#athedusa

[spikedambrosia]

Update

a tiny wound along the seam of my surgical scars opened up but its closing again so im not too worried

the biggest wound on the other side of my chest got smaller so im pleased about that its only like two fingers in terms of width and length at this point im trying to avoid ripping it open more but its rather hard

A girl called me "hawt' and asked me for my number when i went to meet a friend today and i was not proud about how i reacted....

i went silent attempted to reply but ended up running away...

ik im 21 but scary...

she did end up getting my number from my friend but idk how to reply to her text message im worried im missreading something she sent me a winky face ugh

ive reconnected more with some of my irl friends and online friends so my mood is lifted by a fair amount

ive also finished paying my student loan yipppeee

oh and i posted two new fics if you guys havent checked ao3

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

im also working on an upcoming greddie fic cuz i wanna give some of the cannon ships some more love

and dont you dare think ive furgokittin about kathena!! owo

btw im prob gonna do a revamp of my blog i feel i need a fresh start for this fandom its gotten a bit stale and i wanna get back into the grind set

[justambrosia]

With the mess cleaned up, Athena settled back down, wrapping her arms around Medusa and pulling her close.

She spooned the gorgon, resting her head against Medusa’s chest, feeling the steady rise and fall of her exhausted lover’s breath.

“Shhhh…” she whispered softly, her voice barely more than a breath as she nuzzled closer.

“It’s dream time now,” she yawned, the warmth of Medusa’s body lulling her into her own quiet drowsiness.

[spikedambrosia]

Athena's Chew toy

When Athena unexpectedly appeared at Medusa's lair, the Gorgon's initial reaction was one of apprehension, questioning whether she had somehow erred. 

Yet, cautious not to further aggravate the already irritable blonde, she opted against voicing her inquiry and instead tentatively asked, 

"Is there any way I may assist you, Lady Athena?"

The frosty gaze of the woman, previously fixated on nothingness, now fixed upon them, rendering an uncomfortable silence. 

After a prolonged stare at the cowering figure, she finally responded,

 "Actually, yes." A faint, inscrutable smile danced upon Athena's lips. 

"There is something you can do." 

Pausing briefly, Medusa seized the opportunity, eager not to convey reluctance.

 "How may I assist you?"

Athena neither replied with clarification nor expounded upon her peculiar behavior.

 Instead, she simply gestured towards Medusa's pants. 

Perplexed, the Gorgon furrowed her brow, her lips forming a questioning 

"huh?" at the goddess's request.

An impatient huff escaped Athena as she pointed again, this time uttering a single word: "Remove."

In disbelief and fear, Medusa's eyes widened. 

"What?!" she choked out before hastily closing her mouth, silenced by the deathly glare. 

Surprisingly, Athena refrained from commenting on her insolence, instead delivering her command with chilling precision. 

"Remove. I won't say it again."

Swallowing hard, Medusa managed to slightly quell her racing heart by reminding herself of the limited harm Athena could inflict upon her. 

With trembling hands, she reached for the garment's seam, pulling it down to her knees. 

Sensing the weight of Athena's gaze upon her, she stole a quick glance, only to find the blonde's dissatisfaction evident. 

Letting the fabric drop to her calves, Medusa took a deep breath and gingerly freed herself from her pants, one leg at a time. 

As the garment lay discarded, she glanced towards Athena, who now sat comfortably upon the Gorgon's resting place, her irritation replaced by satisfaction. 

Feeling the chill air against her lower half, Medusa instinctively pressed her legs together to shield herself.

Clutching the fabric remnants for modesty, she contemplated the reason behind Athena's demand. 

Could it be a prelude to a gruesome demise, or perhaps an exacerbation of her plight? 

Despite reassuring herself that Athena couldn't render her more wretched than she already was, doubt began to gnaw at her. 

Just as her anxiety threatened to overwhelm her, Athena's voice pierced the silence.

"Come here."

Suppressing her erratic breathing, Medusa complied, hoping that if Athena harbored no intention of killing her, she might redirect her frustration towards another victim, as was her want.

[justambrosia]

Athedusa draft come eat!

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[justambrosia]

[spikedambrosia]

Athena leaned into the touch, allowing Medusa to timidly clutch at her body, her hands tightening around Medusa’s trembling, oozing shaft.

She could feel the uneven rise and fall of Medusa’s breath against her ear, each ragged exhale overflowing with need and want.

Sensing the rising tension in Medusa’s body, Athena leaned in closer, her lips brushing lightly against the serpent woman’s ear as she began to murmur sweet nothings—soft, soothing words meant to calm and encourage, even as she teased her further.

[cockabeetle]

[12:22:49 PM] Kym: medusa Athena onesided "how could you"

One of the reasons Athena had punished Medusa (and her sisters...) so ferociously had been jealousy. The ex-priestess had been someone Athena had made plans to extend immortality to, perhaps even invite to bed, or spend eternity with. To have Poseidon take that away in her own temple had been a blow she couldn't not retaliate, even if as the centuries stretched on she regretted the severity. There was no way the gorgon would ever accept those offers now, considering she hated Athena so much.