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[oddyseye]

Imagine you’re Telemachus.

Go ahead, picture it. You’re a kid growing up on an island where your dad is literally a living legend, but he’s been MIA your entire life. Twenty years of being “the son of Odysseus’’ and having no idea what that even means. Your mother constantly compares you to a guy you’ve never met, the suitors trash your house, eat your food, and openly plan your mom’s wedding like you’re not even there. Your own people think you’re too green, too weak, too not your father to do anything about it. One day, Athena shows up in disguise (because gods love a good mask) and tells you to stop moping around and go find news of your father. So, you set sail with no real plan, no real power, and a whole lot of unresolved resentment. You brave the seas, deal with cryptic kings, and what do you find? Nothing concrete, just more stories about how amazing Odysseus is. And then, just when you’re starting to think you’ve wasted your time, he shows up. But he turns out to be a killing machine, and you’re in the middle of the bloodbath, trying to keep up while the suitors are out for your head. At one point, they literally use you as bait to corner the king. Your father.

The first words you hear him say? Not to you, but to his enemies: “My mercy has long since drowned. It died to bring me home.’’ Imagine, how does that sit with you? You’ve spent your whole life dreaming of this reunion, hoping for a lovely father, a protector, maybe even a friend. Instead, you get this: a stranger soaked in blood, declaring that mercy — the thing you’ve clung to, the thing your mother embodies — has no place in his world.

But then he turns to you.

And suddenly, everything shifts. He looks at you, really looks at you, and says, “Oh my boy, the sweetest joy I’ve known.’’ The walls he’s built, the hardness he’s worn like armor, crack just enough for you to see the man underneath. For the first time, he’s not Odysseus the warrior, or Odysseus, the son of Laertes. He’s your father. He is Odysseus, father of dear Telemachus.

It doesn’t erase the pain, the years of absence, or the violence you just witnessed. But for that moment, it doesn’t matter. Because for the first time in your life, the man who’s been a myth, a memory, and a mystery, is standing in front of you — and he’s calling you his joy.

[firinnie]

"Very well"

After these words Athena returned to Olympus and slowly walked to her siblings, who after seeing Odysseus' epic fight gave them a moment. They were shocked when her smile twisted the other way and she stopped halfway with tears running down her face.

"H-he doesn't-" The goddess started when she was on her knees and everyone else in shock tried to give her comfort. After the game she allowed them to get close to her. "He doesn't want to have anything to do with me, never!"

When she finally collapsed from exhaustion after hours of crying Hermes decided that he should be the one to bring his grandson in line.

Either he or Ares who for Odysseus being "ungrateful" would be ready to make him a punching bag.

When Hermes returned his face was... surprising.

"Have you talked to him?" Aphrodite asked first. "Why did he ignore our sister like the biggest-" "I um… that's not what I was talking about with him." Hermes replied. "I really didn't have a way to talk to him normally."

When the entire hall had sputtered with indignation, the messenger finished the story. "Generally, when his lovely dove fell asleep, Ody went to the balcony to cry his eyes out." "Cry, what? Why?" Apollo said. "Because he says Athena doesn't want him anymore."

There was silence, broken by Hephaestus' snort after a while.

"We let Athena and someone Athena chose have an honest conversation to say everything directly and without any metaphors? Wonderful idea."

At least not everything is lost yet then.

…

Generally, it's one in the morning and I had such an idea, maybe a longer fic from this?

[firinnie]

"Very well"

After these words Athena returned to Olympus and slowly walked to her siblings, who after seeing Odysseus' epic fight gave them a moment. They were shocked when her smile twisted the other way and she stopped halfway with tears running down her face.

"H-he doesn't-" The goddess started when she was on her knees and everyone else in shock tried to give her comfort. After the game she allowed them to get close to her. "He doesn't want to have anything to do with me, never!"

When she finally collapsed from exhaustion after hours of crying Hermes decided that he should be the one to bring his grandson in line.

Either he or Ares who for Odysseus being "ungrateful" would be ready to make him a punching bag.

When Hermes returned his face was... surprising.

"Have you talked to him?" Aphrodite asked first. "Why did he ignore our sister like the biggest-" "I um… that's not what I was talking about with him." Hermes replied. "I really didn't have a way to talk to him normally."

When the entire hall had sputtered with indignation, the messenger finished the story. "Generally, when his lovely dove fell asleep, Ody went to the balcony to cry his eyes out." "Cry, what? Why?" Apollo said. "Because he says Athena doesn't want him anymore."

There was silence, broken by Hephaestus' snort after a while.

"We let Athena and someone Athena chose have an honest conversation to say everything directly and without any metaphors? Wonderful idea."

At least not everything is lost yet then.

…

Generally, it's one in the morning and I had such an idea, maybe a longer fic from this?

[probablynotnezzling]

Odysseus picking up fishing as a hobby after returning to Ithica because he won't eat sheep, pigs, or cows anymore, and unstrings his bow for the last time to turn it into a fishing rod and sit by the sea every day and sing "get out of the water" to tease Poseidon

[minlicious]

MY EMILY WILSON ODYSSEY TRANSLATION WILL ARRIVE TODAY AKDHSKLSLS

[lvxanferre]

Is anyone interested in cat OdyPen?

They are finally reunited :(

They make me so sad :(

[masterofthewarcry]

i’m such a sucker for diomedes who keeps his cool in meetings with the kings and then takes it out on the battlefield. like imagine being a trojan, you’re already scared to death, and then the guy who kills you (diomedes) also shouts “ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID??” as he kills you. like you can tell he’s not talking to/about you (no he’s rehashing the whole conversation with agamemnon under his breath) but it’s still like. what the fuck guy. what the hell.

[notprometheus]

Penelope: Listen-

Ares: MOTHERFUCKER I TELL YOU TO BE YOURSELF AND YOU PROPOSE?

Penelope: Look, he’s actually kinda hot.

Ares: *Rubbing his eyes* Father give me strength. WHAT. THE. FUCK. WERE. YOU. THINKING?

Penelope: Well I kinda wasn’t.

Ares: ….Tell me your joking.

Penelope: No I’m not. I’m not saying it was a good idea but I think it’ll end well.

Ares: YOU DON’T KNOW THAT! THIS GUY COULD BE A TOTAL CREEP!

Penelope: But Odysseus isn’t!

Ares: BUT HE-…… his name is Odysseus?

Penelope: yeah? Why?

Ares: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Never mind, he’s fine.

[laritamiauu]

The instant urge to make an Open Arms animatic and make it so gay but like SO GAY it turns people homophobic

[nerdasaurus1200]

Antinous: Okay, seriously! How many of you freaks do I have to fight?

Odysseus: Ohh, I’m the only one that matters. See, you messed with my son and wife, and now, I am going to FUCK YOU!

Suitors:

Hermes: Well this just got interesting.

Telemachus: It’s fuck you up, father.

Odysseus: Wait, what did I say?

[the-delta-42]

Suitor: *Disguised as Odysseus* I've returned home, my love! Penelope: *Suspicious* Okay, move our bed to the other side of the room. Suitor: Of course! *** Antinous: Did it work? Suitor: *Black and Blue* I didn't make it half-way before she threw me out the window.

[the-delta-42]

Penelope: *Hears the Suitors planning to kill Telemachus and assault her* Well, I guess they gave up sooner than I'd hoped. Penelope: *Dispatches some of the house's staff to protect Telemachus and starts putting armour on* *Outside* *Suitors start getting massacred by Odysseus* Penelope: *Finishes putting her armour on as she hears Telemachus confronting the suitors* FFS *Literally one second later* Penelope: Hold on, I know that voice. *Outside* Odysseus: You came into my fucking house. Plotted to kill my son! Planned to rape my wife! And you're asking for Mercy?!?!!?! There isn't enough water in Poseidon's ocean to clean up the mess left when I'm done with you! Penelope: Oh shit, Ody's home. *Looks down at her armour* I need to make myself presentable. Telemachus: Mom, Dad's home! Penelope: *Hurriedly removing her armour* I know! I know! Make yourself scarce for the next three days!

[firinnie]

Imagine a prophet from the bottom of the Underworld telling you your wife is with someone else who "has a trail of bodies behind him" but you're like nah she's my lovely and still faithful wife. I love her so much.

I just realized how sweet that is.

[iwritelmao]

Odysseus: Penelope, I’m a monster now

Penelope, who read Minotaur fanfiction in her formative years: oh no…

[why-the-nightingale-sings]

Athena: I've done it! I've created the perfect warrior!

Everyone: You fucked up a perfectly good king of Ithaca is what you did. Look at him, he's torturing Poseidon and hunting the suitors for sport.

[holyadoptionpapersbatman]

You know what would be great? Odysseus teaching Telemachus woodcarving.

That would be one of the greatest bonding moments between the two because why would Telemachus need to know how to carve growing up? Everything had already been made for him!! And if it hasn't yet, he could just request it and it's done!

He's probably heard from his mother the significance of many of the finely carved furniture around their palace, but it probably doesn't even sink in as significant to Telemachus. He probably thinks it's one of the many skills his father had that he'll never be able to measure up to. Maybe he tried once, but gave up immediately when it didn't turn out the way he wanted it to, and was too embarrassed to ask anyone to teach him because "you don't know how to do this? Are you even your father's son?" and other similar comments.

And Odysseus, a father who had missed many of Telemachus' firsts and most of Telemachus' childhood (or like all of it), will finally witness Telemachus' first woodcarving achievement, would finally have something to teach his son that isn't an extension of what his tutors, Penelope or even Athena had taught him. It doesn't involve bloodshed or even deep philosophy on what makes a warrior great. It's simply Odysseus being a dad to his son.

And once Telemachus finishes his very first woodcarving (a small heart with a little podium on the bottom), Odysseus so full of love for his son places the heart on a bedstand near the wedding bed he carved with all his love. Because he knew and saw and felt all the love his son put into making this piece of woodwork.

Just. Telemachus and Odysseus bonding over woodcarving my beloved 🥺💕