#odysseus is more...
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echo-of-the-eye · 8 months ago
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the differense in morality of the fictional men i'm currently obsessed with is so funny. like you've got
jonathan archivist sims - morally gray, made some mistakes, done some fucked up shit, but has good intentions and is fundementally a good person
hiccup - just the goodest boy. his media doesn't allow him to kill people (directly, he's blown up A LOT of ships)
callum tdp - the edgier hiccup. boy has he got some issues, but he's still the sweetest boy
and then there's literal warcriminal odysseus - killed so many people, killed A BABY, tortured a god (deserved)
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mushyooms · 6 months ago
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buying him time
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stealingpotatoes · 2 months ago
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well that odysseus guy never had to deal with a self checkout so if anything my grocery odyssey is actually worse than whatever he was doing
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messymoonmad · 5 months ago
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Why don't we have more content of Ody being a troll ?
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blended-ice · 13 days ago
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Sure hope a god doesn’t come around and punish him for his hubris
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fabuloustrash05 · 10 months ago
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So far, I think we Epic fans have mutually agreed on 3 things:
1) Penelope is taller than Odysseus
2) Polites was holding the infant when he appeared in the Underworld saga
3) Odysseus tucked his hair behind his ear when he sang “Penelope why, you know I’m too shy”
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miwkchii · 5 months ago
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I will fall in love with you over and over again!!!
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Tele and penelope listening to his tales ☆
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almondcroissantsandink · 4 months ago
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Enlighten me, king of Ithaca
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dreamsy990 · 5 months ago
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athena and her favorite mortal + that weird dog she found on the side of the road a couple years ago
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hymnoeides · 10 months ago
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'Cause I'm stuck with your stories
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rca-ryzies-ralley · 6 months ago
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I think everyone should take note of the storytelling in the Ithaca premiere during luck runs out
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mushyooms · 8 months ago
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he's so real
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nuviwixx · 7 months ago
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Epic birds~
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When I'm bored I usually sketch epic characters and gods like birds, so I said, why not draw them digitally?
(Little Telemachus next to Odysseus has an idiotic face...)
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smoolio · 8 months ago
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Was doodling some Hermes last night
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saixria · 3 months ago
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Into the Athenaverse (part 1 of 2, I hope)
This was actually super fun! Only having to draw waist-up was so 🤌🤌🤌 and this forced me to think of some different poses/ angles so they wouldn’t look boring, 10/10 experience
Athena design credits: @wolfythewitch, @duvetbox, @mircsy, @irunaki, @mumder, @neal-illustrator
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lurkinglurkerwholurks · 3 months ago
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"Don't you get it?" Jason spat, teetering on the verge of a howl. "I'm not him! Jason Todd is DEAD. He's gone! I'm just what crawled out of his grave."
He panted into the silence that followed, eyes stinging heat.
Bruce said nothing. Jason worried he might stand there, unspeaking, unmoving, til the end of time. Or just turn and walk away. That was what he wanted, wasn't it? For Bruce to stop chasing the ghost of a dead boy? To accept that he was someone different, someone new?
Instead, when Bruce finally spoke, he was quiet, thoughtful. "Did you know that I loved you the moment I met you?"
He wasn't looking at Jason, but down at his hands, as if his gloves were a scrying pool that he could peer into to see that old Jason, twelve years old and desperate but so full of life. Jason thought he could taste dirt.
Then Bruce chuckled, still to himself, still to his hands. "You were so cocky, so unwilling to give up without a fight, even to me. Some things never change."
His smile fade and he looked up, straight into Jason's face. "You were also scared. Traumatized. You had nightmares for months. You lied constantly. Hoarded food. Stole. I was so worried we'd never be able to make you feel safe, the way you deserved to feel."
"I'm not—" Jason began, voice tight.
"You're not him," Bruce agreed, and hearing it spoken out loud, so easily, cut off Jason's air.
"You haven't been him for years." Bruce stepped forward, pushing into Jason's space. "Part of him is in you, but you're not him. You changed." He shrugged, shoulder somehow expressive even beneath the weight of the armor, the cape, the night. "You weren't the boy I took in off the street even before you died. You grew. That's life, Jay."
Jason was the one unable to speak now, stuck in place like a gods-struck fool.
"You change. You grow. And I'll keep loving whoever you turn out to be next."
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