I am semi-not really-not at all actually-new to Tumblr ☆⭒⭒ Hyper-fixations ⭒⭒☆ S I L K S O N G & COTL greek mythology/iron lung/rain world… ⭒⭒☆⭒⭒ Folk of the air soon… (hihi if you read this early lol)
...I wanted to do something fun and it cost me a several days of energy- and very little reward lol even though I "figured it out" (stars, I hope so)
So um. Persian Psykhe because @faer1etale inspired me (and said inspiration caused frustration as it was extremely hard to find anything of Ancient Persian women and I wanted to stab my pencil into a wall)
I based her of off Achaemenid women specifically (or at least tried to)
...if this is wrong, just tell me flat out. Give me some references, I'm tired boss
Enough sulking ig uh-
I thought it'd be fun to have her veil be covered in butterflies. I wasn't really feelin' the giant crown on her, so I went with something simpler (let me have this) The end of her earrings are supposed to look like a cocoon
Her clothes have geometric flowers on em
Her face (not the best at drawing faces but yknow) is supposed to be a lil square. I wanted her to have a thinner nose and thin eyelashes, which she makes thicker-looking with make up (I read that they use Kohl to do it, but idk)
Then I drew her in Assyrian (Median?) attire because why not.
And gave her the giant crown on this one.
I have not read any ounce of her lore other than summaries so idk if there are characteristics I should add, but that's future me's problem. I need a break.
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wikipedia has a section for ancient greek clothes. but if you want a more broader category idk
HA Oh I have plenty of Ancient Greek clothing sources, trust me. (ty tho)
It's not ancient Greece I'm looking at tho. Not Etruscan either. I didn't wanna say because I wanted to be all mysterious and surprise and whatnot but yeah-
It's no different to how I started finding sources for ancient Greece. I like the challenge but I'd like a hint every now and then. Still, I'm choosing to be stubborn and find something eventually lolol
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Well deltarune once again brings me major joy
Joy that I will not draw because I get too many ideas or just never think to for this game lol
anyway I've been thinking of Demeter and Iasion/Karmanor's children again and I really wanna rework them (not much in design but story) because I'm rereading some things about them and I think-
Okay, NOW all of Aphrodite and Ares’ kids have designs yippie hoorah
Now I feel like Harmonia is Aphrodite’s “mini-me” (if Eros didn’t exist) so she is mostly based on Aphrodite in appearance and personality. Long hair, head wings, lots of pearls, roses
Not a lotta Ares, but I plan for that to come in through color. I also wanted to give her skin blemishes or a birthmark to kinda reflect Ares’ scars somehow. Or you know
Just give her stretch marks lmao. But none of that’s visible so that’s for another day
But here’s the other thing. Freckles? Familar way of dressing?
Yeah that’s Elektra influence. I think it’d be fun if Harmonia’s body morphed just a little bit because she was brought up by Elektra. Kinda like how adopted kids will act look like their adoptive parents in some sense. So I gave her freckles and her choice in clothing is similar to Elektra
Also I saw these ankle thingies and thought they were cool because they were rose shaped so I slapped those on and called it a day.
Despite harmony being her thing, i like to imagine she’s stubborn. Idk takes after her parents. They’re both stubborn lol
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And never “okay but would you still put up with me if I keep changing my lens of focus from really popular/beloved figures to obscure ones that have a smaller-to-no audience and if I spend all that time investing on an unname character and turning them in my own oc that I put through the horrors?”
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"You... you are leaving?" The Etruscan king Corythus asked with his newborn son in his arms.
The babe had survived eleven days in the warm embrace of his parents, along with his twin brother who was in his wife's arms.
"This child of mine is born of two Gods. I wish to raise him in Samothrake as I am closer to my sisters." The star nymph Elektra whispered as her attention focused on the child she held.
She looked up at the king she has for a husband. He has been alive for forty years now. His age clear on his face and hands. His arms curled around his son, born from him and her.
"You could raise him here." The king suggested by taking a step forward, "Him and his brother should not grown apart, my dear. They may yearn to see one another often."
Elektra stayed silent for a moment; her eyes drawn downwards to her children.
"I don't plan to separate the two."
The king retreated back with two slow steps.
"Do you mean to..."
"Yes." The nymph answered, "I do intend to take both with me."
Corythus' shoulders squared up, holding his son closer to his chest. The precious boy in his arms stared up at his father with wide eyes. A gentleness that matched the old king who ran his thumb over the child's cheek and nearly sobbed.
"You wish to rob me of fatherhood?" He did sob and his wife gasped.
Elektra hastily neared her husband, reaching out her hand, "My dear Corythus, I would never—"
"Oh, but you do!" He caught her wrist in his grip, "Gone with the wind, you and now the children! Gone just like my youth as my wisdom grows!"
His body shook in anger. Anger he thought would never reach him. Not after it overflowed out of him upon learning the truth of his wife's pregnancy.
Tears fell from his eyes as exhaustion made his shoulders slack. His hand moved from Elektra's wrist to her palm, wrapping his wrinkled fingers around her smooth skin and pulling it in to rest over his chest. Corythus closed his eyes while wishing for time to stop.
"I do not plan to harbor our son in my home forever." His wife whispered in soothing vocals, "Your kingdom will not be robbed of an heir to its throne."
"The throne is not what concerns me most, lovely Elektra. The words he will first speak, his growth in mobility and height, his simple joy and laughter—that is what you take from me in his early years."
Elektra sighed as she observed the children in their arms. Dardanus was who she held and Iasion rested in the king's arms. One asleep, one awake. One with darker hair like hers and one with bright curls like his.
Born of the same mother, but one son with a God for a father and the other a mortal man.
Precious to the nymph all the same.
"Forgive me." She raised her hand from his chest to his face, "Forgive me for the sadness—" Her brows furrowed, "The anger—I have caused in you. I have never met a man anywhere near as patient as you."
"I am getting old." Corythus' voice trembled slightly as he spoke into her palm.
She winced, "I know. I know, dear Corythus." Elektra rested her head against his.
A shaky exhale left the king's lips as he whispered, "Stay."
"Corythus..." Elektra squeezed her eyes shut as it pained her to hear those words.
"Please stay."
Exhaustion weighed down on both of them. Old words respoken hundreds of times with the outcome unchanged.
The star nymph took a breath before opening her eyes and meeting his wearisome gaze.
"When our son is half the age of maturity... I will return him. I will not hide him from you, nor you from him. I promise you." Her gentle eyes begging for his understanding.
His eyes shied away, plagued with thoughts, "I see."
The king felt so distant, despite being right in front of his star.
