Somebody on Twitter pointed out that Orym didn't work out in the morning last episode.
Somehow this is MORE concerning to me than him saying that he never felt so small before. Because we've seen Orym after some though nights before. He ALWAYS did his morning workout routine in some way, this time he just... didn't.
Someone please give this halfling a big hug (and a therapist)
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"I for one, am f**king glad that scum is dead."
Part of my AU where Yuri's saved by the SWers who were going to be Lady Killer's victims. Mini fic snippet below. CW for mild swearing, rape/abuse/assault mention.
Yuri had been conscious for several days now, but was no less perplexed by the situation he had found himself in. He was laying back to rest and heal all the, he quotes, "f*cked up injuries" he had.
The bed is scratchy, and garishly ornamented, velvet cushions behind his back helping him sit up. The room he's been staying in is always dimly lit, with the musty smell of cigarette smoke, alcohol and other substances he'd rather not think about.
"The VIP room." The prostitutes, Maria and Lee, had informed him.
Lady Killer's next victims, had Lunatic not interfered.
And now, Yuri had them and a whole group of strangers who knew his identity and did not care, tending to his wounds and housing him away from the authorities.
"Screw the police, they don't give a shit about us anyway." they had almost hissed.
Yuri knew the high rates of rape and assault cases that slipped through the system. Either too dull for Hero TV to cover or ignored by incompetent and corrupt police. Lady Killer himself, had taken 3 lives before his arrest was issued.
Yuri found their company and honesty soothing. They did not mind his scars, and seemed to understand where others could not the horrors humanity could commit. Not the spectacles of heroes vs villains found on television, but the dark, gritty and messy everyday evils. Yuri found himself blurting more about his father and mother than he had ever been able to in years to anyone. (Not a difficult record to beat, in hindsight.)
His whole family is dead deaddead-
They offered their sympathies, but it wasn't patronising like when his father's associates offered their condolences and offers to "help" at his funeral. Freely speaking about his life with one foot in the Justice Bureau and the other in matters of vigilantism... helped. Funnily enough, Yuri found himself taking the role of mediator often, even advocating for viewpoints that directly countered Lunatic's methods for justice.
It seemed, one of the most marginalised of communities in society had many strong opinions about justice and how to enact it. Alternatives even, that Yuri had read once but ashamedly tossed for their idealism. (Or his own trauma-fuelled guilt?) All of them however, held little love for authority, whether it was the pigs in blue or heroes in gleaming gold.
So, Yuri healed, in this strange community of people who stuck out for each other. Each with their own experience of abuse, trauma and discrimination, spoken and unspoken. Only the beaten would have known how to help him with his wounds, physical, mental and emotional. Quite literally, sometimes.
Rei with a medical degree he couldn't use because of discrimination, Sato with their knowledge gathered from years of organising mutual aid, Mira with her kindness and understanding after an angry client blinded her in her left eye and left it scarred shut.
There were less people at Origa Petrov's funeral than Mr Legend's, but it wasn't as cold with these strangers who'd taken him in without judgement.
"What will you do next?" They asked him, when he was mostly okay, and possibly alright with living. Yuri doesn't quite know, but for the time being, working as a judge who was a friend to those who needed support the most sounded good.
Yuri was not a good man, but he learned that there was more to enacting justice than Kotetsu's heroism and Lunatic's punishment. With people he could rely on, life seemed bearable, even hopeful.
For Yuri, that was more than enough.
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How exactly did you fall into the Odyssey Rabbithole™?
Short answer? I won't lie, I kept seeing "The Horse and the Infant" on Youtube and finally decided "Alright, I'll give this a shot" and then realized "Oh wow, this music is fantastic" but when I heard that first "Penelope~" my hopeless romantic ass was SOLD. And then I looked further and fell further in love with the Odyssey and Greek Mythology.
What's kept me in the "Odyssey Rabbithole™" and made me just burrow further towards the center of the earth like a rabid rabbit is just how HUMAN everyone is. Everybody, even the people who I find "annoying", is endearing in their own way and I love that so much. Because they're so real!
Psychology, History, Literature, and just HUMANITY have always been things I adored and had fun exploring and learning more about so the Epic Cycle as a whole is PERFECT for that. I love people. I love seeing what makes them think, love, learn, grow, and just see them LIVE. And while we only get snippets of these heroes' lives, they are so complex and rounded and have a MEANING to EVERYTHING THEY DO sdlkfj and I just want to SCREAM because of it sdklfj
The Iliad is very human as well and while I still adore it, since it only gives glimpses into so many different people it's hard to pinpoint it all sometimes but with the Odyssey, you have a smaller "cast" of characters to look into and it's SO FUCKING FUNs dlkfj People have always told stories about love and life and joys and sorrows and I love seeing it. It makes me so happy
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