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From my original comic "Penumbra"

Fanart I made for @salexectria ‘s fanfic “Messages from Last Night” I LOVE that fic, its so funny! Idk if the author plans to continue with it, but I wish they would! Anyway, had to draw this outfit of Akira/Ren’s ever since it was described, although I did get a little bit creative with the pants~ [ won’t let me tag the author, even tho they got a blog here, rip;; ]

fanart of my friend's oc, Uranus

There was the sudden rush of shuffled feet as Leblanc’s only other current inhabitant rushed back down the steps. Akechi, having not moved from his spot ( which was already right near the base as is ) competitively stood his ground; as if bracing for impact. Whether that be another jaw-clenched argument, or a brawl. And right when Amamiya got right up in his face, Akechi did not back down. He held his full few centimeters that he had over the other, and competitively glared back. His mind went into an instant fight or flight response, and it was choosing fight. Stand your guard, and don’t back down.

“Thank you for everything.” He murmured.

That fiery gaze he received emanated an intensity that demanded recognition. And Goro didn’t dare back down. But the soft voice that practically brushed sweet breath against his lips whispered softened gratitude. Goro’s frazzled mind wasn’t quite sure what was happening. He had all but been assuming some sort of challenge, picking up from the tensions he, himself had created. And yet, this turn ( despite giving the same exact energy back ) was something entirely earnest and sincere.

The exact instant Ren tilted his own head, there was a sudden surprised sharp intake of breath; caught and held within the same confines of his chest, where that fluttery thing resided. But that was all the moment would allow for him to do, before their lips were meeting. Goro’s feet remained where they had been firmly planted. His eyes naturally had closed upon impact, perhaps a bit tightly, as if bracing for something with more of a kick to it. But the kiss was gentle, and genuine. The brief lapse between the corner of both of their mouths where it was allowed, he took in another hitched breath, but he gave in. Allowed that foreign tongue into his mouth. That overwhelming flavored scent that, somehow, tasted better than any food ever would. Satiated the tongue better than any other thirst ever could.

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excerpts from a fanfic my partner and I are writing together, called "Pillow Talk."

Something different. Flip through for full comic! ☆ ⚠️ LONG DESCRIPTION AHEAD ⚠️ I dont normally do this kind of work. Stuff that's super personal, or highlighting MY life. And tbh, I dont think I plan to do it a whole lot, either. But I guess, in a way, I kinda wanted to vent. And figured during Pride is the perfect time. This comic only highlights SOME of the struggles I go through, literally, everyday. And by no means is a representation for EVERY trans person. But if some people feel they can relate, I just want them to know that they arent alone. I've recently had a coworker tell me that trans guys arent actually guys. To my face. I've had family refer to me as a F*gg*t. I've had people refuse my partner and I service in passive aggressive ways, in restaurants, just because we are lgbtq+. I've had my partner's brother who is 10 years older than me, threaten me with violence ( I just about jumped into that fight, but was shoved into the car by my s/o to avoid it ). Everyday my parent inlaws say they are trying, but it feels like they are putting no effort. I hear things like "I hate this" when trying to remember to NOT refer to us as "ladies." Coworkers misgendering me, being corrected, then telling me "oh, I know!" And then going on to COMPARE ME TO OTHER FEMALES!! My point is, there was no way I could fit ALL of that into a tumblr comic, considering I only get 10 slides, well 9 if you count the fact that I wanted a banner. Anyway! As of right now, I cant feel pride for my state of being. I constantly feel like a joke. I feel I will never be perceived the same way in which I feel. I feel like no matter how hard I try, my efforts are wasted. So I cant say that I feel "pride." But I want to! I want to be able to feel proud and strong in the fact that I am trans, and that its part of who I am. Maybe one day. . .

Shoyo Hinata, traditionally drawn by Hitman Jonesy! ☆

#Thinking of getting into Diety work and have much respect for Thanatos

Thanatos Deity Guide

Who is Thanatos?

Thanatos is the personification or the spirit of death. In this way, Thanatos is considered a daimon in the original meaning, a spirit.

Thanatos was often depicted as a young male with wings, but occasionally he was depicted as an older man with a beard. He as well as his twin brother, Hypnos, are seen in ancient art holding torches turned upside down.

His role in mythology is a psychopomp—a being who carries the souls of the dead to the underworld. Though he was often referred to in myths, he rarely appeared physically.

Parents and Siblings

Nyx (mother)

Erebos (father in some myths)

with his being mother, Nyx, has many siblings. Most notibly:

Hypnos (twin brother)

The Keres (sisters)

Geras (brother)

Eris (sister)

Nemesis (sister)

The Moirai (sisters)

Apate (sister)

Charon (brother)

Lovers or Partners

Makaria according to some

Children

None

Epithets

Mors (Roman)

Letum (Roman)

Paian (Healer or Striker)

Acherontis (Woeful)

Leukokhrotos (White-Skin)

Notes

Though there are no ancient cults known to be dedicated to Thanatos, there have been traces of sacrifices left to him as well as a temple in Sparta.

In one myth, Zeus commands Hypnos and Thanatos to carry the dead body of the warrior Sarpedon off of the battlefield and to the country of Lykia so that he could be given a proper burial.

Other popular stories involving Thanatos are the story of Sisyphus and the story of Hercules wrestling Thanatos.

Thanatos has been depicted in art as a youth holding a butterfly or an inverted torch. The former represents a soul (the greek word for butterfly can also mean life or soul), and the ladder represents a life having been extinguished. He is also seen with a wreath of poppies or a sword.

In art and literature, Thanatos is also depicted as a cloud or mist that hangs above a person’s head who is soon to die.

He lives in the Underworld with his twin brother.

In some myths he is considered cruel, in others, he is considered sweet, as he is peaceful death. The descriptors chosen would likely depend on the writer’s outlook on death.

Modern Deity Work

Since there is very little record of historical record, this list has been compiled based on Thanatos' myths as well as what is known about him historically. In this list I have also compiled items from modern witches' posts about Thanatos, these posts will be in the References and Further Reading section.

Rocks/Stone/Crystals

Porphyry

Onyx

Obsidian

Iron

Bronze

Herbs/Plants

Poppy

Cypress

Animals

Butterfly

Snakes

Vultures

Crows

Symbols

Upside down torch

Sword

Butterfly

Wreath of poppies

Offerings

Any of the items or depictions of the items listed above.

Dead things that died naturally or peacefully. Or dead things that were ethically sourced.

It was common for Greeks to offer honey, olive oil, freshwater, and milk to their deities.

An altar or corner of your personal altar dedicated to him.

Jewelry dedicated to him.

Bones

Acts of Devotion

Learn about him, his brother, and his mother.

Learn about thanatology (study of death and dying)

Take care of those in hospice.

Show respect and appreciation for hospice workers.

References and Further Reading

Britannica

Theoi Project

Greek Mythology

World History

Mythus

The Underworld Oracle

Amino - Thana

Devotee of Thanatos - Tumblr

If you or anyone you know works with Thanatos and you welcome questions about him please feel free to reach out to me so that I can add you to this post!

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