Ask Dead Odysseus

[ask-dead-odysseus]

Ask little ol’ dead Odysseus!

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“I’m the reigning king of Ithaca. I am neither man nor mythical. I am your darkest moment, I am the infamous: Odysseus!”

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Mod talking here! i’m @yoshentrue (hope that AT works) this blog is based off of my personal gods story where thing like the odyssey happened in at least one world, so basically my personal story’s version of the odyssey. btw i’m a Epic the musical fan. other blogs like this (and a friend’s rp blog) inspired be to do this. i hope you people like this! this is my first time doing stuff like this, so please be patient with me



Basic boundaries:

• if you are transphobic, homophobic, racist, ext: get out no one wants you here, including me. GET THE F OUT NOW!

• i would prefer if you don’t asks big questions about my version world building if its not relevant. Questions that could be relevant can be asked though. If you know they’re not relevant, in any way then I would prefer if you don’t ask them, but if there’s a small chance, they could be relevant go ahead and ask if you want

• I would also prefer if you don’t say anything that could be seen a sexual. I am fairly uncomfortable with anything that is sexual and if you do, I will either not respond to you or block you depending on how much you do it

• cursed+blessing is allowed as long as it’s not too crazy 

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Expo

after life:

Odysseus is well dead. dead for around 3,100 years (alive during the 11th Century BCE) he died in his 50’s from his first son playing with a venomous stingray spine. he spent 100 years of his afterlife in basically hell, just in a very grayscale place. once those years were done, he ended up going somewhere called the resting place a place with muted colors, calm waters and just overall peace between fellow dead people. he ended up reconnecting with “Athena” (this Athena’s used name is Striker, she is really the god of war) and is now their top soldier in the afterlife’s army. he has been reconnected with his family and his his friends. They all had time before him to get used to well, we would consider modern appliances (but to them were otherworldly) Odysseus didn’t so he had to be slowly introduced to everything over time so if he didn’t die again (metaphorically die again). he both misses and is happy the old days are over. he is very aware of what is happening in modern day because this is him dead but in modern day.

alive:

Most of the events from the Iliad and the Odyssey still happen with some changes.

Over all differences:

1) Odysseus adopted Astyanax and told him at age 7 the history of his lineage, obviously a seven-year-old wouldn’t be completely fine with finding out his father murdered his biological parents and people, but after a year or so he ended up coming down and they’ve had a very good relationship ever since. 2) Odysseus killed Poseidon who really was just a demigod parading around as if he was really a god luckily good all human with the right tools can knock a demigod down a peg to death. 3) Odysseus an Penelope aren’t cousin anymore. 4) at the time this asks takes place Odysseus knows that most of the gods see grew up, believing in or demigods and are no longer roaming around if that’s them completely retiring or through more gruesome means. Not all though some were gods of some kind just a little different (IE: Athena, Hermes, Hephaestus, Aeolus, Aphrodite, Ares, Artemis, Phanes, Thanatos. That’s all I can think of right now).

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that’s all for now. Hope you enjoy this. Probably will be updated over time but until then, please just have fun and be respectful. hope i # this good

[ask-dead-odysseus]

ur rule says:

• if you are transphobic, homophobic, racist, ext: get out no one wants you here, including me. GET THE F OUT NOW!

i adore u for this.

mostly bc of the "transphobics arent welcome here" one

as a trans man, u have my respect

ur amazing :)

transphobia effects everyone. i’m glad to stand with the people that are being hurt for absolutely no good reasons. (also ftm myself)

[ask-dead-odysseus]

People please stop messaging me asking for me to donate to people because it’s making me be hesitant about donating to people that really need it. I’m not in a financial position where I can donate, I do not have that ability right now. I would love to donate to people that actually need it, but with the rate of how many people are asking me to share their story I’m getting weary of trying to help. I’m sorry to people that have messaged me and genuinely need help for their families because now I’m weary of other people trying to probably scam me. I should’ve done a thorough look of the first donation page. I encourage people to go donate so I could’ve known if it was real Even now I don’t know if it is. Because I’m not that fucking good with my brain. I cannot repost every single person that messages me asking me to donate to them. I don’t want to straight up ignore people because of this. I really don’t. I am not in a good financial position to help people. The most I can do is repost and I don’t wanna repost people that are trying to scam me or people that follow me. I’m sorry to the people that have messaged me and genuinely need donations now seeing this. I am truly sorry. I hope you find people that know how to do thorough looks of your donation page. I’m just not one of those people.

Please have a good day and if you do find a valid donation page go donate and share those stories of the people that need those donations. I’m just not a good outlet for that right now.

[ask-dead-odysseus]

I see you haven't posted for nine days. Are you, perhaps, wide awake, trynna make it home with no storm or tidal wave?

“THEY OPENED THE BAG AGAIN GODS FUCKING DAMNIT EURYLOCHUS”

[sajagz]

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

[ask-dead-odysseus]

People, please don’t stop talking about this. We need more people talking. Don’t forget. People are dying and the lest that could be done is to keep telling the story. Donate to families if you can. There’s still hope. Don’t forget.

[ask-dead-odysseus]

P.s. sorry I didn’t see your messages sooner I kind of abandoned this blog for a month and forgot to check it. I just wanted to clarify I didn’t mean to ignore you! Peace and love!

[sajagz]

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

I Am Saja – A Mother Holding On Through the Return of War

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

[ask-dead-odysseus]

People, please don’t stop talking about this. We need more people talking. Don’t forget. People are dying and the lest that could be done is to keep telling the story. Donate to families if you can. There’s still hope. Don’t forget.

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“My grandpa needs to leave my house. My kids have to use the master bathroom because he won’t leave the downstairs one.”

Sorry for not posting I can’t make continuous new jokes on my own to keep people engaged.

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

Odysseus kicks the door to Telemachus’s room wide open. Ody is wearing his old warrior gear

“STOP STREAMING HORROR GAME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, GODS DAMNIT!”

@askdeadody

"WHAT IN HADES IS A HORROR GAME???" What was even going on

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“DONT LIE TO ME BOY”

Odysseus trips over his own feet and falls onto the ground face first

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

"D: Dad??? Are you okay???"

He sits on the ground next to him, still confused as fuck

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“I’m fine, son. I’ll live”

Odysseus says in the ground before looking up like he’s not completely there

“Just a little intoxicated. Nothing the old man can’t handle. Probably”

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

"Okay... still, what's a Horror game???"

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“I don’t know. Athena talked about it a week ago so now every time I hear you scream at night for some reason I’m thinking that you’re doing whatever that is. Also why do you scream at night? Me and your mother are very concerned about that.”

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

(All I hear are screeeaaammmms - Ody)

"I'm actually not sure... I assume it's nightmares or something, but I usually can't remember anything."

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“Don’t worry. son we’ll figure it out.”

Ody sits up and hugs his son

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

Telemachus hugged his dad back tightly. "Thanks for being here, Dad..."

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“I’ll be here as long as life lets me”

Odysseus kisses his sons forehead, like he was a baby

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

Odysseus kicks the door to Telemachus’s room wide open. Ody is wearing his old warrior gear

“STOP STREAMING HORROR GAME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, GODS DAMNIT!”

@askdeadody

"WHAT IN HADES IS A HORROR GAME???" What was even going on

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“DONT LIE TO ME BOY”

Odysseus trips over his own feet and falls onto the ground face first

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

"D: Dad??? Are you okay???"

He sits on the ground next to him, still confused as fuck

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“I’m fine, son. I’ll live”

Odysseus says in the ground before looking up like he’s not completely there

“Just a little intoxicated. Nothing the old man can’t handle. Probably”

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

"Okay... still, what's a Horror game???"

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“I don’t know. Athena talked about it a week ago so now every time I hear you scream at night for some reason I’m thinking that you’re doing whatever that is. Also why do you scream at night? Me and your mother are very concerned about that.”

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

(All I hear are screeeaaammmms - Ody)

"I'm actually not sure... I assume it's nightmares or something, but I usually can't remember anything."

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“Don’t worry. son we’ll figure it out.”

Ody sits up and hugs his son

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

Odysseus kicks the door to Telemachus’s room wide open. Ody is wearing his old warrior gear

“STOP STREAMING HORROR GAME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, GODS DAMNIT!”

@askdeadody

"WHAT IN HADES IS A HORROR GAME???" What was even going on

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“DONT LIE TO ME BOY”

Odysseus trips over his own feet and falls onto the ground face first

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

"D: Dad??? Are you okay???"

He sits on the ground next to him, still confused as fuck

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“I’m fine, son. I’ll live”

Odysseus says in the ground before looking up like he’s not completely there

“Just a little intoxicated. Nothing the old man can’t handle. Probably”

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

"Okay... still, what's a Horror game???"

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“I don’t know. Athena talked about it a week ago so now every time I hear you scream at night for some reason I’m thinking that you’re doing whatever that is. Also why do you scream at night? Me and your mother are very concerned about that.”

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

Odysseus kicks the door to Telemachus’s room wide open. Ody is wearing his old warrior gear

“STOP STREAMING HORROR GAME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, GODS DAMNIT!”

@askdeadody

"WHAT IN HADES IS A HORROR GAME???" What was even going on

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“DONT LIE TO ME BOY”

Odysseus trips over his own feet and falls onto the ground face first

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

"D: Dad??? Are you okay???"

He sits on the ground next to him, still confused as fuck

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“I’m fine, son. I’ll live”

Odysseus says in the ground before looking up like he’s not completely there

“Just a little intoxicated. Nothing the old man can’t handle. Probably”

[l-l-l-l-legendary]

Odysseus kicks the door to Telemachus’s room wide open. Ody is wearing his old warrior gear

“STOP STREAMING HORROR GAME IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT, GODS DAMNIT!”

@askdeadody

"WHAT IN HADES IS A HORROR GAME???" What was even going on

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“DONT LIE TO ME BOY”

Odysseus trips over his own feet and falls onto the ground face first

[ask-dead-odysseus]

Oh please, give me that baby and I'd yeet it off a tower.

“no, he’s my son!”

Pulls Astyanax close as he wonders what the fuck is going on

“though he is a grown man at this point so I guess you could be around you if he wanted to…”

[ask-dead-odysseus]

Hiya :3 It's the anon that got into the wrong fandom—

However ! Anon is now in the fandom! And I just finished the Ithaca Saga and WOAH Jorge is AMAZING!!!

(I'm not crying, you are.)

[ask-dead-odysseus]

"528 men under your command!"

(528 men under your command!)

“….. the fact of my men actually started singing that at once…“

[tenoart]

If ur in the epic discord you've seen this dumb thing already but here it is again

[ask-dead-odysseus]

“It was a one time thing! Though we didn’t make a wooden bee full of horses for fun about last year I think. Telemachus wanted it and I couldn’t say no. Not sure why he wanted it, but I will fine out one day.

[ask-dead-odysseus]

Oh. Oh I'm definitely in the wrong fandom, but HI :3

Hello to you too from mod! if you like Greek mythology, the odyssey, or Epic the musical then you may enjoy this blog. And even if you don’t like that stuff, you may still enjoy it. I don’t know your interest I’m really just hoping. Though I will tell you this blog doesn’t have everything to do with Greek mythology. This is my own universe that happens to have Greek mythology in it. There are references to Greek mythology, just like there are references to other mythologies, including active religion.