on the ground, while his friend was a bird, and could appreciate the skies with a closer view.

Techno was very fond of his home, from the bubbling, burbling creek, to the potato fields he had so carefully cultivated over the long years, to the few eclectic neighbors that lived in the forest with him. It was incredibly peaceful, and just what Techno was looking for in a home.

Which is why of course he had found himself worrying over the arrival of a brand new neighbor in the forest.

"The Great Technoblade isn't worried at all," Techno informed the narrator. "You're making a fuss over nothing."

Of course, even as he said this, he glanced at his calendar. The arrival date was today, he had double and triple checked. He had even made sure to check Philza’s calendar, despite it being at the top of the tree, a place he very much did not prefer to be.

"It's important to be punctual." Techno defended, and went to grab the Welcome Basket off his dining table.

He hadn't been sure of the new neighbors likes and dislikes. He didn't know anything at all about them, really, so he settled with things he personally found comforting: potatoes from his field, a few copies of his favorite books, and a gold coin one used to rub their thumb against when they needed something to do. If his neighbor didn't like these, he could at least say he tried his best.

"I'm not giving him my bell, though." Techno added as he walked out the door. He raised his arm high until his fingertips just barely brushed the edges of the bell hanging at his front entrance. "I think that would be considered my best."

"Hey Techno!" A voice called. At the top of the olive tree, his oldest friend- Philza Minecraft- called down to him. "Are you going to see the neighbor?"

"It's time, yeah!"

"Did you remember to pack my cookies?"

"Of course I did." Techno said. He hurried back inside to grab the parcel of cookies in his pantry, tucking it beneath the cloth of the Welcome Basket. As he did, he heard his cuckoo clock, reminding him not to be late.

He walked through the woods at a timely pace. It was a wonderful day outside; the gentlest of breezes made the leaves rustle, and the shade of the trees speckled the ground with light. He fought the urge to play an old game where he'd jump from one light to another, like a particularly interesting game of hopscotch.

"Hello Technoblade!" A pink face peered up at him from the stream's edge. Niki the Axolotl gave him a bright smile. "Its nice to see you. Are you meeting the new neighbor right now?"

"Indeed." Techno nodded, hooves going a little faster now that Philza wasn't watching. He raced along the stream, and she swum quick alongside him. "Have you seen him yet today?"

"Just from a distance. He never got close enough to the water for me to say hello."

"Do you want me to get the wheel barrel?" Techno asked, ready to change directions towards the Big Shed nearby. "We can meet him together if you're up for it."

"Oh no, that's perfectly fine. I'll meet him later at the Welcoming Party, won't I? We shouldn't overwhelm him so quickly."

Niki, as always, had a point. The new neighbor was likely to be as wonderfully odd as the rest of Techno's friends in the woods, which meant that one of his quirks could be preferring smaller gatherings to big ones. Techno would have to find out. The thought of learning all these new things made him a little anxious, but also excited.

"I take offense to that," Techno informed the narrator as he began to cross the rocks at the calmest part of the stream. "The Great Technoblade fears nothing and no one."

As he said this, he nearly slipped into the stream, but managed to save himself and his basket from being soaked at the last second. Niki giggled.

"Alright, alright, I get it." Techno sighed. He made it to the other side, thankful at feeling the grass and dirt path under his hooves. He checked his fabric body to make sure he was still sewed up, and then drew his red cape around himself. It was a good thing he left his paper crown at home.

"Wait, Techno, before you go-!"

Niki drew herself up to sit on the rocks, pulling off her backpack to rummage through it. She pulled out a silky bundle tied with a small purple bow. It was handed to him very carefully.

"For our new neighbor, since you're giving him the Welcome Basket," She said with happy wiggle.

"I'll make sure it gets to him," Techno nodded very seriously, tucking it away into the basket. Niki beamed at him, and he felt very warm and content at the trust she had placed in his ability.

"Thank you so much. I'll see you at the Welcome Party tomorrow!" Niki waved her hand, and then slid back into the water, seeing him off before swimming back towards the lake.

The forest soon gave way to an open clearing, and, just a little further, an unused garden next to a large burrow. It was very plain. His new neighbor had only arrived a few days ago, so it was too much to expect things to be blooming and colorful.

Maybe, if his neighbor was in need of a helping hoof, Techno could show him how to garden like a pro.

Technoblade stood in front of the door and paused. And waited. And waited some more. The nervousness returned, and he struggled to push through it to knock on the door.

"You're distracting me with your chatter," Techno grumbled at the narrator, and finally raised his hoof to knock at the door.

However, before he could even start, the door opened. A rabbit in a green cloak stood in front of him, glowering.

"Why are you standing in front of my door like that?" He asked flatly.

Techno tried not to look too sheepish. "I was preparing myself for my entrance. Are you the new neighbor?"

"I just moved in here, so I guess I am." The rabbit squinted at him. "Why are you asking?"

Techno drew himself to full height, and proudly presented the Welcome Basket. "I am Technoblade, I live in this forest and I've come to welcome you."

For a moment, it was silent. The rabbit seemed baffled at the display and unsure of what to do about it. He slowly took the offered basket, and held it close to his chest. He peered at it, and then up at Techno.

"Uh, thank you?" He said hesitantly. He glanced into his house. "... Do you want to come in?"

Techno grinned. Success! "I would be honored."

His neighbor hopped into the burrow, and Techno followed, shutting the door behind him.

The place was about as plain on the inside as it was on the outside. He expected there to be loads of boxes in the living room, or on furniture and shelves, waiting to be opened. But only two smaller ones were tucked into the corner by the chair. The kitchen he was led to was no different, a single box opened up on the counter, and when he leaned over to peak, it was filled with a set of white plates.

The rabbit set the basket on the table before opening the cupboard and grabbing two mugs.

"What's your name by the way?" Techno asked, not wanting to refer to his new neighbor as 'rabbit' any longer.

"Dream." Dream said without fanfare. He twisted the handle of the sink and filled both cups with fresh water. "Are you thirsty? Here."

He set the cup down on the table. An attentive host. Techno could appreciate that.

"Thank you. Would you like any help moving in? I can lift things pretty easily, and it always goes faster with friends."

Dream looked at him a little oddly. Yeah, maybe it was too soon to pull out the 'friendship' card. Still, Techno was determined that by the time the Welcome Party happened, they would be the best of friends. He wasn't sure if it was the sad state of the rabbit's home or his closed off demeanor, but Techno of The Blade was a curious pig, and he wanted to see if he could get Dream to crack even the smallest of smiles.

[drjholtzmann]

Hob’s eyes follow the curving, liquid grain of the wood. It reminds him of lava, folding over itself and cooling, making layers upon layers of warping lines collapsing into each other, a mass spilling outwards as it grows, melting into the landscape. 

He glances to his right just as the shadow draws near. Somehow he had seen it weaving between other passersby. Morpheus steps up beside him, hands in his coat pockets in the searing sunlight. 

“It’s nice,” Hob looks from his friend back to the tree. “I know I’m not the oldest thing in the world but, still. Sometimes it’s nice to be around things that are older than me. Especially something living. Feels…normal.”

“I wouldn’t know.”

“Mm, old as the universe, are you.” Hob teases, tilting his head as he takes in the dappled shade falling on the trunk. 

There is a distant roll of thunder muffled by heavy clouds. A laugh that is clamped down in the back of Morpheus’s throat. “Several.” 

“Yeah, you look it.” Hob buys in, rolling his eyes and swaying an elbow towards Morpheus’s side without making contact. “They say it’s four thousand years old,” he says, finally turning to face him. 

Morpheus shouldn’t look so comfortable in the sun, he thinks. Not because of his heavy coat, double-breasted and fully buttoned. But because he looks like an alpine flower. A delicate, sharp pointed edelweiss, built for thin air, meant to be bathed in blue snow-tinted light. He is, in many ways, quite literally a creature of night. Yet here he stands, swathed in the heavy gold Mediterranean light like a stone sculpture, like he belongs there. Like he’s always been there. 

He is looking at the olive tree, as if trying to read something within the bark of it. 

“I believe I once came by here, with my son. I confess I did not think to commit the place to memory in any fine detail. There was, perhaps, a sapling there.”

“Son.” Hob repeats, a weak echo, as he watches the stoic profile of his friend. He thinks he sees his eyelashes twitch. Hob takes a deep, and hopefully silent, breath. Forces it into his stomach, down to his toes. He looks back to the olive tree, following Morpheus’s unerring gaze, as he asks, “So, how old's he now?” 

And truly you would think after six centuries Hob would have developed anything approaching a frontal lobe, but apparently not. He bites his tongue as the words fill the air between them, wishing he could reach out and snatch them back. 

The sun itself seems to dim. “He is not.” Morpheus intones. His chin raises slightly, but Hob doesn’t dare look over. 

Hob's stomach is hollow and leaden. “It doesn’t, uh,” his hands flex at his sides hopelessly. "It doesn’t ever really go away, does it?”

“No. No, it doesn’t.”

Hob isn’t sure if the contraction is intentional. The words sound like they stick in Morpheus' throat. 

“It is beautiful,” he says, addressing the tree. As if finally having seen enough to pass judgement. 

“It still produces fruit,” is all Hob can think to say. 

“A wonder.”

“Sounds exhausting, personally. Amazing though, right? Thousands of years and it’s still providing food for people.”

Morpheus looks at him.

Hob meets his eyes. “I know it sounds like I’m trying to make some kind of metaphor here, but honestly, I just really like the tree. I swear.”

Morpheus swallows, his Adam’s apple a sharp thing in his throat, struggling against the motion. But some of the tension eases. And he smiles. An impossibly small thing. Fond and drifting somewhere between the corner of his eyes and the curve of his cheek. “Wonders never cease.” 

“Tell me you haven’t ever been moved by the beauty of a tree, then mock me. In the meantime – what say you to finding some little hole in the wall that will serve us some truly ancient vino? I mean something that tastes like dirt and blood.” He looks at Morpheus’s unimpressed expression and shrugs, “You know, in a good way.”

There is a breath of silence between them, in which Morpheus does not retreat, and Hob takes heart that this means he has not overstepped, yet. Maybe one day there will be time for them to talk more about this. Maybe it'll take hundreds of years. But in the meantime there is good wine waiting for them somewhere around the corner.

[ao3]

[afrodite-venus]

i have been crying about this for days. the arabic language is so beautiful. i am both thankful to this artist for sharing this gorgeous song with us, and torn to pieces thinking about how much pain she must be in watching her home get destroyed and her people suffer.

she mentions sending peace on an olive branch. edit: "olive" means zaytun (زيتون) watch out for this word if you read/see/hear Palestinian art, the cultural context will help you understand the message more. besides the olive branch being a well known symbol for peace (it's even on the United States dollar AND the United States Seal) there is a rich historical and cultural context behind this lyric. for those who don't know, Palestine has been known for its olive trees for millennia. some of the oldest living olive trees in the entire world are in Palestine (although i really don't know if they are still standing at this moment). olives are well-loved and crucial to Palestinian cuisine, as well as being a major source of income, since many Palestinians are olive farmers and have been for generations. a symbol for peace, harmony, friendship, resilience, and perserverance, the olive tree represents Palestinian spirit, and olive leaf patterns are also featured on the Palestinian keffiyeh.

there is another lyric where she says "in the land of peace, peace is dead." one english transliteration of this arabic phrase is "fi 'ard alsalam mat alsalam" with 'ard (أرض) meaning land/earth, al-salam or more commonly salam (سلام) meaning peace, and mat (مات) being a conjugation from the word mawt (موت) meaning death. (I'm not sure in which tense, arabic has so many tenses and I don't want to spread misinformation, my knowledge of the arabic language is like 1st grade level and mostly from osmosis due to growing up Muslim and having early exposure to the language through the Quran and basic classes at Islamic school, and I'm not even a practicing Muslim anymore, so pls feel free to correct my mistakes) lyrically, it was this phrase that stuck out to me the most, because of the emphasis placed on "peace" through its repetition. in the land of peace, peace is dead; Palestine is The Holy Land in Islam, Judaism, and Christianity. peace was the foundation of the land, not just peace meaning lack of war but peace as in spiritual peace, the kind of peace that fills your heart with love for this world and the people in it. now that this peace is being actively destroyed, Palestine is losing itself. Elyanna (the singer) is saying that her home is being gutted from the inside out, until it's unrecognizable, until it lacks the one thing that MADE Palestine; peace. It is heartbreaking.

The reason I am sharing this song and breaking down this lyric is because I want to re-humanize the Arabic language and Arab culture. It has been demonized for far too long, and it was/is on PURPOSE. IDF soldiers bombing Al-Shifa hospital and claiming (lying) that they found a list of Hamas guards and hostages (that were never in the hospital) when it was a CALENDAR and the only names of "Hamas guards" listed were fucking Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday, and Saturday, is exactly what I mean when I say that the world has been so successfully brainwashed against MENA (the Middle East and North Africa) that even the Arabic language itself, written or spoken, is perceived as inherently violent and threatening.

I hope this post has contributed in helping you unlearn the racism and anti-Arab/anti-Middle Eastern propoganda you have been taught.

From the river to the sea, Palestine 🇵🇸 will be free.

🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉🍉

[fishareglorious]

guess the idiot who got hopelessly addicted to clan gen and has sunk a abhorrent amount of time into the game putting r1999 characters in it.

that's right, it's fucking me.

without further ado, here is the noble keeperclan timeline (mostly all. notable absurd events), started by vertin who died and shredded all her nine lives in a single landslide, and is still currently being lead by sonetto (currently the game's second oldest living cat) at 144 moons.

and to start with things: pairings here will get... creative. most events and most pairings happen by random, since this is a generator. since these are fictional cats that don't line up with their canon ages and will also age to be older than they are in canon (in terms of maturity since everyone here ages in literal cat years), so pairings that would be considered questionable in canon can and will happen here.

if the potential of that isn't your thing, feel free to scroll past everything.

started things off with seven cats: vertin as the leader, sonetto as deputy, druvis as the medcat, followed by regulus, lilya, and x

lilya and vertin get together. yeah

1 year in, and druvis dies to a venomous spider. i had to scramble to get another medicine cat, who was dikke. mercuria joins the clan and becomes another medcat.

some time after that, regulus fucking dies being mauled by a coyote. lilya follows suit falling off a tree while hunting in the rain. vertin grieves.

to put some lightness to all the deaths, windsong joins the clan, along with her kit, avgust.

a cat from another clan elopes with eternity. i name the cat tennant because fuzz lightyear is a horrible name. and tennity is canonized anyway with the tennant anecdote

tennant and eternity have four kids immediately after. crazy shit

vertin gets over lilya and. gets with x. and in the same month as that i kid you the fuck not she dies and. loses. ALL NINE LIVES. from a landslide.

sonetto becomes leader. i had 'leader picks deputy' toggled on, and sonetto chooses windsong to be her deputy.

extra lore: dikke really fucking hated patrolling with mercuria. i think 90% of the time they gathered herbs it always ended in an argument

eternity fucking DIES. to a WOLVERINE. this will be the start of a bunch of really terrible fates of the tennity line.

tennant was real depressed for a while along with their kids.

bkorn, who was really just an apprentice, dies being hit by a car. i feel bad about that

several people who are like really old join the clan and immediately retire the moon after joining which was really funny as hell. notable examples are hissabeth and kakania lmao

avgust also. somehow grows up to be one of the most strict and responsible cats in the clan...? i guess that's what happens if your mom's the deputy. i joked once if windsong kicked it or retired he'd be the next in line as deputy (foreshadowing)

also for some reason several people really hated him. idk why but okay

dikke dies at some point from yellowcough. i didn't want mercuria to bear the brunt of all duties all alone, so i kicked kakania out of the elder's den and made her into a medicine cat

to speak about the tennity bloodline curse, all three of tennant and eternity's children die pretty. horrible deaths. one was from being torn apart by a wolf pack. other was a fight to the death with a fox. one died to a fight with a rogue. the only living tennity child ends up doing. crazy shit.

x somehow has a fling with willow who dies to a badger, then gets with oliver fog. they adopt a kid and x fucking dies two moons after adopting poltergeist

satsuki steals a sandwich from humans

voyager tries shooting her shot with local attractive widower tennant. gets turned down. she genuinely does not show her face in camps for weeks apparently

vila is loner that was being harassed by a human. in some opposite canon divergence where windsong is the dashing confident one, she saved vila from the human and drags her back to camp to get healed. vila lives with a scar from a broken jaw.

i was on that vilasong crack for several moons so i just started setting them up by patrolling together i pretty much ignored all happenings in the clan. somehow their romantic like bar wasn't going up and then i realized. 'wait i can just make them mates the option button is literally there.'

i made them mates and they went on to become the most sappy as shit couple known to man. this is the second coming of tennity for some reason look at this shit. they also adopt a son, pyotr, together

and like the pair before them, vila dies suddenly. from a venomous spider bite this time

immediately after that tennant and. lucy. of all people. get together.

necrologist also gets together with the only living tennity child. they have a bunch of kids which is crazy

i don't know what fatutu ever did to oliver but. HE MURDERED HER.

tennant and lucy have 4 kids. what the fuck okay congrats. funny thing is that tennant retires after having the kits becuase she's one of the more senior cats in the clan lmao.

some dude with the name Exothermic Reaction joins the clan which is. truly a name. i rename him into aleph because he was red and he had mask markings.

kakania finally kicks it due to being old. the game remarks argus could not give less of a shit about her death.

there's like a whole liang yue/satsuki sideplot enemies to lovers to married couple with kids to embittered married couple arc happening in the background

someone in starclan has apparently prophesized horropedia's demise while i was looking through dead cats. horropedia is mauled to death by a pack of dogs a long time after that remark.

sonetto gets together with. i will not say who because i might get killed for the sheer absurdity of this pair. she also ends up expecting kits and after the birth of their kids she and her partner break up. but get back together two months later.

look their children were blonde furred and i haven't gotten any blonde furred cats to join my clan so. technically ezra theodore and sotheby are siblings and their mom is sonetto and [REDACTED]

tooth fairy gets fucking murdered by the only living tennity child.

medpoc is destroyed by this and grieves for several moons. also sotheby's other parent dies in the same moon so both of the medicine cats can't do work.

which basically led to everyone getting sick or injured and not getting better, which i panicked hard because it's four moons and neither are recovering from their grief so i randomly dragged in several miscellaneous fankits to be medcats.

windsong finally retires after so many years. avgust takes her place as deputy.

there was that one tidbit where tennant was complaining about her joints for like 4 moons straight which was legitimately funny to me