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Yoga class in learn to reach in Chennai is a practice that connects the body, breath, and mind. 

 It uses physical postures, breathing exercises, and meditation to improve overall health. Yoga was developed as a spiritual practice thousands of years ago. Today, most Westerners who do yoga do it for exercise or to reduce stress.

The practice of Yoga is believed to have started with the very dawn of civilization. The science of yoga has its origin thousands of years ago, long before the first religions or belief systems were born. In the yogic lore, Shiva is seen as the first yogi or Adiyogi, and the first Guru or Adi Guru.

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[bacchuschucklefuck]

january month of yuugi

[emoreooo]

every step forward is a step closer to home

[chez-cinnamon]

Girl dad Kinger? How about girl dad Caine?

I gotta draw them interacting more, I live for their slow burn found father/daughter dynamic,,,,,,,,,

[pbeeanjay]

reach out! and all at once the pain restores you

[poorly-drawn-mdzs]

The musical episode.

[First] Prev <–-> Next

[chemicalbrew]

friendship ended with <style> my new best friend is <span class=''>

[crabsnpersimmons]

Clip: well maybe it would be easier if you didn't have big meaty claws! crabs: well these claws are only good for attracting mates* *cute robots

so while i was struggling with my creative block, i was trying out new hobbies to fill the void and i decided to try out crochet

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have not yet learned to enjoy crochet

but hey, Clip's here to be a... support? (show off?) at least he's surrounded me with amigurumi plushies of dear friends. see if you can recognize them all!

i'll put the tags under the cut

from the left to right, top to bottom:

@linafoxoficial - purple fox sona plushie

@inkydoughnut - crochet donut

@itsmuffiiee - sona plushie

@cacaocheri - cherry sona plushie

@eggcromancer - egg sandwich sona plushie

@normal-about-the-dca - beetle sona plushie

@scarredlove - blue mug plushie

@starriegalaxy - star sona plushie

@divinit3a - Pomeranian plushie

@enduu115 - sona plushie

@random-tail - kie kie plushie

[grapejuicegay]

I'm always gonna fight to come home to my family

[athenaeum-of-the-herald]

The Cult of Hermes

I thought it'd be fun to do some long posts on specific gods as a small guide for beginners, those interested in learning about them, or even just little refreshers.

Naturally this isn't everything (if anything it's the basics) and I can't cover everything single topic and aspect of a god in asking singular Tumblr post, but I hope it's a decent starting point!

As always, I am a single source and encourage you to seek out other resources and learn more for yourself ♡

• 𝐇𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 •

Hermes- son of Zeus and the Pleiades nymph Maia, father of Pan- was the Olympian god of herds and flocks, travellers and hospitality, roads and trade, thievery and cunning, heralds and diplomacy, language and writing, athletic contests and gymnasiums, astronomy and astrology. He was the herald and personal messenger of Zeus, King of the Gods, and also the guide of the dead who led souls down into the underworld.

Hermes was depicted as either a handsome and athletic, beardless youth or as an older, bearded man, with winged boots and a herald's wand.

(excerpt from theoi.com)

• 𝐀 𝐁𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐇𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐇𝐲𝐦𝐧 •

Hermes was born at dawn in a cave in Kyllene on the 4th of the 10th month and was immediately a menace to everyone and everything he came in contact with. He lept from his cradle as an infant in search of Apollo's cattle and, in midday, found a tortoise at the front of his cave and was immediately enamored by the beauty of hef shell. He took the tortoise into his cave and, with an iron knife, removed the shell. With sheep's guts, reeds, and cowhide, he fastened the shell into a lyre, the sound of it haunting and beautiful. He sang of Kronos and Maia, and his own birth as well as Maia's handmaidens.

But while he sang, he realized he wanted more and paved the lyre in his crib before setting off in search of meat. As the sun began to set, he made his way to the mountains of Piera, where the gods kept their divine cattle and stole a herd of 50. He turned their hooves backward, so as they walked, their tracks led away from him and fastened himself sandals as he hated walking barefoot.

An old man tending his vineyard witnessed him herding the cows, and Hermes promised him abundance in wine if the man pretended he hadn't met him.

The moon rode high as Hermes led the cattle to a high arching cave, feeding them lotus and grass. Having acquired the cattle, Hermes then desired fire and started one with sticks in a pit he created.

Hermes then picked 2 cows from the herd and drove his knife through their backbones. He cut their meat, cooking it over the fire and cut it into 12, even portions. He set the offering out on a flat stone, and even though the smell was tempting, he did not eat. Instead, he lifted the smoking meats and fat high in the air to show off his skills of thievery.

When he had finished, he threw his sandals into the Alpheos River and smoldered the fire. He smoothed the ashes until nothing remained.

He quickly returned to his home in Kyllene as dawn rose, so stealthy and quick he was heard and seen by no mortal or god, and crawled back into his cradle and swaddled himself as if he'd never left.

But his mother noticed his absence, and Maia asked where he had gone, calling him all manner of shameless and cunning and a thief. Hermes (being the gaslighter he is) feined innocence, appales his mother could think these things of just a newborn.

He told her that he would learn any skill for them, as he desired to not stay in the cave and wanted to be rich, with crops, and to speak with the other gods. He wanted the same respects from Zeus given to Apollo, defiantly stating that if he couldn't receive them, he would just steal them.

It was during this time that the sun rose, and Apollo found the old man Hermes had sworn to secrecy, asking if he had seen a man with his cattle. The old man claimed he had not, but instead saw a baby with a wand leading the herd. Apollo headed the words speedily in search of his cattle and found the cave of Kyllene where Hermes lived.

He opened the closets and all, searching for his cattle before going before Hermes and asking where he had hidden his cows. He threatened to throw him into Tartarus, where Maia nor Zeus would ever be able to rescue him. Hermes (once again being a gaslighter from birth) claimed he'd never seen nor heard of Apollo's cattle. He claimed that because he was just a baby, he didn't have the capabilities to take his cattle and instead was focused on newborn things such as his mother's milk. That he had only been born yesterday, and his feet were too soft to handle the rough ground. Because Hermes was the original male manipulator, he offered to even swear an oath to Zeus that he hadn't taken the caftle nor seen anyone that had. Hermes apparently had a terrible poker face as a baby, though, as his expressions betrayed his words and made Apollo laugh.

Apollo claimed he'd be a plunderer, robbing all manner of homes before naming him the prince of thieves and scooping him up and taking him away. Hermes decided that as a baby, his best bet to be released was to do the most baby thing in the world. Which was fart and sneeze in Apollo's face, who flung him to the ground.

Apollo told him that he WILL lead him to his cattle, and Hermes, in annoyance, continued to claim he had no clue what he was talking about. The two made their way to Zeus.

Apollo recounted what he knew to Zeus, how Hermes had stolen his cattle and hidden them.

Hermes claimed he didn't even know how to lie and spoke about how Apollo had barged into his home and threatened him over cattle he knew nothing about, attempting to force a confession. He pleased (near demanded) that Zeus take his side as the youngest brother, and Zeus laughed from amusement at Hermes's lies. He ordered the brothers to work together to find the cattle, with Hermes as the guide, which he agreed to.

Hermes led Apollo to the cave he held the cows, and Apollo was appalled to find 2 of them dead. Apollo was set to kill him there, but Hermes instead grabbed the lyre he crafted, playing it for Apollo, who was immediately taken to it. Apollo asked if he had crafted it himself or taken it from mortals, and Hermes proudly announced the lyre to be his own creation.

Apollo offered Hermes rites and riches for him and his mother in exchange for the lyre, which Hermes agreed to. In the exchange, Apollo gave Hermes his whip, nicknames him the cattle hearder. And as Apollo played, Zeus joined them as friends.

For a moment Apollo worried that Hermes would steal his lyre and bow (valid fears) and asked that Hermes swear to the gods not to, which he did, and Apollo promised to love Hermes more than any other siblings.

Apollo gave Hermes the herald's wand, making note that the wand would not grant Hermes the oracular gifts bestowed upon him by Zeus (as he had promised to never share them). Instead, he would use it to confuse the mortal with luck, helping one and harming the other.

Hermes was then granted rulership over the cattle, horses, and mules, as well as lions, boards, dogs, and sheep. He was made the messenger of Hades, guide of the living and dead, dealing with the mortal and immortal, always flipping a coin for whether he will help or trick.

• 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐭 •

Hermes's cult was central in Peloponnese, with his most important shrine being in Mount Kyllene in Arkadia. That said, he was actively worshipped in Arkadia, Athens, and Delphi.

• 𝐀𝐫𝐤𝐚𝐝𝐢𝐚 •

In Arkadia, his shine in Mount Kyllene was a major site of worship as his birthplace. Statues of him were placed in fields and at crossroads, where farmers and travelers would make small offerings to as a rustic god and god of travel. He was often honored as a pastoral god as opposed to a trickster or messenger and was revered as the protector of flocks, herds, and the wild.

• 𝐀𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧𝐬 •

As opposed to Arkadia, Hermes played a major role in the economic and active aspects of Athens as a protector of commerce/trade, travel, athleticism, and aspects of public life. He was honored as the patron of merchants, thieves, traders, athletes, and heralds, and was deeply ingrained in Athenian life which thrived in marketplace culture as he had several statues and altars dedicated to him throughout the agora (marketplace). It was common to make small offerings to these statues before engaging in commerce as he was invoked for fair trade. Although it's considered that merchants may have also invoked him as a god of cunning and trickery.

Statues of Hermae (stone pillars of his head and an errect phallus) were seen at crossroads and city entrance for protection and good luck and even used as property markers.

Athletes would also pray to and give offerings to Hermes before games for speed and dexterity, and young Athenians participated in rituals for him.

• 𝐃𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐡𝐢 •

Delphic Hermes was strongly seen as a patron messenger, mediator, and guide. Gis khthonic ties were most heavily seen here, as psychopomp and his ties to the divine, communication, and divination were paramount.

As Apollo traded his caduceus for Hermes's lyre, he was worshipped closely alongside him as a second primary deity in Delphi. Those who sought the divinity of the Oracle would also often invoke Hermes for guidance and protection, as well as the messenger of the gods.

Because Delphi was so sacred as the center of divination and prophecy, Hermes would commonly be invoked to help understand and interpret the cryptic messages of the Pythia.

It was heavily seen in Delphi (and Athens) that Hermes was also the guide of souls and was invoked during funerary rites to safely guide the deceased in the afterlife.

Finally, Hermes was sometimes associated with the Omphalos as a divine boundary keeper, maintaining balance between the mortal and divine realms. He was believed to protect the sanctity of Delphi, preventing chaotic or deceitful forces from disrupting Apollo’s prophetic order.

• 𝐀𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 •

• 𝐀𝐭𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐮𝐭𝐞𝐬 •

Golden winged boots or sandals that allowed him to fly

A wide brimmed hat granting him invisibility, a or winged cap

The Caduceus granted to him by Apollo

A golden blade he weilded in the war between the gods and giants

• 𝐂𝐮𝐥𝐭 𝐄𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐭𝐬 •

Epimêlios- Keeper of the Flocks

Kriophoros- Ram-Bearer

Agoraios- Of the Market-Place

Dolios- Of Crafts, Of Wiles

Enagônios- Of the Games

Promakhos- Champion

Hermêneutês- Interpretor, Translator

Trikephalos- Three-Headed (Of Road-Intersections)

• 𝐌𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧 𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 •

• 𝐎𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 •

Coins and money

Cakes and pastries

Feathers

Books

Coffee

Journals and pens

Keys

Dice

Playing cards

Gambling tokens

Maps

Travel souvenirs

Milk and honey

Ram/cattle/sheep/dog imagery

• 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐀𝐜𝐭𝐬 •

Carrying a lucky coin or token

Studying anything

Learning a language

Journaling

Writing

Traveling (even if it's just to the store or park)

Practicing/learning lockpicking (preferably not on other people's property)

Getting "sticky fingers" with major corporations

Partaking in safe gambling (adults only)

Helping/donating to animal shelters

Writing poetry

Doing puzzles and riddles

Writing letters

Supporting small businesses

Learning card tricks

Learning how to count cards in poker/cheat in gambling (adults only)

Leaving coins or offerings at crossroads

While fairly sloppy, I hope this little blurb was informative! It was fun to make and I plan to make more ♡

Safe travels!

[chandralia]

trying to casually explain katsuki’s devotion to izuku is impossible because why does it go from helping him train to RISKING HIS LIFE FOR HIM in a split second

[sun-snatcher]

While reading up on the Kanien’kehá:ka for this AC3 wip I’m working on— I discovered that in their language the adjectives are suffixed to the tail-end of the verb/noun stem.

So Connor's mother's name Kaniehtí:io, "Beautiful Snow", can roughly be broken down into:

Ka (pronoun prefix) Óniehte "Snow" (noun) -i:io "beautiful" (adjective suffix, derived from Ioiánere, "Good")

Hence, Kaniehtí:io.

Now, I'm neither Mohawk nor a fluent speaker whatsoever, so take this with a pound of salt:

When Haytham struggled with pronouncing her name fully and was given the tail-end “Ziio” as an alternative/nickname, he was essentially running around calling her “Beautiful” the entire time.

[forgetme-eternally-blissfully]

Choi Han, for a test from a god, is sent to an unknown land with "Cale."

Choi Han, upon arrival, realizes something is strange about this Cale. He's got a similar appearance to his own Cale but the eyes are sharper, with a witty bite to his tongue and a quick sneer always at the ready.

He's clearly confused and distressed about being in a strange place with a strange person but he does his best to not let it show. His hand reaches for a bottle of alcohol that isn't there.

Choi Han thinks that this Cale isn't like his Cale at all.

Choi Han has a hunch that this Cale is the one from before Kim Rok Soo's possession. It makes sense. So he isn't his Cale.

However, though Choi Han wants to become cold to this stranger version of Cale, when he looks into those red-brown eyes and sees fear, he draws back. It's an instinctual feeling that he gets, right as Cale is spitting more vile words to cover up the trembling in his hands, that he doesn't want to see even a terrible Cale be afraid of him.

This doesn't stop them from arguing. Through towns, forests, deserts, they both learn on an intimate level that they would never, ever get along. Cale is too loud, too threatening, and Choi Han can't resist from debating with this strange Cale about morals, of all things. They argue constantly.

Though they argue, Choi Han can't help himself from sometimes mistaking this Cale for his own. He tells himself it's because they look alike.

They're both in the midst of an argument when a noble-like individual approaches them with cloying words, which seek to lure them inside of the noble's home. Choi Han is suspicious, but before he has the chance to decline, Cale steps in front of Choi Han and demands to speak to the noble who wants to see them.

The noble-like individual turns out to be the servant of a more powerful man, something that Cale saw through immediately.

Choi Han is stunned.

How did this, this trashy Cale with no moral upstanding, clock the intentions of a person so quickly and accurately?

He asks him directly. Cale shrugs. Choi Han believes he's mistaken when Cale's eyes flicker with calculating intent. They don't discuss it further.

Little moments like these keep occurring. Cale does something impressive, Choi Han inquires, and Cale downplays it with a sneer or an insult and refuses to speak about it again. It's weird and strange but it's familiar. Extremely so. Not the insulting, and the sneer is too odd to be his own Cale's face, but it's familiar in the sense that they both underestimate themselves. They both refuse to acknowledge what lies under the surface of their visage.

This Cale is a strange individual. He swears and laughs and grins, he's too calm about their situation, and it's difficult to get through to him when he makes up his mind about something. But the strangest thing is that all of these things remind Choi Han of his Cale.

Finally, it all comes down to a final battle. One more fight and both himself and this Cale can go back to where they belong. Choi Han is ready.

Cale receives a power from a book before the battle and it's unlike anything Choi Han has ever seen. But the coughing up of blood makes him have Cale swear to never use it. Cale swears.

Choi Han makes Cale promise to stay on the sideline and not approach. Cale easily agrees.

They get to the last stage, the last time they'll see each other again, and the villain of this world is too powerful. It's as if he weren't meant for them to fight. It's as if he were made so that they struggle.

Choi Han swings his blade to block a blow that he knows he can't block, knows might end him, and he thinks about how he can't possibly die right now and leave this Cale behind... but he's too weak.

He wonders what his Cale would do in this moment, when everything seems hopeless and nothing is working.

Cale steps in front of him and uses his power to its fullest extent.

White light is shining everywhere, blinding Choi Han who keeps his burning eyes open, desperately keeps his eyes on the Cale that's bleeding from his mouth and his nose and his eyes and his skin is starting to crack, crack like he is about to turn into dust and disappear.

Cale turns to look at Choi Han.

"Ah. I was worried it wouldn't be enough to take out the villain." His eyes stained with blood curl up in a smile. A ball of dread sits in Choi Han's stomach. "I'm glad. I'm really, really..." eyes drifting closed, his body begins to shatter further and further. "Happy for you, Choi Han."

This is why they felt familiar.

It's with a cry of grief and anger, anger at himself, that Choi Han reaches out to hold Cale, hold onto even a piece of him.

Cale's eye, the only one left as he is disintegrating, widens.

Choi Han grasps a fragment that's about to vanish from Cale's chest, somewhere next to his heart, and this piece doesn't break, doesn't disappear from Choi Han's hand. It stays solid and firm and real-

And it's all that Choi Han is left with when the gods test ends.

Choi Han wakes up, surrounded by his family, with a red, glass marble in his hand. He holds it to his chest. It hurts.

It hurts.

[fennthetalkingdog]

This is a neopronoun/xenopronoun positivity post! If you see this, tell me what your neos are!! >:3

I mostly just go by he/they but I also go by xe/xem/xyr and other canine-themed neos!

[thedeskofaltoclef]

Yo, @glassanomaly. The benevolent @raddagher (my favorite artist and creator of my Favorite MTF Agent Perry Baxter. Glory to Raddagher) has already made it.

Chowder Clef Rises.

Bonus Radd-based Clef Art. This image was created years before she met me. She summoned me to this community. I had already been cosplaying in that exact outfit for about a year before I saw this image which is 1:1. This is the most accurate Deskverse Clef on the internet. Down to the whole situation of teeth.

Speaking of Deskverse, in honor of Radd's greatness 166's appearance is 1:1 as well. Check out Radds Tiktok if you want to see more.

Also, If you mother fuckers are not following Radd you are missing out! Art, Life tips, TWO HIT PODCASTS (Find us Alive and Hymns from the Road)

Radd does not get the credit she deserves. Please go follow her. The wiki is also filled with her writing and art.

Please go appreciate Radd

[emahriel]

ART VS ARTIST — 2024 EDITION! thank you all for supporting me, your kindness hasn't gone unnoticed. i appreciate you all very much 🤎