silly goofy greek god rants

I like greek mythology and sometimes, I write stories Anti AI

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Welcome to my blog!

PSA: I have a main blog called Husk Studios, so if you get a follow from said blog, that's still me, just on a different account

Hello! My name is Wormie (she/her/they), welcome to my silly rant and art blog Currently writing: nothing :(

Also, my asks are open!

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Should I add Hera and Zeus to Alectryon's story?

Well?

Yes

no

mayhaps

the fourth one

Voting ended onJun 28

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what the fuck is this???

[dogpuppy]

Yeah you guys can send me yourgrocery lists I’d love that

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Reblog if people can use your dms to leave their grocery lists

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Sure, I’m nosy

[egrisian-medea]

Ares' thoughts: Oh, he's not looking at me in the eye, he's looking down. Is he too scared of me to look up? Am I too intimidating to him? FUUUCK!

Alectryon's thoughts: Awooga, awooga, man tiddies on my face. 🤤

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Had to draw it

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A drawing of my fav gay for pride month :D

(don't tell the others Alec is my fave lol)

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Played god of war and had a brain worm

They're scarred from fighting with Kratos in the past

[queenotrera]

History wants so badly for Cleopatra to be beautiful. Like they can’t conceive of Rome being intimidated by anything less

[terpsikeraunos]

because being a linguist, fleet commander, and powerful ruler doesn’t matter, only her looks

[captain-palestine]

Reblogging the version without any terfs on it

[steeple333]

here’s the picture of her face so theres no reason to reblog the terf version, esp since it talks about her lack of beauty being tied to her curly hair and hooked nose, yikes

[alkimara]

You say “history wants to bad for Cleopatra to be beautiful” as if she isn’t already beautiful

[chonaku-things]

But she is beautiful was my first reaction. 

[jheselbraum]

A more accurate complaint would be “modern amateur historians want so badly for Cleopatra to be conventionally beautiful by western European standards, and they want this to be the only thing about her that is remembered, and not her sharp wit and general academic prowess”

[necromatador]

^^^

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How I feel about that Andromeda retelling

(you know the one)

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animation wip

I think I'm getting better, it's gonna be Alec

[sarafangirlart]

Queen Andromeda :)

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Something I feel like I got wrong

Something I disliked about the Ganymede story after writing it is how I did Hera and Zeus. See, they were okayish before he took Ganymede, but when he did, their relationship went to shit because Hera was horrified at Ganymede's age and Zeus was actually aloof about it. Before that (as it would be shown in Pelops' and Alectryon's story), they would've had a somewhat loving relationship because Zeus had a no lover streak of 3 years up till that point. But I feel like I fucked it up and just villainised Zeus the entire time, but eh I'm not sure after writing it down.

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Writing piece for a Ariadne story

Theseus watched her sleep for a moment, it was night now. But his guilt did not ease, he wasn’t sure why his people had been eaten by the beast, but seeing how she wept over its body, cooing at it and promising to find it in the Underworld when it was her time… He looked to the sea, hearing the waves against the shore. He stood and walked a distance away from the camp, going into the treeline. He wandered for some time, Ariadne’s thread felt heavy in his pocket. “What am I to do?” He muttered hopelessly, sitting on a rock. He looked to the sky again, “gods above, please help me. I cannot abandon her now, but I know if she comes to Athens she may feel as if she has been.” It was quiet, nothing but the sounds of distant waves and crickets chirping in the night. He put his head in his hands, tears welling in his eyes. “What do you mean?” A voice suddenly called, he leapt up, searching for the source of the voice, then he spotted a bull, sat calmly under a tree, sitting above perched on a branch, was an owl. “Lady Athena? Father? What are you doing here?” He muttered, turning to face them. They both said nothing for a moment. “You feel guilty over killing the Minotaur?” Athena inquiried, but it didn’t feel like a question. He nodded, looking down. “It-... He may have been a beast, but… the way she cried over it and prayed that Hades would allow it some peace,” he said quietly, his voice feeling too small. She sighed, but it sounded almost endeared by his plight. “And now, you wish to abandon the princess?” She mused, though she sounded unhappy. “Not out of cruelty, please believe me my lady.” He said quickly, “I do not want to get rid of her as if she’s some kind of reminder, I know… everytime she looks at me, she may smile but her eyes are full of sadness, she is grieving and… And I don’t know how to help her.” That seemed to surprise both of them. Poseidon stood, the bull was almost as tall as Theseus, making him feel slightly intimated. “My son, you truly think that she would be better off elsewhere?” He asked, as if unsure. Did they think he was that prideful and rude? That he would abandon a woman for less? Had it been a different situation, he would’ve scoffed in his face, but instead, he just nodded quietly. “Very well. I will see what I can do.” Athena hummed, spreading her wings and taking flight into the night. He watched her before turning back to his father. But a bull no longer faced him, instead he had turned back to his godly form. “Can you… Whatever happens, father. Tell her that I am not trying to be cruel, and that-” His father cut him off with a hand on his shoulder and hugged him tightly. “I know, my boy. I know.” He said softly, “tomorrow, when you prepare to leave, you mustn’t take her. If the crew asks, say you were ordered to by me. But not for them to worry, because I have a divine path for her to take.” Theseus hesitated, but nodded against his shoulder. “I will father. I will.”

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Tumblr wouldn't let me post the whole thing so here's the second half

--------------------- Ariadne stirred, the sun beaming down on her, she slowly sat up, but quickly became more aware when she saw she was alone. She stood up quickly, looking around, but she was alone. Theseus had abandoned her. She stood there dumbly for a few moments before she sat down and began to cry, wailing into her hands as despair and helplessness took over. Her father was right, she should’ve stayed in Crete, she should’ve with her family, now she was alone. “Oh dear child, why do you weep?” A soft voice called from the shore. Her head snapped up, it was the queen of the sea herself, Amphitrite stood there in all her soft glory. Ariadne felt herself choke up, words tried to come out, but all that did was a broken sob. “He left me.” She hiccupped, her body racking with sobs, “he left me here.” “Oh dear.” Amphitrite whispered, moving forward to hug her, she felt warm and almost soft… Ariadne sobbed harder into her chest, her legs almost giving out. She wasn’t sure how long she cried for, but soon she had no tears left. “Here. Some water.” Amphitrite offered, making some appear from the sea in a silver goblet, she took it, taking small sips. She had expected the sea queen to make excuses for Theseus, try to explain why or what he did, but she had only comforted her. “He didn’t leave you to be cruel.” She said suddenly, wiping her face gently, “he knew that you didn’t love him. Not fully.” Aridane opened her mouth, but Amphitrite shushed her with a glance. “You’re grieving your little brother and being around his killer would not be easy on your heart. But do not blame yourself, child.” She continued, “he prayed for you, and wanted you to know, he isn’t doing this to be cruel or to slight you. He wants you to be happy, to live a life that you will be proud of, where you can mourn without being reminded of what you lost.” Amphitrite suddenly paused, Ariadne was confused before realising she was crying again. She sniffled, wiping her face. “And?” Ariadne choked out. “And, he asked for us to help you find a way to that life.” She said softly, “a god has offered you safety and sanctuary at his temple at Athena’s and Theseus’ behest.” “Who?” She blinked, her voice sounding more steady than before. Amphitrite watched her face for a moment, as if unsure “Dionysus.”

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Writing piece for a Ariadne story

Theseus watched her sleep for a moment, it was night now. But his guilt did not ease, he wasn’t sure why his people had been eaten by the beast, but seeing how she wept over its body, cooing at it and promising to find it in the Underworld when it was her time… He looked to the sea, hearing the waves against the shore. He stood and walked a distance away from the camp, going into the treeline. He wandered for some time, Ariadne’s thread felt heavy in his pocket. “What am I to do?” He muttered hopelessly, sitting on a rock. He looked to the sky again, “gods above, please help me. I cannot abandon her now, but I know if she comes to Athens she may feel as if she has been.” It was quiet, nothing but the sounds of distant waves and crickets chirping in the night. He put his head in his hands, tears welling in his eyes. “What do you mean?” A voice suddenly called, he leapt up, searching for the source of the voice, then he spotted a bull, sat calmly under a tree, sitting above perched on a branch, was an owl. “Lady Athena? Father? What are you doing here?” He muttered, turning to face them. They both said nothing for a moment. “You feel guilty over killing the Minotaur?” Athena inquiried, but it didn’t feel like a question. He nodded, looking down. “It-... He may have been a beast, but… the way she cried over it and prayed that Hades would allow it some peace,” he said quietly, his voice feeling too small. She sighed, but it sounded almost endeared by his plight. “And now, you wish to abandon the princess?” She mused, though she sounded unhappy. “Not out of cruelty, please believe me my lady.” He said quickly, “I do not want to get rid of her as if she’s some kind of reminder, I know… everytime she looks at me, she may smile but her eyes are full of sadness, she is grieving and… And I don’t know how to help her.” That seemed to surprise both of them. Poseidon stood, the bull was almost as tall as Theseus, making him feel slightly intimated. “My son, you truly think that she would be better off elsewhere?” He asked, as if unsure. Did they think he was that prideful and rude? That he would abandon a woman for less? Had it been a different situation, he would’ve scoffed in his face, but instead, he just nodded quietly. “Very well. I will see what I can do.” Athena hummed, spreading her wings and taking flight into the night. He watched her before turning back to his father. But a bull no longer faced him, instead he had turned back to his godly form. “Can you… Whatever happens, father. Tell her that I am not trying to be cruel, and that-” His father cut him off with a hand on his shoulder and hugged him tightly. “I know, my boy. I know.” He said softly, “tomorrow, when you prepare to leave, you mustn’t take her. If the crew asks, say you were ordered to by me. But not for them to worry, because I have a divine path for her to take.” Theseus hesitated, but nodded against his shoulder. “I will father. I will.”

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Some art because I love my new paint pens

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Looking at my old drafts and-

Why was I being so mean to him lmao

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Ares and Alec core