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alrighty guys i'm asking again because the last attempt prevailed nothing. i need someone to beta read my odypoli fanfic. pls help

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i need more hobie x spidernoir on my timeline.

its a viceral neeedddd

also a good fanfic for them is "what i found in your arms" on AO3

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Ares after witnessing what happened in "Odysseus" (Athena was right was right about making people bleed):

(The Ares's design i used was made by @anniflamma !!!)

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"He's British?!"

Hobie x Greek!Reader (does this count as x reader?)

Word Count: 1268

Summary: Pavitr's been hounding Y/n to meet his friends, especially Hobie. After weeks of Pavitr’s excitement, Y/n finally agrees, only to find herself skeptical. However Pav seems to have left out a crucial detail

“Come on! Hurry up slowpoke!” 

“Dude calm down, it’s not that big of a deal.”

Pavitr gaped at his friend. “Wh- huh? Yes it is!” he exclaimed. “I finally get to introduce you to my other spider-friends!” 

Y/n chuckled, shaking her head. “Yeah, yeah, I know. Spider-friends. Cool and all, but you don’t have to act like it’s a Marvel movie premiere or something.”

Pavitr groaned dramatically, throwing his hands in the air as they swung between buildings. “Are you kidding me, N/n? This is a big deal! You’re getting to see Miles, and Gwen again, and meet Hobie! It’s like... the Spider-Society family reunion!”

“Family reunion where half the relatives can shoot webs and punch holes in reality?” Y/n quipped, smirking.

“Yes! And trust me, Hobie is going to love you,” Pavitr said, his voice tinged with excitement. “He’s all about rebellion and sticking it to The Man. You, my friend, are basically Spider-Rebel. Plus Miles already likes you, so that gives you an advantage.”

Y/n gave Pavitr a side-eye as they landed on a rooftop, her sneakers skidding slightly against the gravel. “Wait, should I be worried? I feel like I need a warning label for this guy, based on the stories you’ve told me.”

Pavitr grinned mischievously, hopping onto the edge of the roof and leaning forward dramatically. “Just... brace yourself. There Hobie’s a lot. But don’t worry, you’ll get used to him. Eventually.”

Y/n sighed, shaking her head but couldn’t help the grin forming on her face. “Alright, alright.. Lead the way, Spider-Man Tour Guide.”

Pavitr lit up, his energy bounding as he launched forward, his voice echoing through the city. He used his goober to open a portal. “HQ, here we come! 

Y/n muttered under her breath as she followed, “This is either going to be amazing or a complete disaster…” She sighed then piped up louder. “But I still reserve the right to whoop ass if he’s an asshole!” She shouted ahead to Pavtir. 

“Don’t worry you won’t have to! Now Come on!” He shouted as he flew through the portal. 

Y/n stepped through the portal after Pavitr, landing with a graceful thud on the familiar polished floors of Spider-Society HQ. She immediately rolled her eyes as she took in the chaotic scene.

“Back at HQ,” she muttered, hands on her hips. “The place where Spider-People outnumber sense.”

“Come on, you love it here,” Pavitr said, nudging her shoulder.

“Sure,” Y/n replied, smirking. “Love it so much I want to build a Parthenon in the middle of it. Offer sacrifices to Miguel while he scowls at me.”

Pavitr laughed as they weaved through the crowd. “Well, today’s different! You’re finally meeting Hobie.”

Y/n snorted. “You’ve been hyping him up so much he better not disappoint.”

Pavitr grinned mischievously. “Oh, Hobie’s... something. But I have a feeling you’ll get along. Or fight. Maybe both.”

As they approached the central console, Y/n immediately spotted Gwen, Miles, and Hobie. She gave a quick wave to Gwen, whom she’d known briefly on previous visits, and dapped up Miles. “Yo, anomaly No. 2!” Miles said laughing. 

“Don’t pull that, we know out of the two of us, I’m the original.” Y’n laughed

“Guys!” Pavitr said, bounding ahead. “Here she is! The infamous Y/n I’ve been talking about!”

“Infamous, huh?” Y/n said, crossing her arms as she looked at the group. “What kind of stories are you telling people, Pav?”

“Only the best ones!” Pavitr said, grinning ear to ear. “Anyway, Gwen, Miles, you’ve met her. But Hobie—this is Y/n! Y/n this is Hobie!” 

Pavitr rapidly gestured between you too while smiling like an idiot. 

Hobie stepped forward, towering slightly over her. His punk rock vibe was impossible to miss—spiked jacket, guitar slung over his back, and a smirk that radiated trouble.

“So, you’re the Greek one Pav’s been goin’ on about,” Hobie said, his tone lazy and amused. “Must be somethin’ special, yeah?” 

Y/n froze for a moment, her eyes narrowing slightly. She leaned toward Pavitr and grabbed his arm, pulling him aside. “Pavitr. A word.”

Pavitr blinked, confused but obediently followed her to the side. “Uh... sure? What’s up?”

Y/n gestured vaguely in Hobie’s direction, keeping her voice low but her tone urgent. “You didn’t tell me he was British.”

Pavitr tilted his head, looking genuinely baffled. “So?”

“So?!” Y/n hissed, throwing her hands in the air. “That’s, like, a huge deal breaker! You should’ve led with that!”

Pavitr stared at her, fighting a laugh. “What? Why? Hobie’s great! He’s one of the coolest Spider-People I know!”

Y/n crossed her arms, scowling. “He’s British, Pav. British. You know how I feel about that.”

“Wait, is this because you’re Greek?” Pavitr asked, a smirk tugging at his lips.

Y/n gave him an incredulous look. “Oh, now you get it? Do you know how much crap the British have taken from my country? It’s like their national pastime.”

Pavitr snorted, unable to keep his laughter in check. “Okay, okay, but Hobie’s not like that! He’s anti-establishment, hates authority, very punk rock—”

“Doesn’t change the fact that he’s British,” Y/n interrupted, her tone teasing but firm. “He’s probably genetically predisposed to stealing stuff that doesn’t belong to him.”

Suddenly Gwen piped up from the corner. “He absolutely is!” She shouted. Y/n looked at pav, then to Gwen, then back to Pav again while wildly gesturing her hands. 

“Haha, don’t listen to her,” Pav shot a passive-aggressive glance at Gwen, who just smirked back. “Come on, give him a chance!” Pavitr pleaded, laughing. “You might actually like him. I mean, after you get over the whole ‘British’ thing.”

“Doubtful,” Y/n muttered, but a small smirk played on her lips as she turned back toward Hobie.

“Oi! I can hear you both, you know!” Hobie called out, amused.

Y/n gave Pavitr a quick, deadpan look. “I swear this is a curse. I can’t even look at him without hearing the word ‘bollocks.’”

Pavitr snickered, but Y/n wasn’t done.

“I know you can hear me, I’ve been saying shit with my chest this long why stop now.” she sighed dramatically, turning back to Hobie with a teasing grin. “ But let’s be real here. The real reason we’ll never get along is simple.”

Hobie raised an eyebrow, intrigued. “Oh? And what’s that then?”

Y/n crossed her arms with a smug smirk. “Simply put... I can name at least 100 things that your people took from my country that didn’t belong to them.”

Hobie blinked, clearly taken aback for a moment before cracking a grin. “Ah, so we’re going there, are we?”

“Absolutely,” Y/n said, leaning in slightly. “From the Parthenon sculptures to, well, let’s just say I could make an entire list of things your empire thought were fair game for the taking.”

Hobie let out a laugh, clearly impressed by her attitude. “Fair play, love. But if you’re gonna hold that grudge forever, we’re in for a long ride.”

Y/n shrugged, still smiling. “It’s not a grudge, mate. It’s a historical fact that I happen to find it highly amusing, considering the company I’m in.”

“Historical fact, eh?” Hobie said, grinning wider now. “Guess I’ll have to step up my game then.”

Pavitr groaned, running a hand down his face. “Oh no. This is either going to be the best friendship ever or an international incident waiting to happen.”

“Why not both?” Y/n quipped, her smirk returning as she turned back to the group.

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Ares watching odysseus murder all of the suitors with a bucket of popcorn and a piña colada: oh hell yeah.

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i have got it in my mind that the reason Athena came to Telemachus aid so fast was that she was already there. Like I imagine her wanting to see Odysseus, wanting to know he made it home but being to prideful to ask him herself (or simply not knowing where he was) so she thought it best to instead check the palace, hopeful to see him with his family, only to see Telemachus getting ganged up on. And knowing this would never happen with Ody around, she steps in for she now knows that, despite the years, Odysseus is not home and by now the odds that he will get home are very low.

i;m tired idk if that makes sense.

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read somewhere that "i’ve never seen a woman in media as extraordinary as the women i’ve seen in real life and i’ve never seen a man in real life as extraordinary as the men i’ve seen in the movies."

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In the span of only 2 songs we are truly reminded that Penelope is born and raised Spartan and I absolutely LOVE IT.

Like her husband who she has seen in 20 years shows up and commits war crimes that would likely violate the Geneva Convention, and she's just like "Ok... And?" LIKE OMG

Penelope is the mother of mothers and i absolutely adore her.

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search up celeb, quote, aesthetic, season on pinterest and pick the first one

thank you for the tag @s33th1ngg

tags ; @mistysconcilium @fear-is-truth @orienteddreamerrr @urmomsg1rlfreind @andiiloveher

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meeee

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Jayce and Viktor give me James and Regulus vibes ya know?

Like they'll find eachother in every universe, but they'll never be able to hold on to one another long enough. They'll meet everytime, but tragedy will always strike

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It's finals week so this is your formal reminder.

YOUR BODY CANNOT FUNCTION ON ONLY ENERGY DRINKS/COFFEE. DRINK SOME WATER AND EAT SOME REAL FOOD.

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reblog if you’re a writer who feels guilt whenever they’re not writing and being productive, so I know I’m not the only one lol

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HELP

I need someone to beta read and OdyPoli Fanfic I've been writing. This would include changing errors, giving suggestions and helping me come up with chapter names pls.

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Five Nights at Freddy's: Security Breach Script Template

My hyperfixation came back lol

Here's a preview, just duplicate the template and enjoy!

Please go to my page and request templates! I don't know what to make but I want to make more templates for people

Security Breach Script

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OdyPoli Fanfic on Ao3

Penelope is dead, Odysseus is at a crossroads, Polites doesn't die. and they all suffer!! Yippee!!

Please read I promise it's good! My friend says so.