#ancient greece oc

[missdarien]

check out AnarkeeVT her design is SICK

[goldenhornss]

"Morning Irises" part 1

a.k.a a story of two complete opposites falling in love with each other, but it's gay and takes place in ancient Greece

Content warnings: mentions of blood, injuries and drowning

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The waves swayed calmly. His eyes were teary, but he could see the woman before him. She smiled as the wind pushed her hair into her face. She lent him her hand. He wanted to take it, but the water hit his eyes so suddenly...

Alexander woke up with a sharp pain to his chest. He sat up and breathed heavily. The pain made him confused, but he could still see the room he was in. He didn't recognize it. It appeared he was in bed, and looking down he saw patches on various places all over his body. In the corner of the room laid his armor, sword and helmet. The sword appeared to be covered in blood.

He breathed heavily. This wasn't his home. Was he back in Sparta?

Suddenly, he heard the door creak. A blonde haired head peaked through it. The person seemed to notice he was awake and immediately entered the room.

- If I were you, I wouldn't sit up yet.- The man said. He looked much more well-kept than the soldier- his skin was clean and his hair were nicely brushed and pulled into a small ponytail. His blue eyes analyzed Alexander.

- Who on Earth are you?- The man spat out. Only now he noticed how sore his throat is.

- Need a cup of water?

- Who are you?- The soldier continued, not breaking eye contact for even a moment.

- My name's Kassias, I saved you from being eaten by forest creatures, you're welcome!- The man said, slowly walking up to the bed.

- Where are we?- Alexander asked, looking at his lap. The bandages on him were clearly new.

- Attica.- Kassias replied.

- But that's...where are my troops?- The man was starting to be angry. The confusion overwhelmed him.

- Your what?

- My troops! We were coming back from battle! WHERE ARE MY MEN?- He yelled out. His lungs hurt but he didn't care.

Alexander was confused and hurt. Just a moment ago he was marching back to his house, now he is far away from home, in a stranger's bed, feeling naked without his armor and weapon.

- Hey, calm down...I don't know what you're talking about. I found you in the forest, bleeding out from several wounds, so I took you home and patched you up. I brought everything with me, other than your shield. It had a symbol of a different polis, so the politics took it...but don't worry! My father works there, we can get it back sometime soon. You just gotta heal first.- Kassias explained calmly. He put his hand on the man's, and Alexander let him, even though he was still confused.

For a while there was no response.

- My name's Alexander. I was born in Sparta.- The black haired man muttered out.

- Nice to meet you. Alright, I will leave you alone now. Please rest, and don't try to stand up, you'll hurt yourself further.- With a smile, the man stood up. He slowly walked to the door, then looked back at Alexander.- Shout if you need anything.

With that, Kassias left the room. The soldier took a few breaths, but then collapsed back onto the bed. With a sigh, he closed his eyes again, feeling every single part of his body ache.

[kat-cant-draw]

Minoan lady with a snake no correlation to the snake goddess at all

[art-o-bart-o]

Minoans 🏺⚱

[ahappenstancedoodle]

I don't know what possessed me to draw this, and I don't know who this character will be... but I love her.

I'm picturing her as a folk musician from some fantasy island nation, but that's likely to change at some point since I'm still world building.

(Image Description: a digital drawing of an unnamed original fantasy character. She is a fat woman with light brown skin, dark hair and eyes, and a hooked nose. She is wearing a pinkish-purple head wrap, a white sleeveless shirt, a dark brown skirt with an over-layer similar in colour to the head wrap, and tan sandals. The woman has a bright, open smile on her face, and is holding a drum in one hand and banging on it with the other. End Image Description.)

(@fatphobiabusters @timidsketch I hope it's okay to tag you all! I'm kinda counting this as an entry to FLAugust's Music prompt.)

[scribl1ta]

warm up with my oc🌜based on some statues of Apollo and Diana I saw lately

[elianzis]

My boy - Leander in Hades

[bleedingichorhearts]

𝕾𝖕𝖆𝖗𝖙𝖆𝖓 𝕳𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖈𝖆𝖓𝖔𝖓𝖘

𝕬𝖚𝖙𝖍𝖔𝖗: Figured my warrior man here needed some… acknowledgment after sometime. He has also been added to the “ᴛᴀɢ ʟɪꜱᴛ ᴀᴘᴘʟɪᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ”.

𝕿𝖆𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉: @kit-williams.

TW // SMUT/NSFW, Google Translation.

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫: 𝐏𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐱𝐮𝐬 𝐎𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐬

A mountainous Spartan that just loves being by your side. Can never truly get rid of him.

𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜/𝐏𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐜:

Straight off the bat, his presence is frightening to be around. His shadow engulfs other shadows, like he eats them. So it’s quite realistic when you run/shuffle away when you spot him. When he’s sees you? It’s a straight shot for him. Someone in his way? They almost get ran over by him or get shoved to the side. They are not as important as you, minima angelum(tiny/little angel.)

While he stands by your side. He’ll death glare at anybody that comes to close for his liking and it could be someone in a damn tower. He’s going to glare up at them with the heat of a thousand suns. How dare one be in the area with a deity such as you? How dare one approach what is his?

He does try to speak to you in his language. Trying to get to know you better with words rather than slow, processing actions, but it seems like you were always adamant with speaking to him. Always speaking to him in a different language and he can’t tell if you are teasing him with it or not.

Whenever he reunites with you again? He pulls you in for a breathtaking kiss. It has you filling all woozy and buzzed, you forget where you are sometimes. It makes you dependent on his strength to hold you up next to him and the warrior does it. Every. Single. Time. It drives you crazy, but it earns him a very needy deity to return to or a very challenging one.

The challenge consists of stealing his cloak away from him and avoid him as much as you can. Something like capture the flag, but just capture the cloak instead. Playing with him like he was bull and you were the Matador. It usually ends with him pinning you down on a surface with his cloak wrapped snuggly around you, laughing up at him at the small, childish game you challenge him with.

Speaking of the cloak, he’ll give it to you and only you like a gentleman. Wrapping it around your shoulders comfortably. Watching as you nuzzle into it on inhale his scent. He won’t admit it that he loves your scent. Loves when you give it back and it smells just like you.

𝐒𝐞𝐱𝐮𝐚𝐥/𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭:

When I said this man loves your scent? He loves your scent. He’ll have his nose in your neck anytime he could get. Whether if you are sleeping, training or simply just standing there. He’s nuzzling his nose in your neck and core. If he has to smeared his face with your juices to get your scent on him? So be it, he’s eating breakfast, lunch and dinner today.

When you two fight either by training or disagreeing with one another it riles him up. He knows he should settle this matter in a more… civilized manner, but you just look so beautifully angry at him. He can’t help, but pin you to the nearest surface and shove his c*ck through your folds raw.

Walls, he loves pressing you up against walls. It keeps you from running away from him. It also keeps you trapped, still where he wants you to be. It gives him almost more movement, but for you? You stuck on his c*ck until he’s finished with you.

Oh, tie him up and ride him, I dare you. He’ll be so quick to break from his bonds and have you on your back with your knees up to your shoulders as you cry out to him while he growls and snarls in you ear. Pissed that he fell for your seduction to tease him out of all the things? Oh he’ll make sure you can’t walk for the next moon.

Did I tell you this warrior loves to breed? Well I did now. He wants nothing more than to pass on his attributes and your divinity through both of your lineage, but no matter how long he stays inside of you. How many’s days he overstimulates you. You never seem to get pregnant like he wants :(

[bugwolfsstuff]

Dionysus was said to have taken over the oracle of Delphi while Apollo was on vacation (i cannot figure out where he goes) during the winter months

So....

Do I hear an idea for a Dionysus kid oc with prophecy powers?

[dacenturion]

I got some new brushes so I wanted to try them about by drawing @scribl1ta ‘s OCs!! I love them and can’t wait to see more of them. (Go follow them, they’ve got amazing ancient Greco Roman art)

[deusexmachina28]

my OC based off of and named Arke (the twin sister of iris, goddess of the second faded rainbow, and messenger of the titans before she had her wings ripped off and was cast into tartarus from what i know) based off of the artstyle in hades 2

[hjtart]

my silly little ancient greek oc, a traveling actor who never takes off his mask for mysterious reasons (comfort? ugly? hiding from persecution? who knows) but hes gay and autistic. well thats all

[kat-cant-draw]

i just realized i havent posted any Minoan girl art on tumblr so here you go 🏺 (might need to turn your brightness up to see this one)

[its0berenice]

Some more sketches with two most pretentious bastards in Rome. Would you be interested if we told you more about their plans and friendship?

[kurj]

doodle dump: minoan edition

[scribl1ta]

Chrysanthos is not like other epheboi