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#The Odyssey
sunshines-child · 3 days
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He...uh, isn't doing too well
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simugeuge · 3 days
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Everyone arguing how their Greek mythology blorbo is misunderstood, and the Odysseus fandom is like "yeah he's a pos. But exactly how short is he?"
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I am so on-board with Hades II. Supergiant made maybe the perfect game before and then gilded it. I’m excited and trying to not devour every minuscule detail while its in EA so that I can approach the final shipped game fresh.
AND THAT ALL BEING SAID
What the fuck did they do to Odysseus? Why is he bishi? Why is he cute? Why is “Stranded at sea Odysseus” fresh-faced!? Why is “Career general & sailor” Odysseus young!?
This man is the definition of a fox! Put some lines on his face & grey in his hair, ffs.
I don’t want young pep I want canny, blood-soaked, hard-earned wisdom.
This man should have a face like driftwood. Carved by the salt sea and wind. This man should be hard and perilous. Let him be haggard and taciturn and cagey and two-face and wily and HOT!!
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incorrecthomer · 3 days
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Odysseus: Every conversation we have is becoming more and more absurd! You people can do whatever you want with this war... Menelaus: You say "you people" like you're not part of the swear, but i've got news for you - you're already on the Dionysia card.
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coconutbunnysblog · 2 days
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begayandstabpeople · 3 days
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Over the last couple days I’ve had to explain what the odyssey is around 50 times and i just have ended up saying “this one guy really fails for like 12 years and then goes on a killing spree” and the look my friends gave me was priceless
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jarondont · 3 days
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These Actions Haunt My Days
Odysseus was used to getting weird dreams. But this one was different.
Someone was watching him.
“Athena?” he called into the dream-void.
A soft chuckle came from behind him. “Don’t mistake me for one of the immortals, Laertides.”
Odysseus whirled around as a man’s figure faded into view. It was someone he recognized, but couldn’t quite put a name to. “Who are you?”
“I’m just a man.” The figure raised a hand and gestured to him. “Like yourself.”
Odysseus’s hand flew to his waist, then he remembered that this was just a dream. He can’t hurt you. And you can’t hurt him.
“What do you want, stranger?” he spat.
“You call me stranger, yet you too triumphed over my fallen body.”
So he was a ghost. An enemy … Odysseus almost didn’t dare ask. “H—Hector?”
The Son of Troy smiled—a gentle smile, although his eyes held a controlled rage. “No respect for your opponent, it seems. It took you that long to recognize me.”
“Why are you here, prince?”
His smile faded as his expression hardened. “I wanted to talk to you, one father to another.”
Oh.
“If this is about your son—”
“You did it to protect your own. I understand that. But…” He sighed. “You and I are not as different as you might think, Odysseus.”
The tactician titled his head, cautious but curious. “Oh?”
“You are a king, fighting for your country. You fight for your wife, who awaits you back at home. And your son, who you want to see grow up to live a glorious life. And you will do anything necessary to protect those you love the most.” Hector stepped closer and softened his voice a little. “I, too, fight for my people. For me, my city is my first love. I did everything in my power to try and protect it, but my efforts were in vain.”
Odysseus lowered his eyes.
“My wife, my Andromache—she longed for an end to that terrible war so that we could be happy together. But I told her … I told her that I might not come home—as surely you must have told your Penelope.”
“You—”
“And my son. All I wanted was for him to grow up to become a good prince—Lord of the City, as we called him.” His eyes filled with sorrow. “He was an infant, Odysseus. I understand that it was between you and him, but … he didn’t deserve that. He didn’t deserve to be slaughtered in such a dishonorable way. You were given a choice, Odysseus, you—” his voice caught in his throat. “You could have raised him; you could have given him the life I never could. But you didn’t. You chose the easy way out.”
“Easy?” Odysseus’s temper flared. “You think it was easy to hold your son over the walls of Troy, all while looking into his eyes and only seeing my own? You think it was easy to ride inside that horse into the city as the people celebrated, knowing that their joy would be short-lived? You think it was easy to watch the city burn as the people screamed for mercy, calling for their loved ones so they could breathe their last in each other’s arms? All while knowing full well that it was your fault this entire massacre occurred?” Tears were running down his cheeks now, staining his chiton. “None of this was easy, prince. It haunts my every step; occupies my every thought. I wish—how I wish I could have prevented this, but in the end, it was never up to me.”
“No,” Hector whispered. “But you could have tried.”
Odysseus’s heart ached. “I did,” he choked. “I really did.”
“There’s blood on your hands,” Hector said softly. “And there will be more. But whose blood—that remains up to you.”
With that, Hector’s figure disappeared, leaving Odysseus to fall to his knees and cry, each sob clenching his heart with guilt.
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katerinaaqu · 9 hours
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Calypso was bedding Odysseus against his will every night for 7 years.
A week has 7 days and there are about 4 weeks in a month. Every month has on average 30 days. Or there are 365 days in a year.
Add them up and you will realize that Odysseus was raped more than 2500 times.
Let that sink in!
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sunshines-child · 23 hours
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this was funnier in my head
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“Kid I’m trying to give you a prophecy” “I am the monster rawr rawr rawr”
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Finished the cyclops saga, working on the ocean saga rn. Here’s the main menu for it
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simugeuge · 2 days
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The myth (?) about Homer being Telemachus' son is kind of wild, because you're not supposed to be that horny about your own grandfather idk
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elianzis · 1 day
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This is my goodbye!
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asthy · 2 days
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Odysseus spiderman AU except its literally only the titles.
•Odysseus: Away From Home
•Odysseus: Missing Home
•Odysseus: Homecoming
•Odysseus: Lost From Home
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laerwenmith · 6 hours
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A project I've been working on for class
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roseblack12 · 2 days
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Odysseus:I reject this award, because there is no money for it
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skitzlee33 · 2 days
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I feel like Annabeth would like Penelope but resent Odysseus
Ive headcannoned that Annabeth looks up to Penelope for a while now. Penelope tricking the suitors by weaving a funeral shroud by day and unraveling her work by night and her loyalty to Odysseus (who was assumed to be dead!!!) in particular.
Odysseus is another story however. Yes Annabeth looks up to him because Annabeth has expressed looking up to him as a both a great warrior and intelligent man before. But i think she would hold jealousy in a way.
Again in the Mark of Athena, chapter XVII, when she encounters Athena or Minerva, and the goddess wishes Odysseus were there because he would help her.
Not Annabeth, her own daughter who saved Olympus less than a year prior, but Odysseus, a dead man who wasn't even a demigod nevermind a son of Athena.
Idk i just feel like if my mother preferred a man from over a literal millennia ago over me and then proceeded to tell me that I'm nothing for not willingly fighting in a war against the Romans, I'd be pissed.
I feel like that mix of resentment/admiration is also the type of thing to happen regularly in the Athena cabin too! Think about the Odyssey and the effort Athena went through to get Odysseus home, do you think she would do that for her own children? Not a chance! One thing noted about the gods are how the rarely care for their children.
It could also be a nice contrast to have Annabeth look up to Penelope, a woman who was loyal and intelligent while her husband was at war, and have mixed feelings about Odysseus the husband of that woman she looks up too so much, because yes she looks up to him, but theres also atleast a touch of jealousy and resentment.
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