Sopdu (also rendered Septu or Sopedu) was a god of the sky and of eastern border regions in the religion of Ancient Egypt. He was Khensit's husband.

As a sky god, Sopdu was connected with the god Sah, the personification of the constellation Orion, and the goddess Sopdet, representing the star Sirius. According to the Pyramid Texts, Horus-Sopdu, a combination of Sopdu and the greater sky god Horus, is the offspring of Osiris-Sah and Isis-Sopdet.

As a god of the east, Sopdu was said to protect Egyptian outposts along the frontiers and to help the pharaoh control those regions' foreign inhabitants. He was referred to as Lord of the East, and had his greatest cult centre at the easternmost nome Lower Egypt, which was named Per-Sopdu, meaning place of Sopdu. He also had shrines at Egyptian settlements in the Sinai Peninsula, such as the turquoise mines at Serabit el-Khadim

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David Morrissey as Bothos, JJ Feild as Thax, and Lee Ross as Septus in Centurion; Behind the Scenes

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I’d like to hope I as a good sire. Even if I never really planned most of my embraces.

But... considering Septus.

Maybe I am?

A fun sketch of my Hazbin hotel oc’s Dreevus and Septus. Ended up giving Septus a redesign while I was at it. They are kids of Sir Pentious and Cherri Bomb.

The science team(+ honorary member)!! Three more (kinda) crew members from Thierri's ship. (I've got a lot more crew members on the way, will make masterpost soon!)

YOSHI [Hylotl]

Yoshi was among a large batch of crew members that were brought onboard after the main trio (Thierri, Gus, Chal) took down a massive bounty which wrecked Thierri's old ship. Instead of retiring with their small fortune, the main three decided to put it towards commissioning a larger ship that could accommodate more crew members and facilities. Yoshi was initially an advisor brought on to oversee the specific accommodations for each crew member (e.g. size of living space, accessibility, coordinating sleep cycles.) After their contract expired, they were offered a full-time position aboard the ship as ship doctor once the new ship was space-ready.

While Yoshi's main responsibilities include the general health of the crew, over time they also took up the title Head of Research Relations. Although the title sounds lofty, it mostly entails passing on data and samples from bounties to the resident researchers at the time as well as managing said researchers.

Yoshi was born and raised in the "shallows" of the Hyotyl Domain. "Shallows" being slang for Hyotyl colonies that are ideologically and culturally (rather than geographically) distant from the Hyotyl homeworld.* Many of such settlements, including Yoshi's, are more diverse than the more homologous settlements deeper in the Hyotyl Domain. As a result Yoshi has extensive experience treating many biologies besides hyotyl.

Despite having only a few medical staff under their supervision, Yoshi handles the health and well-being of the entire crew very efficiently with the help of many specialized machines/tools. Some would say there are more machines than necessary to the operation of the medical bay, however Yoshi has a justification ready for each one.

For example, The "Artisanal" Mold-Maker 5028, marketed for its aptitude in converting 3D models into candy molds nigh instantly is essential to the organization and sorting of individual crew members' essential vitamins and other regular supplements. By casting each supplement in the gummy shape of its corresponding crew member, it's nearly impossible for someone to mistake their supplement for somebody else's. (Though it doesn't stop Chal and Gus from playing with them like dolls.)

While their mask of patience that barely hides their eagerness to connect has captured the heart of the crew, Yoshi doesn't plan on staying aboard forever. Their dream is to become a pediatrician in their hometown, however they have yet to start the extra training required due to lack of funding.

*: The colonies/settlements that are closer to the Hyotyl homeworld are usually referred to as "deeper" and the homeworld itself as the "depths" (or for the less favorably inclined: "the pits.") While these terms are commonplace in all Hyotyl colonies/settlements, they are almost never used on the Hyotyl homeworld**.

**: I also feel that it is relevant to mention that Letheia Corp and the Alliance of Hyotyl Fiefdoms are at odds with each other. A majority of homeworld lords are against the relative freedom many offworld settlements have from the domain of the fiefs. Many of them accurately suspect that Letheia often undermines the control of the Fiefdoms in shallower settlements.

ONAE SEPTUS [Mantizi]

(Placed further up for easier understanding, sorry Kil'Zeer, you'll have to wait a bit.)

Onae Septus was the first researcher to join the ship after the first big batch of hires (Yoshi, Loprekyat and other, yet to be named crew members.) Nae isn't actually a member of the crew, rather, nae is an independent researcher who pays to be housed on the ship as well as collect information and samples from the crew's missions/contracts. Naer research centers around eldritch beings, horrors such as the Erchius Horror and The Ruin that have been appearing much more often since the destruction of Earth. Onae will help the crew out on occasion, however the relationship is kept mostly transactional (as nae prefers.)

It took over a dozen applications over the years before Thierri accepted Onae's proposal to partially fund the ship in return for their research position. The reason he accepted when he did is mostly because ship funds were dwindling after the first expansion. His unwillingness to cooperate originated from their first meeting, when Onae proposed studying him as well. Needless to say, that did not go over well and Thierri refuses to go near naer laboratory to this day.

Onae's inner circle is very small, but very rich in personal connection. Nae finds seeking out new connections in naer workplace frustrating and often fruitless. Besides, nae is perfectly satisfied with not only their life-partner, Kil-Zeer, working on the same ship, but also gaining a peer with intellect on-par with naer own(Yoshi.)

KIL'ZEER [Thelusian]

The most well-travelled of the crew, Kil-Zeer, was initially brought onboard as a custodian at the bequest of Onae, but quickly proved to be an essential asset in managing the growing pains that followed the expansion of the crew. Zee often works closely with Yoshi, helping to fill in their knowledge of various races culture around medical treatment, as their proficiency leans more towards medical knowledge over social.

In terms of relative maturity, Kil'Zeer is the oldest among the crew. Zee holds two titles in zeer home hive: Elder Council Member and Veteran Warrior. The aforementioned home hive is made up of six previously warring hives that joined together against a larger threat (more on that later.) Kil'Zeer played a major part in steering the newly formed hive council away from an isolationist stance by personally seeking out allies beyond other Thelusian hives. Despite zeer massive contributions to the formation of a new hive, many criticized zeer actions as too risky as it could bring galactic attention to their weakened state after finishing a war, signalling them as an easy target for any imperial power out there. As a result Kil'Zeer was voted into indefinite suspension of council duties.

Zee took zeer suspension well, all things considered. Zee'r treating it as a long vacation with zeer life-partner Onae, who zee met when zee was a young warrior, but after the hives started to join they rarely had a chance to see each other. Kil'Zeer is confident that the council will end the suspension eventually, but until that day comes, zee is going to spend as much time with Onae as possible.

OCkiss24 day seven: dare

Felix panted as he ran back to his friends, adrenaline and honey wine racing through his veins. He skidded to a stop in the slick grass of the field on the outskirts of the village. 

“Do you have it? Do you have it?” Philo asked, sitting up to meet him. 

Felix’s mischievous grin was illuminated by the swath of stars that lit up the darkness of the night. “Oh yeah. I’ve got it.”

He reached into his tunic and pulled out a circular loaf of bread. 

“Ohhhh!!” Philo tipsily cheered. 

“Mrs. Alexandra’s bread as promised.” Felix sat down and took another swing from the ceramic wine jar. 

“Dude, I can’t believe you did it!!” Aurelius said, turning the loaf over in his hands. “Alexandra is by far the scariest person in the village. Look, it even has her name stamped on it!”

Philo cackled even louder, leaning back. 

“She’s going to be so pissed,” Aurelius said. 

Felix nodded. “Oh yeah.”

“Ok, ok, ok!” Philo said, wiping the tears out of his eyes, “Aurelius, you’re next, you’re next.”

Aurelius eagerly sat forward while Felix tapped a finger on his chin, thinking. “I dare you… to… ooh, scare Septus’ sheep.”

“No, that’s mean,” Aurelius said. 

“That’s the point! It’s not a good dare if you won’t get in trouble for doing it,” Felix said matter of factly. 

“I don’t know…” Aurelius mumbled. 

“You don’t have to touch them or let them out, just jump in the pen and cause a ruckus. Is that better?”

“I like Septus though, he gives my mom discounts at the market,” Aurelius said. “I don’t want to risk losing that, Gods know we need it. Give me a dare that isn’t mean.”

“Fiiiiiinnee,” Felix groaned. “Um, you can–”

“Kiss me,” Philo suddenly blurted out. 

“Huh??” Both Aurelius and Felix turned to him in surprise. Even in the dark they could see the blush that spread over his freckled cheeks. 

“I-I mean if you want to,” Philo backtracked, suddenly feeling embarrassed. 

“No, no, you said it, he has to do it!” Felix crowed. “That’s how dares work!”

“Yeah,” Aurelius breathed. “I have to do it.”

He haltingly scooted closer and gently cupped Philo’s jaw. 

Felix leaned forward with a shit eating grin. He whisper chanted, “Do it, do it, do it.”

Philo nervously swallowed. 

Aurelius slowly shut his eyes, long eyelashes fanning over his cheeks. 

Leaning forward, they slightly brushed against each other, lips barely grazing. The warmth and the familiar scent of the wine felt like an electric shock. The moment felt too short to process while also an entire lifetime. It was exhilarating, amazing, like finding a missing half, exciting, like fate had drawn them together… It was perfect.

Philo turned his head away first, face flushed red. Aurelius sat back, hand ghosting over his lips and eyes wide. Felix had wrapped his arms around himself like he was holding another person and was making exaggerated kissing noises. 

“Muah, muah. ‘Oh, I love you, Philo.’ ‘I love you too, Aurelius,’” he mocked. 

“Shut up!” Philo slugged him in the arm and he fell over laughing. 

“Sorry, sorry,” he apologized with a wheeze. “You guys are just so funny. Philo, it’s your turn.”

Philo rolled his shoulders back and fixed his posture like he could brush off the lingering feelings about what just happened. “Ok go. Dare me.”

roman emperors forenames, deities and place names BUT excluding "a"

Beliberus Beodio Beodos Bercus Bevoninus Bobris Bons Bontius Bricus Brus Bulunum Cens Cerinus Certors Cerus Cetum Chietrus Chis Chus Cinus Cite Cium Clentius Cles Clinus Clodumnus Clon Clonemnum Clonumnos Cobus Coenius Colitum Columer Colus Comodors Comonus Compes Cone Conepium Conetero Conis Conneptum Conon Cons Contius Convenus Cophis Cops Coridum Cors Cortorte Cortum Corum Cosemius Crelis Crente Cricus Crincius Crius Cule Cunum Curius Curnus Cybello Cybri Delicus Demincops Demius Devites Dichus Dicius Dineturno Ditrus Dituno Dium Dividium Divrens Dortons Dubrio Duregor Durnum Durnus Duror Duros Dury Ebonium Ebor Egulunum Egus Eguvece Eleondium Ellindius Endos Eninumnus Entemium Enum Ernus Etel Etoritum Etrium Ever Evolornum Felies Felium Feluellos Ferego Ferminus Feros Fery Fitus Flonius Flonter Flontius Flonus Fonius Fons Fonus Fonveios Formes Fors Fortinus Fortum Forus Fuleodos Fulichil Fulumnus Fulustis Furi Genor Genosius Gentes Genthenus Gentus Genus Gerium Gespeio Glibii Glyberum Gorcunus Hemius Hemper Henors Heodos Heodosil Heri Herium Hies Hilium Hilornus Hocone Hocosius Honi Honium Honius Horium Horus Hosius Hostus Inum Iregullor Irium Irivium Irtor Iscus Ispeto Ivii Jovigli Jovii Jule Jules Julgons Julo Julum Junes Junovis Jupius Jutum Jutus Juveneum Lempes Lenus Leodor Leono Lerno Libevidos Licus Lies Ligulix Linumenus Linus Litus Lium Lius Loncinus Loncium Lonos Lorus Lostindis Lubors Lucium Luens Luenus Lugulium Lugus Lunerines Lunes Lunum Lustius Medis Medium Medius Mellodos Mene Mensum Mentius Mentus Menuelum Menus Meris Merius Merrium Messio Mestrons Minturius Minum Minus Mitus Mium Mius Modivium Moncium Mondel Mongis Monius Mono Monscite Morid Mule Mulgo Mutius Mytis Mytitin Mytius Necus Neminus Nertus Nete Netres Netus Neum Nikos Nius Nonikos Nonium Noros Nortellus Nortus Nosemper Nosius Novigo Obii Obius Oltum Olum Olus Opho Opio Ortorus Ortum Orus Oter Othes Otilonium Otor Pedinus Pedio Pedius Pedurius Pellonfer Perium Perme Pete Petes Petori Phis Phor Phordos Phori Phos Pies Pius Pizzi Poentio Pollune Pollus Polturnus Polunum Polus Polyberyx Pomo Pompes Pomuttis Pondrium Ponis Pono Ponves Porbovis Pori Portios Portorno Porum Prollus Prosium Pupizzi Pusellum Quillius Quinus Quires Quituner Renti Rentors Rinus Rios Rius Robbin Robbium Robios Robrius Rocentus Roncus Ronium Ronos Rorus Roter Rovides Ruttio Rutum Rutus Scoricus Scullius Secius Sego Seio Selugus Semitus Senorus Senti Sentinus Sentis Sentitis Senum Senus Sephorum Septum Septus Serus Sius Sollum Soltus Solum Stes Stios Subri Subrides Subrincum Subritus Sulgons Sulix Sullunum Tellortus Ternius Tery Tevecin Thenin Theo Theptis Ther Theregis Therium Therres Thes Thonor Thortum Throterte Tius Toris Torium Tregente Trello Tres Trius Trivine Trori Trum Ullon Ultunius Vecentis Vecer Veces Vectio Vectortus Vecus Veid Velix Veneminus Venitum Veno Ventios Ventis Ventius Ventum Venuellus Venum Vercurnor Vercus Veres Veritus Vern Verres Verrium Verte Vetes Vetregon Vicus Vidonium Vidos Vintius Vinum Vios Viregus Virium Vitimin Vitimo Volles Voltus Vondios Vors Vorum Vulgor Vulus Zeum Zeus Zoel Zoelium Zoellodos

I send a stupid Mafuyu ask and Septu creates peak. Thank you so much 🙏

the word peak should exclusively be used for the rare moment when mafuyu's voice whirls into a shrill moan as she cums just from feeling either side of her overstuffed tummy bump against the corridor walls. that is peaking. but also yes thank u. if its nightcord ill always have five billion ideas waiting to be written

Sphyri cum septus contrum -- 30in x 36in

Thank you @kehlana-wolhamonao3 for tagging me in Six Sentences Sunday! It's nearly Tuesday, but I came to you with my House of the Dragon fic, in Polish.

Kiedy Aemond, Aegon i Helaena zostali położeni do łóżek, Alicent udała się do septu. Niejednokrotnie znajdywała właśnie tam ukojenie. Tamtego wieczora wątpiła, aby znalazła je gdziekolwiek, lecz wciąż zapaliła świecę przed ołtarzem Matki i uklękła, składając dłonie do modlitwy. Nie mogła znaleźć jednak słów, zbyt przytłoczona wcześniejszymi wydarzeniami. W ciszy i osobliwej atmosferze septu poczuła, jak wcześniejsze emocje wracają do niej falami. Nie zauważyła, że zaczęła płakać, dopóki nie zaczęła się trząść od długo wstrzymywanego szlochu.

Michael Fassbender as Quintus Dias and Lee Ross as Septus in Centurion

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<Under the Raven's Wing> It began before her birth. In a night spent in passion between an utterly beautiful man and his lover. A last night spent as mortal lovers before he was to be embraced, on Caine's orders. Saulot's last night as a mortal. Tears, not of blood, instead water flowed from soft violet eyes. Promises and sorrow. And love. And a child left behind, created that night.

Nine Months later a woman fleeing the city. Before Caine knows of the child. She's not sure if there is danger, but she will not risk it. She joins people travelling north. Putting as much distance between her and the City as she can. As she comes north she sees the carrion ravens fly north. And she follows. To an Island of Green, of Magic and Lore. A land yet untouched by vampires. And she stays there. Among a tribe of red-furred werewolves.

Years pass.

Centuries pass.

The line of the Woman and the Child has become powerful within the Tribe, the Fianna. And the 8th child of the Chieftain is about to be born. Twins. Both with hair of red and eyes of violet. Far away equally violet eyes snap open. And the healer, the warmonger, the sire of many awakens. Saulot turns and walks towards Ireland. Singing to the twins, his descendants through Auspex. The Trickster's plan as come to fruition.

The twins grow.

Finn and Finloch are as thick as thieves. Everything is done together, and much of what is done is utter mischief. Accompanied in their teen years by a shaggy wolfhound called Bran.

At 18, war comes. It is a small battle, not even remembered by history. Finnula and Finloch go, despite their parents wishes otherwise. Finnula to ease the wounds of those fallen in battle, and to give mercy draughts where needed. Cradling a dying man as he cried for his mother. Then the thunder of hooves and the anguished scream from a dying girl.

I was just a kid

It was war

A brother sees his twin dead. Rage takes him and he kills many foes. Before a man with three eyes beckons him away and he follows. An offer is made. His sister back, on a condition. It is accepted and Saulot ends the life of his descendant, bringing him over to unlife. Then points to Finnula's still body. A second embrace. A third Salubri steps from the shadows, taking charge of the still unconscious fledgling. While Finloch looks at his sister with pained eyes before turning to follow his own sire. He dashes the vitae from his eyes, and Saulot puts a gentle hand on his back. “It must be this way. You are balance. I... am sorry for the path I must put both of you on.”

Then they leave.

Finnula Fianna, Twice-Blooded of Saulot awakes in undeath. She draws a deep breath, and her heart beats again. The years begin. Her adoptive sire quickly learns that the stubborn and fire hearted servant of the Morrigan is not bondable. And so she begins to craft a deep loyalty to the clan instead. Through a method the young bard appreciates.

Stories. Finn breaths them in and takes them into her heart. Gaining a deep familial love for her clan. Working with them. Travelling the world and the open road with so many. Then centuries after her embrace, as her grandsire seems to vanish from the face of the planet, she is released to wander. And so she travels.

The roman Empire.

A first embrace. Septus had been a foolish human boy. Infatuated with what he thought was the 18 year old Finn. He was 16, and to impress her had climbed far too high. He fell. She had not gotten there in time to chatch him, and so bit into her wrist, and brought over her first childe. The first of many. Almost all of them people who could not be saved. She loved them all, keeping them close by her side until they were ready to go on their own. All save for a fondly remembered Granny Heather, who wanted to go with a different Salubri. Finn was fine with it as well. Partially Fondly remembered because Granny Heather took out a Chantry of Tremere with her when she was taken down. Apparently nothing could be identified in the crater.

The world calls, and the open road was more hospitable to a healer who walked the lands. There is something about being in one of the most currently unified and neutral clans that gives safety to the kindered as she travels, sings and learns.

An orphan found. A baby bird. Raised to adulthood. Named for a beloved childhood companion. One of Finn's secrets. Her raven's name and its source.

For over a Thousand years. Nothing but warm memories of a beloved clan. A family that chose one another. Often people who didn't quite fit in with their homes. The third eye got you welcomed in any domain, in any city. Or those who suddenly died.

For over a Thousand years, Finn had a home among her Clan. Until it was ripped away by the cruel mages.

That only deepened her commitment.

After losing her Grandsire, seeing his death. The redheaded Salubri is cast into torpor in an ill fated battle. Only to wake in the modern age. And to learn of the destruction of her clan. That they had been blamed for the crimes of beings like Alex, the Baali who presented himself as Salubri.

Another thousand years, broken up through torpor and petrification. But Finn gathered her Clan together. And set a dragon's mark upon them and those who counted themselves as allies. As such, she protected them from Gehenna within her time. It was her clan. Not just the clan she was part of anymore. So many of her blood. Her duty to protect. And all those lost. Her failures.

Young Septus had been, to her, her greatest failure. He survived to the modern nights, only to be captured by the Tremere. And Finn sought him out, only to find that he was naught but a wight she had to put down.

Someone has a lot of feelings for a clan that they put a lot into.

And now to come here, and see this line. Where, things were so different. It's heart breaking. Again and again the visions of Saulot's death haunt her. The fear and pain of her clan mars this world. And there is little she can do, for it is not what The Morrigan wills. Not yet.

Another Childe. Now in this land. A story she has seen many times, and every time it's played out differently.

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