forest aroace; loves hikes, dog person, piercing laughs and hair rustles, earth tones, flannels under jean jackets, booknerd, freckles, pine cones
moon aroace; night owl, loves learning but hates studying, science, loud music, neon lights, bed sheets and fluffy pillows, purple aestheticTM, arrow necklaces, designer perfume
book aroace; second home is any bookstore, loves all kinds of books, understanding emotions, nearly fails every class except english and history, wants to be an author, collared shirts, college sweatshirts, watches
comic aroace; avid supporter of aroace jughead, kind eyes, tangled earbuds, grey sweaters and ripped jeans, film nerd, messy dyed hair, pride pins, nervous eyes
water aroace; summer evenings, fires, leader in a small group of friends, restless hands, favorite color is sky blue, can be friends with anyone, white t shirts, and jorts
me, learning about the greek pantheon in elementary: wow, I love athena, so brave and smart
me, after reading about the story of medusa: athena is a spiteful, dumb bitch who can’t direct her anger at the right people! wack ass hoe
Me, after learning than Medusas head was used as a sign of safety and female autonomy in women’s spaces because it was seen as a gift from Athena, to allow Medusa never to be harmed that way again: oh dope, Athenas on our side. Kill a man who dares to look upon you with possession in his heart.
Me, after learning that Athena holds herself to the ‘not like other girls’ standard and usuallys sides with whatever the nearest dick-toting diety says: what the fuck what a fake bitch
Me, after learning that most of the media depicting Greek Gods by the ancient Greeks that survives today was commissioned, designed, and made by men, and therefore does not depict female interpretation or telling of the myths, and is probably extremely biased towards a misogynistic portrayal of a strong woman: the canon Athena was in our hearts all along.