It’s their greatest invention as of yet
Hecate/hekate
Goddess of the night, necromancy, crossroads, witchcraft, boundaries, ghosts
Offerings :
Garlic
Oak
Yew
Willow
Dandelions
Lapis lazuli
Bronze
Gold
Black candles
Silver candles
Red candles
Purple candles
Knives or daggers
Swords
Keys
Depictions of crossroads
Depictions of the moon
Depictions of hekate's wheel
Triple moons
Owl feathers
Crow feathers
Raven feathers
Dog hair
Statues of her
Statues of her sacred animals
Bones (naturally sourced)
Dark chocolate
A wand
A cauldron
A horseshoe
Devotional acts :
Be kind to dogs
Donate to a dog shelter
Invoke her when casting spells or praying
Visit a graveyard (be respectful)
Go to a crossroad
Leave offerings at crossroads
Make a playlist of songs that remind you of her
Speak to her at midnight
Hang keys around your house
Have a feast
Write poetry dedicated to her
REMINDER you don't need to do any of these things to worship a deity, these are just suggestions, remember that if you don't want to or can't do any of this that it's totally ok !!
Yes! Unfortunately.
This can actually go towards having multiple animal features (Ears, tails, etc). But if theres beauty standards, then discrimination will also occur.
I always wish that humans were more “flashy” or had cool features, but it’d risk causing more issues </3
Do you think if humans had tails that there would be beauty standards for them?
i know the traditional interpretation of the Yorick skull scene is the classic one handed held out dramatically pose, but consider- Hamlet gently cradles the skull of an old friend with both hands, holding it with respect for the life that was once within it, as he considers the nature of death and his own mortality.
One scene later, as Hamlet dies in Horatio’s arms, he loses the energy needed to move himself and Horatio tenderly cradles his head in the same way so he can continue looking into his old friend’s eyes as he goes. If there was time left, Hamlet might consider how as he loses feeling in his flesh, all that’s left is the hardness of his own bones, and in time that’s all that will remain. It’s the same sort of contemplation, but now he’s on the other side of death.
"polonius, behind the arras: o i am slaying!"
I want the husky calico critter SO BAD RAHHHH
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Me when plans are made, the morning comes and suddenly it all falls apart. Now we aren’t doing the thing at all.
Hhh..I hate when critters don’t stick to plans and don’t understand why I get upset.
me, right now.
I tend to forget how hard it is to sleep with wings. Mine are decently small (small enough that I can’t fly) but still so heavy. The weight is pleasant when I lay on my stomach though, like a weighted blanket! 🪽
bitch this is all you’re gonna get. this life, this face, this body. you better not ‘maybe in another universe’ your way out of everything. sit your ass down and face this. go make tea and have a picnic and read a goddamn book. kiss your loved ones, send that damn text, and hug your siblings. this is all you’re gonna get.
Hello my dear critters!! I’ve been absolutely exhausted and busy— so I haven’t been posting. But I miss you all!!
Feel free to send asks and I’ll answer as soon as I can!! <3 🐾