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fairychamber · 2 years
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Väki In Finnish Mythology
Väki In Finnish Mythology
In the Finnish context, working with väki was essentially what a person was doing when they practised witchcraft. Nature, trees, animals, and all the elements have their own väkis. In Finnish mythology, the concept of the elements is particularly prevalent, and each element has its own väki. There are four types of väki: ilmanväki (for the air), tulenväki (for the fire), maanväki (for the soil),…
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bear-handed · 2 years
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hotcinnamonsunset · 1 year
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she’s got it all…the lore, the colorwork, the fun lacy sleeves💙
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yokyopeli · 21 days
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Speak Your Language Dayn kunniaksi tein suomenkielisen youtube videon.
Aiheena suomalaiset aseksuaali ja aromanttiset hahmot. Piti tehdä kaksi osaisena koska puhelin käski päivittää kesken kaiken, mitä en tietenkään tehnyt.
Tää on mun eka kunnollinen suomeks tehty video niin ois kiva että ihmiset tsekkais tän.
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buddlebubs · 4 months
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Väki. Unknown and unseen
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Just a doodle of my favorite dog. For those who don’t know he’s based off of the black hound. Given his clothes wanting to be abit zealot like I gave him part of the name Kirkonväki which is Finnish for Church Grim(as I’ve read)A mythological dog that guards the graves of those who’ve past beyond.
Mixing the idea of a good creature with that of a demon of the same cloth his last name is Babel, which means to be confused by multiple voices.
His intentions are his own, whether they be good or ill is the biggest question.
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muuminoita · 4 months
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en oo koskaan ollu iso FandomTumblriinPostaaja mut semmosia haluja mussa herättelee meijän speksin tän vuoden produktio :D ikävä kyllä sille ei taida olla täällä kovin isoa fanikuntaa koska sitä ei oo esim... esitetty...
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nocticola · 2 years
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Reading 2022: Elina Rouhiainen Väki 2: Aistienvartija (2018): 15.2; 20.2; 23.2; 26.2; 3.3; 17.3; 25.5-27.5.2022
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freyjaofthenorth · 2 years
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today in "growing up with pre-christian folk beliefs from a living tradition where things are often referred to indirectly":
sometimes you learn of the roots of those beliefs by reading about something from the pre-christian religion and going "oh so that's what it's called" (in my case a good example would be väki, or "oh well mister smarty science person if spirits aren't real then what is the wind and fire huh??? checkmate atheist!"), and sometimes you just think about something and go "wait what do i even mean by that???"
so when i hear about people dying tragically very unexpectedly, what do i mean by the only ones who know the meaning of it is "the ones who control such things", and why does it sound suspiciously much like the norns??
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rosetta-j-stone · 11 months
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Just heard I have more Kaarija merch arriving this week, aww yiss, I mean yesyes
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plantcomic · 3 months
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Hello again, got the "being sick" part of the winter done hahaaahh, I'm a little bit late.
This update has a couple of spells, translations and little notes for those under read more. See you in a month again I guess, thanks for reading!
Bond with alder - spell
The red leaf of alder The slender finger of alder Strong is the power in your bark The anger of the woods in your curves
I sing you the song of fae, of milk hay's, of soil's child of May's child, of the spell maker of the bringer of golden spring
Give me a day, the time of one leaf The hazy time of the sun. Golden red from your treetop, one bend from your annual rings. A moment from inside your roots A moment from the deep waters.
Notes: Alder is known as "fae tree" in old beliefs, it has an innate connection to the väki of the woods. I was initially going to let Varpu call themselves "voikukka" (dandelion) here, but they might reserve it only for their favourite trees :) So there's a couple of older words for the same flower (mayflower and milkhay were some among many, many others. Dandelion was closely linked to agriculture and for cows especially, the finnish current name voikukka still literally means "butter flower".
Situational bond-breaking spell
Human flame, son of Ukko Leave us, this circle. For you the sunny morning, For us, the eternal evening.
Notes: Flame is a nod to the three-faceted soul thing, I've probably mentioned when bonding spells were last in the comic. It's a placeholder for löyly, which could've worked also, but I think I used fire imaginary in the original spell haha. Ukko is an ancient rain god, later renamed as a thunder god, but his reign and relationship to humans has been a bit different for other nordic-baltic sky gods. Here's it's just another nod for humans being Of Sky while fae is Of Soil.
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kidvoodoo · 1 month
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He never should have gotten lost
Truthfully, it was not Bojan’s fault. The caravan was hurried across the icy roads in fear of the approaching blizzard, the mounted guards pushing the desperate people and stock animals alike. It wouldn’t matter, they were doomed across the Käsivarsi, it was always too treacherous for a band of inexperienced Traders. The panic and hurried chaos found some of the wagons sliding and the animals pulling them spooked and scattered. The guards shouted for the rest to grab the horses lest they be lost in the wilderness.
And so he found himself here, lost in the frigid woods following hoof prints that disappeared under the freshly falling snow.
Bojan shivered as he moved silently as possible through the trees, afraid to whistle for the missing animals lest he attract unwanted attention…
“Susia,” the gruff voice of a bearded hunter warned, they had stopped briefly in a village overlooking the Kilpisjärvi. “Wolf packs. They travel together, hunting animals like your horses. Will kill you in your sleep, they stay away from fires. Sleep in shifts.” The guards took any advice from the locals, trusting their knowledge of the wilds.
“And boy,” the hunter addressed Bojan who startled at the sudden attention. “You watch for Väki. He hunts for people like you. Foolish people.”
The guards all snickered at that, Bojan huffed and pulled his coat tighter, stomping out of the hunter’s shack.
Foolish indeed, he scowled as his fingers and toes froze. He could find the road again, to hell with the horses-
BAM
Something slams into his back, throwing him face first into the snow. For a brief and panicked moment he thought one of the horses had charged him, the force was so strong it knocked the wind from his lungs, but as he scrambled to crawl away, he heard a deep growl.
Wolves
In his panicked state he let out a yell and felt a powerful grip grab at his shirt collar, wrenching him onto his back.
Oh God it’s gonna tear my throat out-
The cold press of metal against his windpipe startles his screwed shut eyes open.
Green.
Bright, glowing, inhuman green irises bore into his hysterical brown ones. A deep snarl, like a wolf erupts from human lips. Human?
No, not this creature.
His skin is a pale greyish-blue and his ears are pointed and curved, he’s shirtless save for a thick cloak of pelt’s around his neck and shoulders, strong and powerful looking arms level a curved and pockmarked knife to Bojan’s throat. The creature’s other arm is raised, his hand not flesh and blood but a twisted claw of tree roots and bark, fingertips hooked and wickedly sharp. His expression is pulled into a fierce glare, dark brows furrowed over even darker eyes that hold two glowing orbs at their center, a hypnotic and terrifying stare meant to shatter the bravery of any foolish man who strays from the path…
Just like Bojan did.
“P-please-“ Bojan stutters, grasping his barely-there knowledge of the Finnic language to attempt to communicate. “I am sorry, I didn’t mean to trespass-“
“Caravan.” The creature growls back, Bojan spots sharp, canine-like teeth behind his scowl.
“Yes! Yes I am with the Caravan on the road, we only need to find our horses-“
“Horses gone.” The strange being spits, slowly pulling the long knife away from Bojan’s throat. “They run far out in the forest, wolves will chase them down” He moves to stand back, not letting his guard down or stowing his weapon. “You not find them in time.”
Bojan slowly pulls himself up out of the snow, his back now soaked with melted snow and making his breath catch from the cold.
“Y-yes. You are probably right, I will go back to my people, I-I’m so sorry I disturbed your territory-“
“Not mine.” The creature says, Bojan sees now that he’s actually taller than the creature, but it doesn’t make him any less intimidated.
“You die before finding horses, too cold for your kind.” The stranger huffs and sheds his wolf pelt cloak, handing it to the shaken human. “Take. I find your horses”
Bojan looks dumbfounded, shivering hands grasping the cloak.
“But-“
“I bring them when your people asleep. You tell no one about.” The being glares, his burning eyes piercing through Bojan. He raises his twisted root hand and curls his fingers open, Bojan swivels around to the sound of cracking wood and stares in awe as the forest’s dense trees bend open to reveal a path.
“Follow, your people not too far away.”
Bojan shakes himself out of his gawking to turn and thank the creature-
But he’s gone.
His gaze darts around for any signs of the strange being, but not even footprints are left in the white blanket of snow. He is pulled out of his shock by a harsh shivering of his frozen body, quickly pulling the thick coat of furs around himself.
Warmth.
It’s unnaturally warm. Smelling of thick pine and iron and something undefinably sweet. He burrows into it further.
As he goes to follow the path in the parted trees, he spares one more glance behind him, a small smile on his face.
“Thank you” he whispers to the empty air.
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I’ve been reading all about Finnish folklore lately and what better way to express my excitement than to make an au no one asked for :D
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fairychamber · 2 years
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Väki, the Force in Finnish Mythology
Väki, the Force in Finnish Mythology
In the Finnish context, working with väki was essentially what a person was doing when they practiced witchcraft. Nature, trees, animals, and all the elements have their own väkis. In Finnish mythology, the concept of the elements is particularly prevalent, and each element has its own väki. There are four types of väki: ilmanväki (for the air), tulenväki (for the fire), maanväki (for the soil),…
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rieskale · 6 months
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Ankkalinnan väki vierailee Fingerporissa
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pocketbullfinch · 1 year
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nyt vittu suomitumppu ja muu väki joka tägeissä kulkee, ihan oikeesti raportoikaa nuo botit ainaku näätte tägeissä ja teit seuraamassa (jos määrät semmosia et pystyy erottaan) spämminä ni josko saatas määrää vähennettyä pikkuhilijaa.
selasin äsken #vittua ja tuli vastaan joku parikymmentä bottia jonossa, melkein kaikilla sama linkki postauksessa.
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yokyopeli · 1 year
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Canon (genderqueer) Aros 120c/?: Bollywood in Väki / The Bird Circle trilogy (2017-2020) by Elina Rouhiainen
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hockey-finns · 10 months
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Siis en tiiä onko tumblrin väki tietosia siitä että vauva.fi:ssä on ”Käärijä ja Bojan fiilistelyketju” jossa on tällä hetkellä 3033 (!!!) sivua…
Same in inglis: there is a thread on a popular (gossipy and trashy) internet forum vauva.fi about Käärijä and Bojan and it currently has 3033 (!!!) pages…
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