#epic kronos

[makotafi]

hello! creator of kronosverse here! would your kronos like to join? i also have a second question, which one of your kids did you like devouring the most?

"As for me joining this. ...kronosverse ....no fuck off hahah"

Ooc : Welp that didn't work maybe offering him a treat will convince him to join the verse? Hshshshs

[cosmicourple]

*drops this and runs* Time loop Ody becoming increasingly more demigod and stockpiling experience and power with each loop which catches the gods’ attention because what the heck. Athena looked away for a couple months and now her ex-champion- ex friend?? is a Demi god. The crew and Eurylochus become very worried, and the second in command can’t help but think, ‘Did the gods do this? Did that wind god do this? Was it the bag?’. Guilt racks him every loop he came to that conclusion. Every loop, they noticed how distant Odysseus is, like a dead man playing with toys just to see what happens. Some loops they grow scared of him and Odysseus pushed down the sparks of guilt in favour of mischievous amusement.

Things sort of are consistent depending on the actions Odysseus takes and some are consistent regardless of his actions. It’s gotten to the point where he can safely predict what’s going to happen next and could only experiment until the day he drop dead for real.

Yet during a loop, something changes. It’s subtle at first; haunted looks, headaches from others, things Odysseus sort of shrugged off but then it becomes a pattern spanning across time. Eurylochus sometimes collapses from horror, unable to look at Odysseus in the eyes. Athena rushes in, frantic and panicked like she saw her champion die. Odysseus would have questioned the changes but he’s too apathetic and more curious than anything to see changes he never created, in the end though it wouldn’t matter. Then Poseidon and Zeus happened and both of them have unreadable expressions on their faces.

Slips of the past flicker in, love, hatred manipulation all unveiling slowly, leaving only the gaps for them to peer in. Odysseus is connected to him, he has to be.

Why else would they sense the titan of time’s power in the fallen king?

OH MY GHUHGFBHUYYHBDWWFHHYHYG I LOVE THIS??????????????????????? YHRFRFEREEE😭😭😭

ohoho— Kronos is a very obvious but still great candidate to be involved w/ all this bullshit haha yessss, get Luke P.J.O-ed King of Ithaca >:]]]].

mmmmmm- u hammered in exactly how I view Odysseus’s current mind-state in this A.U hryyjiijnhg God(s), the crew becoming scared / seeing their cap’ all of a sudden (both in personality and in appearance—) alienate from them, Athena’s confusion & horror at her Champion’s whiplash of a gene! transformation, the Sky n Sea Bro’s (im assuming dis is wha ur talking about idk htgfdd-) previous Loop memories slowly dawning on them & the dull dread of Father the Titan of the Harvest being involved in it all, EURY’S HAVING GULIT ABOUT THE SITUATION BC OF LACK OF CONTEXT⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

AUGGGGGG— there’s always so much angst n fucked up character moment potential w/ not only timloop! A.U’s. But w/ this fandom in general QTYIJHDDSNKKIJBGFFFF

ghuuuygf generally, ty SO MUCH 4 the contribution, It means a lot to see ppl wanna interact with my weird A.U! stuff 🥹☺️🫶

[thelinnmiser]

names from image left to right (each image has a past & present of that same character): zeus, poseidon (just like what happened to neal's poseidon for the reason for the arm), hades (YES HADES IS MTF!) (stomach acid took "his" legs), hera (stomach acid took whole ass back) , demeter (the stomach acid took half her body, that's why it's pink. it's the spring season), hestia (stomach acid took her legs), rhea & kronos (tartarus is just prison)

these designs are for three things

if i do epic the musical animatics-ish

for the poseidonverse/zeusverse/hadesverse and the other ones

and for the magical boy michael series

so tomorrow will be the other gods in the series. day three is extra villains & day four humans.

[ducydoo2000-writing]

I Bite The Hand That Feeds Me

⚠️TW:Cannibalism, blood drinking, vomiting⚠️

Poseidon sat in a bed in Apollo’s infirmary after the torture by Odysseus, the blasted mortal had stabbed him eight times! With his own trident at that! It was utterly humiliating, he was a laughingstock at Mount Olympus especially to his younger brother. Poseidon growled as he shifted in the bed uncomfortably, trying to find a more comfortable position to lay in to sleep. It was a rare occasion where the gods needed sleep to recover, that didn’t happen often and it was rather embarrassing when it was needed, sleep was usually just a luxury to the gods not a need. With a tired sigh the sea god finally found a comfortable position to fall asleep and dozed off unaware of the nightmares that awaited them in slumber.

He was on that damn rock again with his storm raging around them, Poseidon shifted his position against the rock as he did so he noticed something felt different. Poseidon looked down at himself and realized he was a child...? He was around the age he was when his father ate him— Poseidon shivered, he tried his hardest to forget those years in his fathers stomach. Poseidon looked up when he heard the noise of his trident being picked up, starring back to him was his father but then it shifted to Odysseus only to shift back to his father once more, Odysseus, his father, raised his trident above their head to strike down. “Wait, Wait!” Poseidon heard his own childish voice say just as the trident striked down and he let out a high pitched scream before groaning as the trident was ripped from his body.

“How does it feel to be helpless?” Screamed Odysseus as he stabbed the god, Poseidon let out a gargled scream sounding much more like his adult self as once again the trident was stabbed into him and then ripped out. “I cannot allow you to over throw me!” The king of gods yelled as he bit down on the flesh of his child, Poseidon cried out as he did so, his tiny hands trying to pry off his father’s much larger ones. “I watched my friends die in horror” the king of Ithaca cried out stabbing the sea god again with great force, Poseidon letting a melodic scream as his siren genetics came through, if only he hadn’t been so focused on wanting Odysseus to suffer perhaps he could’ve used his singing to lure him into the water instead… “I will not end up like my own father” Kronos roared as he continued to devour his son, Poseidon only managing to scream as he did so. “I heard their final moments!” Odysseus cried as he stabbed the trident into Poseidon, the god of tides choking on a scream. “I cannot let the prophecy come to light, I must remain king!” Kronos remarked as he bit his son’s shoulder, Poseidon sobbed out “father please stop!”. “Look what you turned me into!” Wailed the broken king as another melodic scream was ripped from Poseidon. “Father please stop it hurts!” The young siren wailed as his father continued to devour him. “All of the pain that I've been through” Odysseus howled as he stabbed one more “Stoooop!!!” Poseidon growled out. The siren couldn’t do much but sob as his father bit down on his arm, ripping flesh and bone. “You didn't stop when I begged you!” Growled Odysseus as he stabbed Poseidon’s throat, allowing the siren god to only gargle out a noise. The young siren could only gargle out a noise when his father bit into this neck. “You said the world was dark” Remarked Odysseus as another stab came. “The world is a dark place child, and I rule it” remarked the god with blood dripping down his mouth. “MONSTEEEEEERRR” wailed out the voice of young and old sea god.

Poseidon woke up with a gasp, bolting up right in the infirmary bed feeling phantom pains of stab wounds and bite marks alike. The sea god tried to get his erratic breathing under control but felt his stomach turn as he did so, Poseidon could feel bile rise in the back of his throat as he coughed out whatever was in his stomach all over the bedding he way laying under. Apollo rushed into the room at the sound of vomiting. "Uncle! Oh dear..." Apollo exclaimed as he saw the sight before him, Poseidon just glared at his nephew as he had vomit dribble from his chin. "You know glaring at me isn’t gonna make me go away Uncle, i know you don't like others seeing you like this but it's my job to take care of my patients" Apollo said this as he helped the god out of the bed and to a nearby chair so he could change the bedding. I'm surprised you managed to not get any on your clothes or bandages” remarked Apollo as he changed the sheets and blanket before helping his uncle back into bed.

Poseidon grumbled out a thanks as he was helped back into the bed. 'Alright so...no more sleep’ Poseidon thought to himself, he rather not have a repeat of that nightmare...Logically he knew he needed sleep to recover, a god being wounded by a godly weapon meant they healed more slowly then normal and he needed all the energy he could get to heal but the thought of going through that nightmare again made Poseidon determined to not sleep. Poseidon was so lost in his head he didn’t realize that Apollo had left and returned with a chalice filled with nectar. "Here, it'll help speed up healing some and get the taste of vomit out of your mouth, try and rest some more alright?" Apollo said before leaving one more, most likely to check on Athena.

Poseidon sipped on the divine liquid relishing in the taste of it, it was pleasantly sweet tasting and filled Poseidon with warmth as it soothed his aching wounds. It however just made Poseidon crave godly blood, he could bite his own hand to get a taste but he knew his nephew would throw a fit once he found out he injured himself just to get a taste of blood. Poseidon soon finished the nectar, placing the chalice on the bedside table before he got comfortable on the bed, doing absolutely nothing since he wasn't planning on sleeping.

It was mostly easy to stay awake if a bit boring with nothing to do to pass the time, he felt ever so slightly tired but that was most likely because of his wounds and nothing more. Poseidon vaguely realized he was pulling the same stunt as Odysseus by staying awake for a long period of time, he felt his anger raise as he thought of the mortal, he used his anger to stay awake. Apollo would periodically check in on him, asking if he's rested and he easily lied but the longer he stayed awake the less Apollo seemed to believe his lies. The longer he stayed awake the hotter he felt, Poseidon was dimly aware he had started running a fever at some point, probably the result of not sleeping well still injured. The sea god was vaguely aware Apollo had come to check, feeling a hand on his forehead and a hissing noise of discomfort. "Uncle...You’re running a fever! Why didn’t you say anything?" Exclaimed Apollo worryingly.

The god of tides didn't respond to the healer god, feeling too hot and his brain feeling like mush from the heat, not allowing him to think clearly. Apollo sighed at his uncle being unresponsive, he should’ve push it when he realized the water god wasn’t sleeping...And now he was running a fever, a pretty high one at that as well. Apollo left the room, leaving the dazed Poseidon alone for a few minutes to gather supplies to combat the fever. Apollo returned with a basin of ice water, a cloth and some more nectar, Apollo placed the basin and cloth on the side table before helping his uncle drink some of the nectar, Poseidon must’ve been really out of it if he allowed Apollo to assist him in drinking...

Once half of the nectar was gone, Apollo placed the cup done on the side table before gentle pushing Poseidon to lay down, the god of light then reached over to the basin of ice water and dipped the cloth into it before ringing it out and placing the cloth on the feverish god’s forehead. Poseidon didn’t put that much of a fight at being pushed into a laying position, the earthshaker let out a sigh of relief at the feeling of the cold cloth and fought against his eyes drooping into sleep. Apollo sighed disappointingly as Poseidon continued to fight sleep, perhaps he'd have to call in father...

Apollo left the infirmary to go receive the god king, hopefully his father would comply in helping Poseidon, minutes later Zeus and Apollo returned to the infirmary. I'll leave you two be, i need to check on Athena" Apollo said giving the two gods some privacy. "So Apollo told me you haven’t exactly been sleeping dear brother, no wonder you’ve fallen sick on top of your injuries" Zeus said sternly. Poseidon groaned as he sat up so he could easily face his younger brother, the now warmed cloth falling to his lap as he did so. "why I’m not sleep’n is none of your businesses..." rasped out Poseidon before he broke into a coughing fit.

Zeus sighed tiredly before moving closer to the bed to lightly pat his older brother on the back to help pass the coughing fit, he then picked up the warmed cloth and dipped it back into the cold water and placed it around his brothers neck instead. "as your king and brother, it very much is my business on why your neglecting your health ‘Seidon" Zeus shot back. The earthshaker grumbled before he slurred out “Please...You’d just mock me, just like you did against me losing to that mortal..." Zeus gave Poseidon a deadpan look. "i’m sorry but you very much deserve to be made fun of for what you did, you could’ve just let the king of Ithaca go after killing most of his fleets but you pursued him for seven years and he became ruthless like you said he should’ve" Zeus informed before continuing “i promise i will not make fun of you for whatever your reasonings are for not sleeping"

Poseidon stared at his brother with unfocused eyes, he could feel everything start to get cloudy again from the fever, maybe thats why he actually he actually spook aloud about the nightmare to his brother. "i...Had a nightmare, it was a confusing mess of when that mortal tortured me and..." Poseidon paused as he started to recall the nightmare, the feeling of being both stabbed and having chunks of you being bitten off, he forced himself to continue though. "and...When father ate me..." Poseidon finished with a shuttered breath, he wouldn't expect Zeus to get it, he was the one who saved them, he didn't have to live the horrors of being eaten alive. "i see..." The thunder bringer said, he hadn’t expected Poseidon to actually say what was stopping him from sleeping but perhaps it was the sickness that made him more open. "I’m sorry you had such a horrible nightmare but you really do need to sleep brother, your fever will not break unless you rest" The king continued.

"I'll be find Zeus, the fever will...Break eventually..." Poseidon said as he spaced out a bit. The thunder god scoffed." yeah and by that point your brain will have melted into mush dear brother, go to sleep before i force you to” Zeus demanded."mmnooo you can't” mumbled Poseidon as delirium started to set in from the fever. Zeus gave a tired sign at his brother before careful cutting open his own wrist with his taloned fingered tips, allowing golden Ichor to flow from the cut and bringing his wrist to his brothers mouth. "i very much can dear brother, now drink" ordered Zeus. Poseidon attempted to move away from his brother but it didn’t last long before he gave in and sucked the blood out of the self-inflicted wound. Poseidon flinched and tried to move away again as he tasted the blood, he forgot how overly sweet Ichor was but Zeus had put his other hand on his head to stop Poseidon from moving. He felt his brother pet his hair as he drank the blood and he felt exhaustion creep up on him as the effects of Zeus’s blood kicked in, his eyes slowly drooping as he licked the last of the blood away from the wound, he heard his brother softly tell him he would wake him up if he had anymore nightmares as he fully succumb to slumber.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60886174

[thehappyendinganon]

Even more Little Menace doodles

The CPR bit has been biting at my brain for ages

[makotafi]

*tuck hair behind ear* Your Kronos can devour me if he want 😋 *wink*

I don't think he wants to hshshs

[cosmicourple]

Memes be upon thee

Also…

Help!!! Odysseus’ short story is kicking my ass because I spent all my energy on Poseidon’s and it ended up being too long T^T. Also Hermes just showed up and isn’t letting Little Menace be a menace; he’s too busy worrying about Odysseus’ complexion (nevermind the fact the guy is literally purple, just question why he has eye bags the size of Poseidon’s body count?????). Funny thing; I do keep imagining Little Menace growing up one day and actually exploring other countries and their local Gods (and maybe a bit of multidimensional travel, but I do that with all my Ocs). Here’s the kicker though, Little Menace is very much Greek in origin - not even her birth story will spare anyone from a headache. If anything, Zeus may wish for another hammer to the head ;D.

Anyways here’s the ‘short’ stories; I’ll also post them properly on the new blog so you can have the full package. (Also the confirmation of the suitors getting the worst of Purple!Ody is very good for my plans >:D)

~ Penelope

A giggle drifted out from the bushes as Penelope wandered around the flower beds, making a show of searching for her prize. 

“Where could she be this time?” Penelope wondered out loud, smiling as she heard another giggle just behind her. The bushes quivered as it tried to hide its contents, leaves tangled with fluffy, brown hair. Penelope shook her head, walking past the bushes to head back inside.

“I guess Telemachus can use the next batch of apples for an offering.” She mused out loud, turning her head back to ensure that the little escapee heard her.

“It seems no one else is available to eat them.” 

A small gasp was all Penelope needed to hear as she crouched down to catch the little blurr, wriggling for escape so she could reach the kitchen for more apples. Penelope laughed as the little girl reached out in protest, her prize out of reach while she was trapped in air jail. In the inescapable prison, the child dramatically flopped in defeat, a wobbly pout directed at Penelope. A small plea for freedom and apples.

Penelope laughed again and started to spin around, arms moving her little cargo up and down. Giggles and gasps filled the air even as Penelope fell over, dizzy but grinning. The menace cuddled up to Penelope, her cheeks squishing against her face. Penelope gave her a tight hug back, gently petting the child’s hair.

“I suppose someone wants to eat them after all.”

~ Zeus + Hera

Zeus was familiar with doors slamming open. In the past, it meant Hera had found another one of his affairs; ready to scream and vent her righteous anger on him. In the past, those moments had been months apart.

But now, with the stomps heading to his bedroom - “Zeus!” - and his name punctuated by the 3rd door slam of this week, Zeus would have to get used to his doors bruising his walls more frequently.

“Control this menace!” Hera’s yell was the only warning Zeus got before she dropped something into Zeus’ open palms. Or rather, someone.

Standing up, dizzy and unbalanced, a menace rested against Zeus’ thumb, trying to figure out where she was now. Upon noticing him, the little girl let out a delighted squeak, waving her hand wildly in greeting. Zeus grinned back, gently patting her with a finger before turning his attention back to his irate wife.

“Well?” Zeus leaned back, excited for whatever explanation Hera would have for her anger; it was rare for her to get upset at their unexpected ward, much less angry at the child’s antics. The God Queen took a deep breath, her hand resting on her forehead as she glared at the child rocking on her feet. The little one’s gleeful and guilt free expression being a stark contrast to Hera’s mood. 

“She snuck into my orchard,” Zeus straightened up as he stared at the little girl, “ran circles around the Hesperides and Ladon before climbing up the apple tree.” Hera sighed, gracefully falling into the nearest chair. Her irritated tone became resigned as she looked back at Zeus, trying to muster up more rage at the child’s audacity.

“She tried to eat an apple after swiping it off a branch - the Hesperides stopped her in time - but I dread to think what would happen if she tried again.” Hera grimaced as she remembered the mess that the child undoubtedly made. Zeus stayed silent for a moment, taking the time to process as he regarded his ward, now sitting on his palm.

“Truly?” His voice somewhat dazed. The little ward, uncaring of the trouble she caused, dangled her body off Zeus’ hand. Her steady grip on his middle finger kept her afloat as she swung her body back and forth.

Hera nodded, her mouth set in a thin line as she eyed the child, waiting for Zeus’ verdict. No matter how fond she was of the girl, their ward still had to face some form of punishment.

Unfortunately, Hera’s day would not improve as Zeus let out a bellowing laugh, suddenly tossing the child up and catching her as she let out uproarious shrieks.

“That’s my girl!”

~ Poseidon (not full version)

Poseidon was plagued. His path for vengeance would not be given peace and he could not remedy it with ruthlessness as he so often does. 

Instead, it would be accompanied by incessant squeaks for his attention.

A child, a small one, a little menace, clung to his hair like a barnacle. Her goal? To clumsily weave whatever she could grab into a braid.

Poseidon had long given up on driving away the little one. Nothing he tried could discourage her, nothing seemed to be able - or willing - to harm the child. It would not matter if Poseidon sent waves to push her away, sunk away into the waves for peace, or called for storms and earthquakes to express his irritation. The child would always find her way to him, sticking around for as long as possible, and clamouring for more attention.

She had gotten creative too.

The little menace had stolen offerings straight from his temples to pass off to him, found little trinkets inland to fill his sea as a strange offering, and brought confused but docile land animals to swim on various shores.

More recently, the girl had taken to jumping off cliffs to land on his shoulders and head. 

Now, he had no choice but to keep the child close. She was determined and Poseidon dreads to think what she would try next if he tried to ignore her again.

The God of the Sea, brought low by a stubborn child. And one not even of his own - or any of his family’s - blood. Poseidon could only thank the Fates that Zeus was not watching; his brother would throw his head back laughing hard enough to echo across the skies.

The sea, reacting to the suffering of Poseidon, suddenly rushed up the sandbank. Tripping up the child and letting her land into the water. Poseidon huffed in amusement as the child’s head rose up from the water, her blue eyes wide and mouth shaped in a small o. The tide retreated, proud of its prank, and Poseidon had to raise an arm to stop the menace from being dragged along the water. 

he God pressed her close to his body as the water swirled around both of them, playful and cheeky as the tide rushed by. He felt the little arms of the child try to wrap around him, her cheek squished against his torso as the tide finally emptied around them. Poseidon let out another huff, patting the side of the child as she let go of his side to move her bangs back over her eyes. Smoothing them over and patting it down to ensure it would stay there. 

Poseidon gently ruffled her head, undoing her work.

The child made a loud squeak in protest, hands swatting at Poseidon’s own. Soon she started to giggle, as she tried to bring her hair back to normal even while Poseidon’s hand delivered his long awaited justice. Eventually, the child ducked away, her fluffy hair now tangled and stiff with salt. A stark contrast to the loose braid suddenly placed on Poseidon’s lap. He made a show of inspecting it, carefully tracing his fingers over the shells and acorns the menace had managed to weave in without his notice. The sea lapped at the end of the braid, a glittering stone standing out against the black of Poseidon’s hair, keeping it all together. 

Poseidon smiled fondly as the child crouched next to him, preening at the success of her work.

“Thank you, little menace.”

(I don’t think tumblr likes it when I put lots of paragraphs into asks, it glitches like mad)

EDIT: I’m so sorry if this ends up taking to long to answer, I get WAY to obsessed giving attention to small details lmao

2nd EDIT: oh my gods i think this might be my messiest answer yet 😭/lh

Oh holydhitholysholyshiyholyshit—-

I’m gonna combust, ur asks always have so much to unpack, I love them 💕💕💕💕💕💕💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥—

yeeeeee- most obvious statement in the universe, but writing can do that to ya, but good effort on all of this like omg this ask is so scrumptious✨ CDDEEEDF

Poseidon hogging the story is so funny for some reason idk why lol.

Also *manic laughter* Hermes my Message Bird Bastard Dawg, u about to witness shit happening hahahahahaha Hermes is by far of one the least safe gods from witnessing Odysseus’s insane shit like- my man catches less and less of a break whenever he interacts with his grandson’s really, REALLY ‘edgy’ phase 😭.

Very interested to see how Odysseus’s oneshot is gonna go, can’t wait to behold my short stinky Guy with eye bags darker than the fucking Underworld, and a brain that’s just gone YAIN’T to almost the entirety of his previous personality interact with every(unfortunate)one around him :),,,, and also his gremlin daughter :D! AHTEWEFDFFJKKHS also, very glad to be of service w/ confirming The Suitors get it 10000% worse tehehe :3.

….also, is Odysseus actually purple in skin colour or is this ur way of saying his eye bags are spreading like an infection or something bc now the intimidation has been ruined thanks I hate it/j 😭

….EDIT: I just looked up what a ‘purple complexion’ is, assuming u were using sm real life damage-to-the-human-body info and HOLY SHIT IT DID NOT DISAPPOINT. I TAKE IT ALL BACK, THATS UNNERVING / MORBIDLY COOL AS SHIT (esp when paired with Ody’s’ other dehumanising features that pop up like black feathers, curlier hair, bird-like feet, wolf fangs etc I’ll talk more ‘bout it later—) AND FITS PERFECTLY WITH CANON BC OF HOW MANY TIMES ODY’ DROWNS, GET’S ELECTROCUTED, AND IN GENREL GETS KILLED BY SEA N SKY BRO’S-RELATED EVENTS VGGBGFHGJJHGGGG UR SO BIG BRAINED H.E! ANON EHAYFHHKHAFSDDD 🫂🫂🫂🤌🤌🤌🤌

also HEEEEY Little Menace! origin / future tease fuck yeah >:]]]]] I wouldn’t their creation as anything other than a headache 😔

analysing the three wonderful memes you’ve lain before me:

EDIT: why the fuck did I sound like a god getting offerings, I swear I’m not trying to be almighty

1st meme: not-so-quick-thingy here but: to everyone else, unfortunately the Happy Ending isn’t actually the canon ending, doesn’t mean it’s not valid tho. It’s just that I decided this A.U can have multiple endings bc #1: why not & #2: I like the thought of exploring multiple endings / A.U variations 4 this,,, like this one <DDDDD‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️.

As 4 the canon ending……….don’t worry about rn 🙂

anyway with that pointless rant outta the way-

ahujjiojddeffhggvvf REALEST SUMMARY OF THIS A.U OF MY A.U I LOVE IT 😭😭😭

Little Menace is the one driving that car, u couldn't convince me otherwise even if u showed me ur drivers license/j.

2nd meme: FRIEDEEEESSSSSSS UR ABSOLUTELY SPOT ON IM CRYING—

THERES ABSOLUTELY NO ROOM 4 ARGUMENT ON PENELOPE’S PLACE SNORTS—

literally. Like there’s no argument on who’s where when this poly first came into existence thanks to previous Anon(s) 😭.

3rd meme: if PJ.O Time Travel Fanfics have taught me anything, The Moirai are always either the ones behind this sorta’ bull, or the very angry bitches in the back wondering who the FUCK messed with their timeline??????!!?!?!?!?!!!!!??????!!!!!

Sadly in this A.U-A.U, it is the latter 😔 it’s admittedly, very funny tho.

Kronos & Menace may not get along but they’ve got one thing in common with sorta just. Kratosing Fate in stuff pfffffffff-

AND NOW11!!!11!!!!!! onto the oneshots :),,,,,,,

I’ve read the full versions on ur account and I adore them and will be talking about them here. Holy shit this is gonna be long :DDD

#1: *inhale* PENELOPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE😫—

I’m sorry I had to

AAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUUUU MENACE’S RELATIONSHIP WITH HER IS ALREADY SO AGGRESSIVELY CUTE SCREAMS‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

A game of hide and seek??? how dare you/affectionate,,

also yeeeeee official desc of said child :D !!! I can already picture how fluffy their head is hehehe <3.

AIR JAIL IM GIGGLING THEIR SO CUUUUUUTEEEEE I CANT TAKE IT😭— I hope Little Menace got many apples after that 😚,,, oh wait:

“After this, Little Menace would decide to stay of Ithaca forever”

“~No matter how many times Penelope would forget her, Little Menace wanted to stick with her mother~”

“~Too bad misfortune had other plans~”

oh. Oh god(s) damn it :) jk keep cooking I love feeling sad/j

blabbering again about this, but the mother-daughter relationship is so adorable I want to explode like a star and birth a new solar system from my death 💕💕💕

#2: FGGGGGGGGBHHBGHGHGGGGG ZEUS IS THE GIRL DAD AND THIS IS NO DIFFERENT AHAHA—

again, the Menacetm being a adorble rough U.S military asset & a danger to public safety/ref :3.

PFFFFF Little Menace running round Hera’s garden like a raccoon on coke is sending me, I’m just imagining a more feral ver of Mayday Parker from Spiderverse 😭 (Spiderverse! Mayday actually rlly fits ur O.C now that I think of it holy shit :0).

NHYHHUGGGFFF- I’m always a sucker 4 Greek Myth references in EPIC so the mention of Hera’s garden + The Hesperides + Ladon is making me wiggle in delight tehehehehe—

Hera’s boutta’ suplex her husband sooner or later with all the chaos he lets his fav children get away with hhfvagfddfafff I swear.

ALSO—- *loud hoovering sounds of me sucking up the extra lore bits*

Menace being the Babitm on Olympus oooouuuuuuuuu—

and NOOOOOO HER NOT NOTICING MUCH WHEN THE LOOP RESETS APATT FROM HERA BEING MORE HOSTILE CRIES,,,,

again. Zeus is a Girl Dad, nothing more to say 😔. love Menace coincidentally looking like their Godking papa ouggggg my silly little meerkats/ combusts

also wait what’s u mean she got left behind of Helios’s Island. What do u mean they got left behind what I’m slightly concerned 😶.

The child who got left behind at McDonald’s omg 💔💔💔💔💔

OH AND ALSO ALSO FINALLY:

ohohohohohohoohohohoOHOHOHOHOHO—

YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS THANK YOU FOR PUTTING THE RANDOM PIECES OF LORE 2 GOOD USE AGFHYHRWWHTTHHGFDFYJJ)H5GGGGHHGHJJHGGGFGFNJJHGGCDDGTFDGFGHHHBNHJJK🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅🦅💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂🫂

Tehe oh Little Menace Grandma Rhea is not all that innocent here hehe the Rusty Crusty mirror with her equally Dusty husband says that loud and clear. Literally.

Kronos isn’t actually inside the mirror but projecting his broken, liquid-like form is the best & only way he can have a face 2 face conversation rn hehehe

pfffffff Kronos insulting this. This child is so Elderly of him/j like omg man find something better to do with ur free time than picking on a child fuckin’ looser-/affectionate it’s entirely his fault he has no social skills with kids haha.

Ahhh a Prophecy, makes sense for this story + makes sense Kronos wud be probably worrying, or at least be annoyed by The Fates just a bit srs H.E! Anon you’re carrying the basic story rn thank you :D.

and finally bc I take forever to answer-…

#3: EHGHBH6HGG- buckle up Poseidon bc this is ur current life now (keep forgetting + traumatising ur Fucked Up Lover n vice versa & getting adopting by Gremlin Babi 🫶).

waIT- I JUST HAD A THOUGHT.

DO U DO U SEE MY VISION-

Poseidon: this is where I drowned 558 of that coward Odysseus’s men Little Menace…

Little Menace: *squeak* (translation: cowabummer :3)

haha anyway

awwwwwwwww Little Menace trying to braid Poseidon’s hair AWWUUUUUUU— 💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕💕

Menace bringing lots of weird gifts and bullshit to get her da’s’ attention is frying me I love that 😭.

Menace being a nuisance will 4ever swim around my brain like a crocodile GHDSSWWAGF I’ve said this already but I swear ur writing makes me wanna combust in a good way omg…

HAHAHA POSEIDON JUST SITTING THERE WHILE LITTLE MENACE SLAPS HIS SHOULDER LIKE A KITTEN 💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔💔 THEIR SO INCREDIBLY SILLY GHRHYDWDVGDFBJGN💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

again the BRAID 💔💔💔,,,,,,,, I’m ill with toothache from this fluff bleuh/affectionate cries the braid sounds so good cry

but hmmmmm I wonder what the significance behind the diamond is hmmmm is it Penelope’s????? from Olympus???????? something else?????????????? I wonder….

HHHDGAGFVGBFFBGDDDCCDFFF YESSSSSSSS RUN CHILD RUN 🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃🏃‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ TELL THE WHOLE OF GREECE WHO THEIR DEALING WITH NOW—-

I wonder what their original name was HMMMMMMMMMM—

again, Poseidon being the parent that is forced to deal with their child’s tantrums is peak I love it to death GGFHHGFFAFWF THE WHOLE PASSAGE PLUS THE TAGS IN GENERAL:

“(Poseidon often took the longest to grow fond of Little Menace in the loops. He was also the one subject to her antics and tantrums most often (no thanks to his many lessons on ruthlessness, not that she actually understood what that meant - she was somehow immune to his hostility). But he was also the one Little Menace stayed with the longest; Poseidon was almost everywhere and could react to her calls the quickest. She was never lonely at sea.)

“#Poseidon is the type of parent to pretend their sleeping when their child is being to much”

“#but would spring to action ASAP when there is trouble”

Ohhhhhh my godssssss dies in a good way…….

+ POSEIDON N PENNY BEING THE PARENTS THEY RUN TO WHEN THEY HAD A NIGHTMARE NO-OH-OOOOO MY SHAYLAS ☹️☹️

at this point, idk what’s left to say expect oh my god. I love you platonically *internal screaming*.

The Little Menace content is keeping hydrating me and I’m actually excited to see what Ody’s’ interaction is gonna be like/ rubs hands together evilly like fly

Hope you’re doing good irl :D!!!!!! 💜🖤✨

[cosmicourple]

I lost the Sword Fight against Hermes. But worry not, I started a new story and completed it today (unfortunately, Hermes decided that he still wanted a cameo, so now that guy is going on my list - I don’t know what that list is but it exists now with Hermes right at the top).

Also, here some more memes I made while I struggled against Hermes. Memes be upon thee.

(Btw, I’ve been treating the crew like Blender!Odysseus has been, they don’t exist unless they want to be inconvenient. I don’t want to write about them but they’re always there 😭. I just want to bowl them over like pins.) Like before this story will also go on the blog. Though any other snippets I do make will just go straight there now, Tumblr is fighting me tooth and nail against my paragraphs.

~ Odysseus

Odysseus was being followed. It was not one of the divine, looking for vengeance or entertainment. Nor was it a monster, protecting its home or hunting for food.

No, it was something familiar. Something worse. 

“Captain, help!” Something naughty.

Yelps and shouts erupted from the crew as something blurred around them, tripping them over and giggling. Odysseus only sighed, this was quickly becoming a familiar occurrence. They had landed on a random island, one Odysseus knew was safe from previous loops, to find more food. Just like those times before, there was nothing of worth on this island, but it was safe. 

Safe for rest and sleep, safe from storms and divine rage. And safe - “Captain, move!” - for meeting little rascals with a taste for trouble. 

Odysseus, having done this little reunion multiple times, crouched down; arms open to welcome the little blurr. A joyful squeak echoed in his ear when little arms clung to Odysseus’ neck. Hair blocked the looper’s vision when his cargo nuzzled into him. A moment of peace passed between them, Odysseus relieved knowing that the child was alright. 

He knew that the crew was watching, unable to recall the child as always, and they would have questions and suspicions. But Odyssues had stopped caring for such things - couldn’t care for them. They would never remember, not like her. The last loop had ended with Odysseus being killed on a random island; an unfortunate incident between his crew and the locals. And as always, the little girl was stuck on the island as time rewound. Left to find her own way back to Odysseus. An exhausting journey. 

The child never seemed hurt. But Odysseus wanted her to be safe. 

A hand patted Odysseus’ cheek, a shy call for his attention. Before he could pull away to look at her, the child pushed something into his hand. A happy squeak and hopeful smile was all the encouragement Odysseus needed to look at his newest gift.

A screw shell. It was smooth and whole, Odysseus ran his fingers over it and felt no bumps or serrated edges. It was still wet too, making the lovely pink and red pattern shine in the sun. It was such a small thing, the shell was shorter than his middle finger and thin enough to seem fragile. One may leave it and try to find a bigger shell at a beach or just pass by. It was one shell amongst hundreds of others.

And it was the same one Poseidon had given him last loop. 

Hanging in the middle of a simple necklace made by the child.

Resting on his chest as he lay on the wedding bed with the Sea God and Penelope.

Waiting.

Odysseus drew the child into a hug, shaking. The child stilled slightly, her hands patting him like he was cracking glass; warbled squeaks asking a familiar question. He only gave a tighter hug, hand rubbing the child’s head gently when Odysseus felt her pull away. 

“I’m fine.” Odysseus promised, his voice thick and eyes watery. The child made another warbly squeak, clearly not believing him, but moved to return his hug. Odysseus stood up, lifting the child up and letting her cling to him like a barnacle; uncaring of his crew’s questions and needs. They would get into no trouble here, they haven’t been able to before.

In the island there is a forest, easy to traverse in and enough light peeking through the canopy to see. On this island, there are only a few small birds that can’t bring a satisfying meal to a single man. The same could be said for the schools of tiny fish that frequent the island’s shores or the scattering of wild berries growing in tiny clusters. If a starving man came to this island for salvation, he would find Hermes coming to collect his soul. However, there is something good on this island.

Further inland, perhaps in the middle, there is a clearing. One with a pond holding clear water, safe to drink, and soft grass cradling patches of wildflowers. The sun’s rays shone upon this clearing, warming stones large enough to lay on. A pleasant place to rest. 

One Odysseus had shared with two Gods in pasts that no longer exist.  

Now, Odysseus shares this clearing with a little joy. One who splashes into the pond to hunt for weeds and creatures. Climbs up trees to hang around haphazardly, jumping off to find a new climb to conquer. Sneaking in grasses too short to try and catch a tired man off guard. Someone who brings trouble with terrorised frogs dropped on nosy men’s heads. Someone who brings peace with the small leaves, flowers, and a shell gently woven into feathers pushing for space on his skin. A menace who giggles the day away.

Odysseus smiles, knowing he shares one of his favourite places to the little menace who will remember everything. The one currently nodding off in his lap while he braids flowers into her hair while they watch the darkening sky. He holds her in his lap, stroking her head as she curls into him. Arms wrapped around one another to ensure the other won’t leave. 

They leaned against a tree, firm against Odysseus’ back; its branches and leaves providing a steady cover against the elements. The gentle winds rustled the leaves, bringing cool air to swirl around the pair after their day. The pond’s water rippled as the wind moved around and the tree gifted leaves, making a soft sound as it lapped up on the grass. Eventually, these things were rewarded by small, drowsy breaths. 

Odysseus smiles. Even as his cheeks ache, he doesn’t stop smiling. He knows he has something good to find in every loop. Knows that with all the suffering and the waiting, he is not alone. 

Odysseus smiles, even as sleep starts to call for him.

“Sleep well, my precious menace.”

WHUDHSHFHSHHHHH— HIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII

HUHJH- as expected w/ Hermes 😔/j

he just can’t mind his own business, nosey little guy/affectionate-

LMAO- yeaaaaahh The Crew (along with The Suitors) r mostly here just to be demonstrations of how bad Odysseus gets, minus sometimes Eurylochus. He def has character moments of guilt over Ody’s’ changed personality (bc everytime it’s obvs smthings up, he assumes it’s his fault bc he opened The Windbag oof), horror over said Captain’s steady decline in sanity + the ruthlessness / emotionless he now displays, and in general: being a outside Mortal P.O.V of Odysseus slowing succumbing to The Urgestm.

srs tho, I do feel a bit bad 4 The Crew whenever I imagine scenarios 4 Ody’ crashing out :’)

haha :D

Anyway, more memes be upon us :3 :

1st meme: AHGHFGG as I said before, accurate representation of EPIC! Hermes. He’s so powerful that the urge to add him in infects everyone’s writing 😔😔😔 (I pray 4 u man/gn /j)

2nd meme: THTHGGG THE REALISATION PGGGGG- oops- lmao Zeus was so caught up with the Babi that he didn’t stop to consider the oddness of. This is not a bastard of his. But. They look like him 4 some reason. Huh????? I imagine it’s either Hera, Athena, Poseidon or all three saying the first part to him

3rd + 4th meme: PERFECT SUMMARY OF THIS WHOLE BULLSHITEREY MANIC LAUGHTER DVFFFFFDFFDVGGFG

Kronos but actually Little Menace strikes again ✨✨

5th: omg nooooooo- don’t fall 4 the temptation man/gn gO TO SLEEP‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ GET UR REST‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️ SHAKES U VIOLENTLY/j‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

do genuinely hope ur taking proper care of urself irl I got my HUNDREDS OF ALL SEEING EYES ON YOUUUUU/ref 👁️👁️💥💥💥💥💥💥💥

HEHEHEHEHE ONESHOT TIME *rubs hands together like fly* :

again, will be talking about the full thing on ur account :D!

DCRIES AWWWWWWWAAAAAAAAAAAA LITTLE MENACE TRIPPING UP THE CREW WHILE RUNING TO HER DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭- *muffled crying*

HOW DARE YOU🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵🫵💥💥💥💥💥💥💥/affectionate

Odysseus opening his arms, waiting for Menace to rush at him,,,,, criesssssssss,,,,,,

Ssssssssss- Odysseus being uncaring of The Crew is what I expected,,,, it still aches :’).

OHHHHHH- Little Menace being stuck on (what I assume is) Helios’s Island every beginning of The Loop hurts omg 😭, she travels hundreds of miles across the sea to spend time with her dad HDSBBBVGGVFF why did u hurt me this way :””)…

THE SHELL GIFT DIES AHYUHJGTYGJKGSSCSEFGJILHFVDFWTHHGHHUYGGHHHJUHNBHHYH I LITERALLY FROWNING LIKE ‘:(‘ RN AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA WHY—

“It was one shell among hundreds of others”

“And it was the same one Poseidon had given him last loop.”

“Hanging in the middle of a simple necklace made by the child.”

“Resting on his chest as he lay on the wedding bed with the Sea God and Penelope.”

“Waiting.”

,,,

:( ouwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwWWWWWWWWWWRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA🦅

happy, yes, very good angst ty for meal :3 🍽️

Odysseus tearing up ouuuuuuuuuu- my poor little man :((.

AHA- I SPOT HERMES REFERENCE🫵🫵🫵🫵‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

also holy shit, the wording for that paragraph (spec the bit w/ Hermes bc of course) was absolutely FIRE🔥🔥🔥‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

Oh wowie1!!!1!!! what a lovely sounding clearing !!! wonder if-

*Wetthunderthighs mention plus Time Loop Time Looping*

ah

/affectionate 💔

srsly this whole thing is very sad, what I wanted but still. Sad :3.

,,,,also is my mind utterly smut diseased or does that moment in another Loop in that clearing sound like a good place to have f- 💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥💥🔫/j (I sorry 😔)

oh this bit is perfection just:

“Now, Odysseus shares this clearing with a little joy. One who splashes into the pond to hunt for weeds and creatures. Climbs up trees to hang around haphazardly, jumping off to find a new climb to conquer. Sneaking in grasses too short to try and catch a tired man off guard. Someone who brings trouble with terrorised frogs dropped on nosy men’s heads. Someone who brings peace with the small leaves, flowers, and a shell gently woven into feathers pushing for space on his skin. A menace who giggles the day away.”

HIYHDDFBGGBNNGGGBBBBBAAAAAAATTTTHGFFGBBGGGGVVVFVFFVBHNHGGGGGNHGJJJJHGNHNFGNJJGGGBHHHNH—

yeah I have no words but oh my gods this is perfect 😭🫶🫶🫶🫶

THE FINAL KICK- Odysseus smiling so much it hurts & letting Menace snuggle up on his lap as he silently rejoices on the fact that Little Menace will remember. This pint sized troublemaker will know about what’s happened just now. And will cherish it forevermore, cherish their moments together. Will. Just REMEMBER THEM…

the sheer depressing love radiating from that thought is so incredibly powerful, I love them so much Anon. You’ve made me attached Anon ☹️,,,

onto the extra bits :b-

*slams hands on table violently*

OPEN ARMS. WHY THE OPEN ARMS.

did I already mention Odysseus has forgotten what Polites looks like :)?

AHHUU)MOKOOGGFHTHHDG&GBGGG EVEN WHEN HE REACHES AS FAR AS A HUMAN’S LIMIT CAN GO HE STILL CARES FOR HIS LITTLE GIRL (+ Telemachus) 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

OoOOoOoOoOo- what’s this about with Pen’s’ promise???

is the Timeloop slipping??? Little Menace accidentally did something??? outside (maybe outside Greece) help????

plus,,,,

Oh dear what happened to Penelope???

is she starting to become like her husband???

Is that even Penelope???

Is KřØņ9š doing something to keep his Champion’s mind focused on The Goaļ åĦeĀ ď—- ¿¿¿

have to wait and see it seems…

+ get off my arse and write sm stuff myself lol :3/lh

again, I loved this & and am devouring it like a rabid animal hehehe 🫶🫶🫶🫶.

Wish u the best irl H.E! Anon :DD 🫶🫶🫶🫶 💜🖤✨.