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When I made this, I was really struggling with her skin tone. I like the texture it has- but I do feel like it's too dark. Sand of the sea doesn't get baked.
Granted, it does look beautiful- but it doesn't match my envisionment of her.
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Aphrodite is not born motherless.
They all tell tales of her creation, they speak of how Zeus’s blood spilled into the sea and turned into sea foam, and from that sea foam she arose, a fully formed goddess. Somehow, they always miss her mother in that tale, even though she’s so intricate to it, so important to it.
Somehow, they always forget the sea.
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Amphitrite gathers Zeus’s blood in her hands, pulls it close to her chest, and thinks, unbidden, that she could do something interesting with this.
She uses her claw-like nails to cut open the skin of her stomach, until she’s surrounded by a bright red cloud of warm blood. “I will not carry you,” she mutters, mixing her blood with Zeus’s and pressing it into the shape of a women, “but you are still of my belly, of my flesh.”
She was a primordial goddess once, she was Oceana and Oceanus, was man and then woman, and knows how to create a body, how to create such a simple thing after all these years.
But even so, she’s still impressed when the woman turns to her, dark copper skin and heavy, long black hair. “You’re beautiful,” she tells her daughter, because she is, full lips and soft brown eyes. “You are of me, and I am the sea. You are sea foam, and your name is Aphrodite.”
“Aphrodite,” she repeats, no childlike wonder or curiosity in gaze, just the heavy knowledge of an adult, of a woman. She has ancient blood in her, and it leaves no room childhood. “My name is Aphrodite, and I am beautiful.”
“Don’t tell anyone that you are mine,” Amphitrite warns, but doesn’t give any further explanation. The sea doesn’t explain itself, and neither does she.
Her daughter doesn’t question her. Amphitrite wonders if it’s because she already knows, or if maybe she just doesn’t care.
She doesn’t ask before leaving. The sea doesn’t care for others’ explanations either.
“Where were you today?” Poseidon asks crankily when she swims back into the palace.
She ignores him, moving past and away from him. His scowl at her back is less worthy of her notice than a fly buzzing in her ear.
Poseidon may command the sea while he holds her heart, but he is not of it, is not like it, and he never truly will be.
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Her father welcomes her with open arms when she arrives, proud of her beauty, of her strength, of the power that rolls off of her in waves.
“She can not just be a goddess,” Hera remarks, looking at her narrowed, judgmental eyes. “She must be the goddess of something. What shall it be?”
It’s not jealousy in Hera’s gaze, not exactly, it’s not that abstract. But she still can’t place it, so she demurs, “I wish to be like you, Queen Hera.”
She raises an eyebrow, and Aphrodite wonders at her misstep, but doesn’t have the time to contemplate it before Hestia says, “A lofty goal for a young goddess. If you wish to be an object of worship in Hera’s honor, then you must be the goddess of beauty, for she is the most beautiful.”
Hera barely keeps from rolling her eyes. Zeus says, “Oh, if you are to be a mirror goddess of my wife, then you must be the goddess of love. Of course.”
It’s said with completely sincerity, but Hera smiling in a way that makes Zeus take a half step away from her. “Of course. Husband dear, you’re too kind.”
“I can be both,” she pipes up, desperate to end this strange, confusing tension. Maybe coming to the pantheon was a mistake. Maybe she should have just stayed at the bottom of the ocean and befriended a giant squid and many small starfish and never had to worry or wonder about these complicated politics that she doesn’t yet understand.
Hera turns to her, and again those piercing amber eyes bore into her soul. She must find what she’s looking for, because she takes a deep breath then intones, “So mote it be,” in the type of voice only a queen goddess could have, carrying Aphrodite’s name and domain across the sea and through the air, whispering it in the corners of homes, placing her in the stars with a single breath.
Zeus seems oddly put out, as if he wanted to be the one to do that, but says nothing.
The ground rumbles beneath her feet, and Aphrodite stumbles, nearly falling. When she looks up again, there’s another throne on the pantheon, one of the purest white marble and delicately rounded corners.
Hera takes a step back and gestures to the empty throne. “For you, Aphrodite, goddess of love and beauty.”
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When Hephaestus hears what happened, he destroys an entire section of his workshop. His chest is heaving as he tosses another table of delicate silver instruments against is volcano wall, watching them bend and shatter with a dark, vicious sort of fascination.
He reaches for another, knowing he’ll regret this later even as he does it, but not being able to bring himself to care.
Firm hands curl around his wrists, and Hephaestus turns with a snarl, ready to push whoever dare interrupt him into the nearest vat of molten lava.
So, of course, it’s the one person that would have no effect on.
“Stop,” his little brother says, eyes hollows in his face, the skin beneath them bruised purple. “What are you doing? Just – no.”
“Let go of me,” Hephaestus snaps, trying to tug his arms free, but Ares won’t let him go. There was a time when he was physically stronger than Ares, when he could shove him and order him around. But that was a long time ago, and he can only pull uselessly on his arms, trying and failing to reclaim them.
Ares shakes his head. “Just – stop. I know you heard – I’m sure Mom had her reasons–”
“I don’t care about your mother,” he shouts, but his voice catches at the end. He hopes Ares doesn’t notice, but he’s never been that lucky. “Of course I heard. Everyone heard!”
His brother steps forward, hand outstretched, but he steps away, his back hitting the rough cave wall. Ares stops, standing there, his face wretched and twisted in pain. “Please, don’t - don’t do this to yourself. This wasn’t about you.”
“Of course it wasn’t,” he says, closing his eyes against the tidal wave of bitterness clawing its way up his throat. “Nothing is ever about me.”
A calloused hand cups his face, hesitant and delicate, and Hephaestus knows that if he pulls away, Ares will let him, that Ares is so careful to not push him too hard or too far.
He came here from the battlefield, he’s ignoring the invocations of his name to be here right now, ignoring the screams in his head so he could go running to him.
His brother loves him. It’s the only balm against this, against the jagged edges of wounds that are only there in his head. He takes a deep breath and leans into Ares’s hand, letting him take some of this weight. “She’s Zeus’s child. She hates Zeus’s children. Why would she-”
“It’s not the same,” Ares says quietly. “She hates evidence of Zeus’s transgressions. That’s not what Aphrodite is.”
“I don’t care,” he snarls, and it takes everything inside of him to not push past Ares and continue destroying everything around him. “She’s a goddess now, she has a throne on Olympus now, and all she had to do was walk in. She’s a goddess of the pantheon on Hera’s word. Who else can say that?”
No one. Hera’s never used her power as queen like this before.
Ares winces, and Hephaestus finally notices that he’s shaking. “You have to go.”
“No,” he says, “no, I can say, it’s not too bad-”
“Go,” he says, “I won’t - I’m fine. Everything’s fine.” At Ares’s unimpressed look, he amends, “It’s fine enough. Thank you for coming. But don’t hurt yourself to stay.”
“I want to stay,” Ares says earnestly, then leans forward to press his forehead Hephaestus’s. “Take care of yourself.”
“I’m older than you,” he says, lips pulled in a helpless smile.
“Clean your room,” Ares orders before disappearing, slipping back to whatever battle he’s in the middle of dealing with.
Hephaestus takes a look around his destroyed work room, his instruments and creations shattered and glittering in broken pieces across the ground, and sighs.
It doesn’t matter. So what if this new goddess was just given something he had to work and bleed and earn? So what if Hera cares more for some domainless goddess off the street than she cares for him, a child of her blood and womb? It doesn’t matter.
This goddess, this Aphrodite, doesn’t matter, and is no concern of his.
gods and monsters series, part xxx
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Amphitrite with downturned trident, by François Théodore Devaulx (1866)
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Another piece for the comic! A photo from Poseidon and Amphitrite's wedding! <3
Queen of the seas, Amphitrite.
︶𝆹𝅥⏝︶𝆹𝅥⏝ᩨ 🔱 ︶𝆹𝅥⏝︶𝆹𝅥⏝ᩨ
This is my version of the queen of the seas, Amphitrite.
AMPHITRITE IS 7'2????!!!😍😍😍
Yes she is! 😈🦈
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DRAW AMPHITRITE
PLEASE
I LOVE HER SO MUCH AAYQYETEHSBSHSJSJ
SHES EVEN MENTIONED IN THE ODYSSEY, TWICE AS FAR AS I HAVE READ
YOU CANT SAY NO TO THIS
PLEASE. 🙏🙏🛐
I LOVE HER TOO AAAAAAAA
Wilde Goddess
Dearest child,
Have you not cried rivers?
Have you not ventured through,
The very depths of Hell.
Have you not torn apart civilizations,
With your wrath?
Are you not vividly complex,
Perhaps,
More so than complexity itself?
Have you not shaken Gaea,
With your bloodcurdling screams?
Wildflowers bloom,
On the tip of your tongue.
Yet,
The blood of far too many,
Paints your skin.
Smothering what little warmth lies within.
You are a goddess.
One with our universe.
A deadly,
Enchanting being.
With a predatory instinct.
Humanity is your prey,
It’s time for the hunt.
(d.n.k)
My favorite is Hera's smirk. Go kick (Zeus's) ass bb
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Is it just me or Amphitrite is way too little talked about for a queen? I've seen thousands of disccussions about Hera and Persephone, and almost none about her.
Her marriage with Poseidon is slightly similar with the one between Hades and Persephone (in the sense that both couples had a rough beginning but then slowly started to become peaceful). At the same time we know that Poseidon wasn't exactly a faithful husband. As a base of comparison even Zeus had less lovers than him, and at least Zeus was supposed to father the greatests gods and heroes to ever exists as the King of the Gods. Poseidon was horny. Yet unlike Hera and Persephone, I don't remember any myth where Amphitrite punishes one of Poseidon's mistresses (or bastards) and even welcomed Theseus with open arms.
That makes me believe that:
a) Amphitrite is aware of the fact that any woman her husband catches his eye upon has no other option but to sleep with him in order to avoid a worse fate, and that his bastards have absolutely no fault for being born.
b) She fears that Poseidon might punish her if she manifests her jealousy in any way.
c) She came to love him way too much to the point of forgiving all of his infidelities.
d) All of the above combined.
Nevertheless she's still pretty underrated.
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Part Two
Apollo: Crested Duck
Artemis: Quetzal
Hermes: Blue Tit
Dionysus: South Philippine Dwarf Kingfisher
Persephone: Beautiful Strawberry Finch
Helios: The Grey Crowned Crane
Selene: Grandala
Amphitrite: Mandarink Duck
Iris: The Gouldian Finch
Cronus: Egyptian Vulture
If the Greek Gods Would be Birds:
Note: This was purely made for the sake of humor.
Zeus: The Philippine Eagle
Poseidon: Shoebill
Hades: Dracula Parrot
Hera: The Himalayan Monal
Demeter: Rufous-Crested Coquette
Hestia: Pygmy Wren Babbler
Athena: Harpy Eagle
Hephaestus: Hooded Vulture
Aphrodite: Pigeon With A Curly Perm
Ares: Northern Red Cardinal
amphitrite · goddess & nereid queen of the sea
Amphitrite was one of the sea nymphs Nereids, fifty sisters in total and daughters of Nereus and Doris. She was the wife of Poseidon and had two children with him; a son named Triton, a merman; and Rhode. Amphitrite also gave birth to other children, such as seals and dolphins. Initially, she was considered an important deity, as mentioned in the Homeric Hymn, when she was present at the birth of Apollo, alongside Dione, Rhea and Themis. The poets used her name as a mere representation of the sea. Her Roman counterpart was Salacia, the goddess of saltwater.
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Hi Are you still doing altar lists? Can you do one for Amphitrite, Artemis, Demeter and Hera pleaaase? Thanks in advance xx
Amphitrite- Sea salt- Sea Shells- Coral or sea plants (fake)- Pictures of sea life or- Aquarium (if you’re good at taking care of fish)- Dolphins- Shrimp, lobsters, crab, clams- Beach Sand- Sea Glass or Drift Wood- Salt Water (Ocean water)- Candles (blue, green, teal, white, black)Artemis- Deer- Bow- Arrows- Bears- Leather cord or pelts- Picture/ painting of Orion constellation- Photos of forest/wilderness- Antlers- Animal bones- Leaves or rocks from woods- Partridge, Quails, Herons- Cypress- Palm- Jerky- Spring water- Candles (Brown, green, beige)Demeter- Grain- Bread- Pigs- Snakes- Corn- Wheat- Sickle- Gardening Calendar- Soil from garden- Corn dollies- Cornucopia- Candles (Brown, beige, green, yellow)Hera- Peacock feathers- Wedding souvenirs- Copy of marriage vows- Septre- Cows- Lions- Diadem- Lotus- Lily- Hawks- Cuckoo Bird- Pomegranate/ Figs/ Oranges- Constellation map- Ivory- Gold- Candles (white, gold, blue, teal, green)Altar IdeasAmphitrite - Aphrodite - Apollo - Ares - Artemis - Asteria - Athena - Demeter - Dionysus - Hades - Hebe - Hekate - Hemera - Hephaestus - Hera - Hermes - Hestia - Khione - Nyx - Persephone - Poseidon - Selene - Zeus
More short hair version :D
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First of all, amazing art!! :D
Look at him so Lovely dovy.
Chuckles...
HE'S A RAMPANT CHEATER, I HAVE THE TESTIMONY AND CHILDREN FRUIT OF HIS CHEATING, GIRL WAKE UP!!! YOU DESERVE BETTER!!!
Poseidon and Amphitrite
"Amusing Little Things"
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