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POV: You're Anticlea and Laertes of Ithaca and your son came back from Sparta after swearing he was just going for politics

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Odysseus, full of worry his wife won’t love him after learning what he did: I slayed a bunch of men and monsters without mercy to get home to you

Penelope, his wife, who is from Sparta, kicking her feet and twirling her hair: My love we’re already married, you don’t have to propose again

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Y'all, look what we found : it's a part of the frieze of the Parthenon illustrating procession of the great festival which took place in ancient Athens in honor of the goddess Athena.

(It's cool ain't it ? It belonged to my grandma)

If anyone knows anything more about this festival, feel free to share :)

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Ares watching the bloodshed that Athena promised him:

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The Ithaca Saga Premiere video will drop in a little less than two hours!

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me as a writer

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You did him so well ! 🤩 He's such a cutie 🥹

Ariadne's view every morning 😌👌🏻

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All 9 Epic Cover Arts

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Alcoholized with wine and tears.

(Hi, Coming back with a very short story, hope you'll like it <3. Cw are in the hashtags)

Her friends had told her to stop drinking so much wine, but they should have known her stubborn tendencies since her dog got rolled over by a car. Back then, Silene was sleeping on a bench, and he, Pluto, ran away. But, unfortunately, a Ferrari was driving on the road Pluto was on, waiting for his mother, and she was the last sight he’s ever seen, he couldn’t have hoped better…

It was two in the morning and her friends had thrown her on a bed – to say it was dirty, was an understatement, an offense even. But yet, she found herself feeling relieved ; relieved for getting what she deserved after letting her dog die like this. And soon enough, she started to let her tears fall down to her neck as she giggled at her so fitting fate. Then, when she reopened her now red eyes, she saw a slim figure standing there, in front of the bed, staring at her. 

She immediately sat up and stared at her in return. 

“Hi.” She simply said. Not coldly or warmly, just, saying. “I'm Silene, and ya ?” the lady remained silent, before answering in a raspy voice :

“— Fiona.” she answered, reciprocating her tone, before revealing with a large smirk, sharp canines, already tainted in red, but Silene wasn't bothered by it, she didn't even see them.

“— Ah. Well then, could you bring me a cup of water ? Pretty please ?"

Fiona's face went back to being cold, letting her eyebrows fall down, even if she was, to say the least, surprised. But she nodded, and walked to the sink that was on the side. She filled a plastic cup with the running water and handed it back to Silene, all of this, without opening her mouth even once, or even blinking her eyes.

Fiona put her hands on her own low back and stared at Silene as she was drinking heavily, she felt like it had been weeks if not months that she had drank anything but alcohol.

“Sooooo… you come here of'en ?” Silene asked, smirking, as she was leaning back on the wall. After asking this, she could only hear her own heartbeat as Fiona was unwilling to respond at the moment, so she decided to talk a bit more :

“Y'know, I like your black dress, it suits you well. It's tight. I like it. And it laces are in the best places. Where have you gotten it at ?”

But this time, surprisingly, Fiona answered :

“—  I made it on my own.”

“—  Really !? Woah ! Never talked to someone as talented as ya ever once.” Fiona didn't say anything, but Silene could have sworn she had seen the corners of her mouth go higher up before going back to their initial places. 

“Y'know- Oh- Can I fix your hair !? Pleeeaasse ! It looks like braids ! And you have so much potential !” Fiona stared at her, frowning slightly.

“—  You ask for a lot of services, don't you ?” remarked Fiona coldly, sitting down on the side of the bed. “Just be gentle.”

Silene grabbed what resembled a brush in her imagination and started to brush the fine lady's hair, as gently as possible.

“—  Hey, do you like dogs ?” Silene asked as she tried to make some kind of bun.

“— Dogs ? Oh, dear no. They remind me of… old pals.”

“— Ah, I see, it's unfortunate for such a beautiful lady as you to have met fools.”

“— Dirty fools. Dirty brainless fools.” added Fiona as she winced at the memories of those unnatural, undistinguished, unfitted for society and unkindly…

“— Politicians ?” 

“— Werewolves.”

“— Ah, insomniacs.” She chuckles. “I know some as well.”   

She took off her hairband and tied up this bun. It was messy, but, somehow, attractive for Silene. She was proud of her brand-new art on her brand-new friend.

“Perfetto !”

Fiona shrugged it off and stood up.

“Come on ! It's good, innit !?”

Fiona looked in the mirror intensely, but she couldn't see herself, this particular mirror was made with silver burn. She sighed and sat on the side of the bed. Silene, despite her senses being deteriorated, could see that her new friend had a problem with mirrors.

“—  Aw, you poor Fiona, you're too scared of your reflection ? You have low self-esteem… You shouldn't, Really. I should though.”

Silene tried to stand up, but miserably failed, and, as she lifted her head up, she saw herself in the mirror, but didn't see her friend sitting on the bed. Her eyes widened, and she started to tremble, realizing who she's been talking to, the entire time…

“No… A magician ! I hate 'em ! Stop your tricks !” She crawled on the floor and started to cry terribly. She couldn't help herself, but remember that one time when she was young and a magician made her stuffed Teddy Bear disappear forever.

“—  No worries here,” explained Fiona, “I'm no magician.” Silene stood up and glared at her.

“—  How can I be sure you won't steal anything from me ? HUH !?”

Fiona, for the first Time in forever since they've met, chuckled. It was a soft chuckle, but Silene could sense a hint of mock.

“—  Ah, I will steal something, but you won't be sad afterward.”

“—  Ah, so, my life ?”

Fiona stopped chuckling and stared at her, in awe. How could she have understood this quickly ? When she was this drunk ? Was she waiting for it ? If so, why ? But Fiona didn’t bother to ask herself those questions too much, as her hunger started to invade her whole body.

“—  Well, um, yes.”

“— Ah, finally, I'll join my puppy, he must be so angry…”

Silene stared at her friend, and smiled softly. Fiona couldn't help but feel a bit, just a little bit, bittersweet, which didn't happen in ages, in centuries. She approached Silene, as she revealed her canines, again, and Silene immediately understood that it was indeed no Magician, but rather a blood-sucker, or in her case, a life-sucker.

“— Hey… Can you give me back my hairband ? I'll need it to give you some space.”

Fiona took off the hairband reluctantly and gave it to Silene, letting her long silver hair down to her shoulders. Then, Silene put up her own hair in a ponytail. In a messy way, as always.

Fiona grabbed Silene's hips and put her mouth on her neck, and bit her with her sharp canines, aspiring her blood, alcoholized with wine and tears. Just when she was satisfying her forever unsatisfied hunger, Silene let out a shaky gasp and her legs started to tremble as Fiona's grip was tightening.

Eventually, she let go of the girl and let her fall down on the cold floor with a loud bang. She looked one last time, at this girl who had nothing left to live for, if not wine. She thought about it, before grabbing the last cup she ever drank. There were still some traces of her lip gloss, and she decided to keep that precious cup with her, back at her unwelcoming cottage, right in the middle of an unknown forest, right on her desk, while checking the news to pick out new victims, in the hope of not needing a single drop of blood from a single living creature, human or animal, or both, ever again. But she knew it, deep down.

Deep down, she knew it was a dream. A simple dream. And not everyone’s dreams get real, and certainly not the ones from the wicked ones who find satisfaction in the despair of others.

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I think I finally understand what it’s like to be in a small fandom, Warriors musical fans where are you at?

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Pov : me the second I watched the trailer for Ithaca Saga :

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Here, for u, hope you feel better very soon :)

me: trying to finish the dinner scene in time to upload it this evening

me: *gets notif luke is live on twitch playing assassin's creed odyssey*

me:

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I CRYUNG I NEED SOMEONE TO SUM UP ALL ETM SONGS MY. MEMORY + ATTENTION SPAN IS SO BAD

Let’s speed run epic the musical so far!! (It’s under the cut cause even a summary is gonna take a bit for 35 songs-)

Horse and the Infant:

Giant horse- ATTACK! ZEUS?!?! What are you doing here? I have to kill a baby? But he’s just a little thing-

Just a Man:

This little boy reminds me of my son. Is killing him the morally correct thing to do? Yeet.

Full Speed Ahead:

Let’s introduce our main cast! Wow! Polites- Eurylochus- Odysseus! BFFs forever! We’re hungry- let’s go to this island and look for food!

Open Arms:

Wow Odysseus, you are looking hella tense, maybe you should try being nice and not so mistrustful. Look at these little creatures eating lotus fruit- wow this fruit is bad for you- let’s go to this cave to find food!

Warrior of the Mind:

Athena and Odysseus back story. Odysseus, your actions aren’t very Warrior of the Mind coded. Don’t disappoint me.

Polyphemus:

Let’s kill these Sheep!! NOOO! Scary Cyclops, we killed his sheep, now he will kill us.

Survive:

HES GOT A CLUB. He is killing us- NO POLITES. Oh, Polyphemus is asleep now cause he drank spiked wine.

Remember Them:

Odysseus tricks Polyphemus. They almost get away, and then he GIVES OUT HIS FULL NAME, JOB POSITION, ADRESS, AND SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER.

My Goodbye:

Athena is disappointed and they have a big messy friend break up.

Storm:

There is a big storm. Wow! A floating island! Let’s go!

Luck Runs Out:

Captain, you keep taking risks and not thinking this through. What happens if your plans fail?

Keep Your Friends Close:

Hahahahahaha! Here is a bag of wind! Don’t open it! Oh- the winions told you to open it? No!! Penelope- I’m hallucinating! Darn- the bag is opened.

Ruthlessness:

You hurt my son. So now I’m gonna kill most of your men. What’s this- a daring escape? Well- I’ll get you sooner or later-

Puppeteer:

An island. Let’s explore! Oh no- scary lady, she turned us into pigs! Let’s run Captain! Or not I guess.

Wouldn’t You Like:

Hey kid, this scary lady could kill you. How about some magic drugs? Totally safe and all.

Done For:

We are evenly matched- big magic fight! Wow! The magic drugs Hermes gave you really are something. Are you trying to seduce me?

There Are Other Ways:

Wow, you really are trying to seduce me. Too bad- I have a wife I love. Wait- you’ll help us? THE UNDERWORLD WHAT?

The Underworld:

We are haunted by everyone we have lost- Polites- wait- MOM?!? I’m too late-

No Longer You:

This dead prophet should tell me what we want to know- wait- what no- this is actually terrible? We came to you for help but now you’re saying you can’t help us? WHO?!a

Monster:

Maybe Poseidon was onto something, and we do have to be ruthless. Welp, time to become the monster y’all.

Suffering:

Ooo, Penelope, I love you, but you know I’m too shy. I don’t want to get in the water-

Different Beast:

SURPRISE I KNEW YOU WERENY MY WIFE. I actually did become the monster, and now I’m going to kill all your friends you Siren!

Scylla:

This is the only way home. Eurylochus, what do you mean you opened the wind bag back in Keep Your Friends Close. Light six torches- oh no, a giant monster is eating our crew. Me and her are the same you know.

Mutiny:

Captain why did you do that? Fight fight fight! Oh no- Odysseus has been stabbed. I’m hungry, let’s eat cows. Oh no, they were a gods cows. We knew that but still ate them. Now Zeus is gonna kill us.

Thunders Bringer:

Zeus is here. You can live, or your crew can live. But like- Penelope. Sorry crew. Crew dies.

Legendary:

It’s me! Telemachus! I never knew my dad- I wish I could know my dad. All these suitors want to marry my mom. I wish I could fight them. DONT CALL MY MOTHER A TRAMP!

Little Wolf:

Fight Little Wolf Fight- we are going to beat you up just cause you were in the way. WOW. ATHENA?? What are you doing here- we haven’t seen you since the second saga! Ow.

We’ll Be Fine:

I’m going to help you cause I feel guilty about your dad. Bet. We are best friends now. Go find my dad.

Love In Paradise:

Rewind- Morning! You were asleep. I’m in love with you now. Ew back away I have a wife. You’re a goddess??? Oh no- now I’m really depressed. I’m haunted by the ghosts again- ATHENA!

God Games:

Zeus- father- release Odysseus. *lots of convincing Gods* NO, YOU DID WHAT I ASKED SO NOW IM MAD. LIGHTNING BOLT. Is she- dead?

I’m Not Sorry For Loving You:

Yes I kept you trapped against you power, but I loved you- why won’t you love me back? It’s not like you have a whole literally family waiting for you-

Dangerous:

HAHAHAHA. Hello old friend! Let’s do some cool dance moves as I tell you how you will get back home. Here is a wind bag 2.0! Let’s hope you don’t have issues with it this time!

Charybdis:

Another obstacle!! But I know how to beat you!! Woo! I see home- I’m almost there! WAIT NO! NOT AGAIN!

Get In The Water:

Poseidon! Please let me get home- I already told Siren Penelope, I don’t want to get in the water! Can’t we get along? No! Drowning-

Six Hundred Strike:

Use the wind bag! I’m out of the water! SIX HUNDRED STRIKE! You’re beat Poseidon- let me go home. What’s this? You won’t. TIME FOR VIOLENCE. Stab. Stab. Stab. Next to my WIFE.

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hunting down this post to find that OP turned of reblogs has me heartbroken.

it's time.

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Danae's story is very heartbreaking how much she went through. When you summarise her life you understand the abuse and isolation she went through trying to save herself and later her son.

Her father feared so much of losing the throne due to a prophecy didn't hesitate locking his daughter alone and isolated. Imagine her confusion trying to understand how a gold rain came to her and the horror of getting pregnant without knowing how (more of the horror how her father would react).

Then her father exiled her and she had to fight to stay on a wooden chest filled with holes during a storm. Even when Poseidon by Zeus's order calmed the waters and saved her, her troubles didn't end there. The people that took care of her and Perseus took a darker turn when Polydectes became king and start harassing her. And his revenge for saying no to him? Casting Perseus to kill Medusa so he could marry her without trouble.

Imagine Danae's fear and anxiety building up as she was praying that her boy would return. How she must have feared of the worse. Having no one beside her nor friend or ally to comfort her, bound to a loveless marriage with a cruel man.