#God if they fumble Cyclops again i will be PISSED

[plum-pitt]

me when i find out they’re bringing back all the OG Xmen actors from 25 years ago in the next avengers movie:

“DONT GET EXCITED. ITS JUST A CORPORATE PRODUCT RUNNING ON NOSTALGIA BAIT. ITS NOT GOING TO ADD ANYTHING OF VALUE TO THESE CHARACTERS. THEYRE JUST A GIMMICK THATLL SHOW UP FOR 3 SECONDS FOR AUDIENCE APPLAUSE.”

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“BUT JAMES MARSDEN CYCLOPS-“

[chibi-godz]

Still trying to think of a name for my au, but I’m going to start posting little story bits like this to help flesh it out. And so I can better characterize my versions of the gods and Odysseus. I haven’t written in ages so this is going to be mid as hell lol

My current name for this AU is “Lost at Sea” but idk. Let me know if you guys have any ideas for possible names.

Also changed the divider to one made by cafekitsune :)

Spring and a Storm

The sea appeared endless from Odysseus’s point of view. In every direction there was nothing but differing shades of blue. No island or rocks; even the sirens that pestered him earlier in his adventure were long gone. While it was refreshing to sail without the threat of being pulled in and eaten, this particular scenery only added to the hopelessness pooling in his heart. He couldn’t keep track of time. How long had it been since he escaped that cyclops? Days? Weeks? A month?

Each day was all the same, they blurred together like a never ending hell of mundane sailing and fishing. Was this his life now? The disgraced king of Ithaca stuck at sea, slowly wasting away never to see his homeland again. Would he even be welcomed back? He had failed everyone. His crew, his family, Athena… nobody was left.

*clicking*

Odysseus’s nearly jumped out of his skin at the sound, his head whipping down to see a dolphin swimming awfully close to his raft. He scoffed.

“You must be the reason I can’t catch anything.” He tried to add some humor to his tone, but he was too tired and hungry to do so. The dolphin answers with a few more clicks, ducking below the waves before returning to the raft. Before Odysseus could attempt another quip, a strong splash of water strikes him in the face from the dolphin.

“Ack- !!” He drops his fishing rod, instinctively trying to clear his face from the salt water attack. Meanwhile the dolphin clicked in a way reminiscent of laughter. Odysseus manages to clear his eyes, a faint sting of irritation left from the water that managed to enter his lids. In his frustration, his hand found the closest thing it could and chucked it at the dolphin. The creature ducked beneath the waves for good this time. Odysseus was far too irritated to revel in this minor victory…

Until the sea began to shake. The waves grew more hostile, throwing Odysseus’s raft forward until it slammed into the chest of a looming figure that sprouted from the chaos.

“You dare throw bait at me?!” A raspy voice growled out from the figure, bright yellow eyes narrowed in offense. There was only one answer to the opponent before him: Poseidon.

“I- I didn’t know-“

“Silence.” The god holds up a hand. “Even if I were a common delphinidae, it wouldn’t change a thing. You harm one of my friends within diving range of my palace.” It was clear from his expression, Poseidon was pissed. And in range of his palace… that’s why the sirens had dispersed. “What gives you the right?”

Odysseus tried to plead and reason, to use his silver tongue to ease the god’s anger, but he had lost his confidence long ago, and his vice wavered. He fumbled over his words, which he could tell only annoyed the god further. Eventually the king’s voice gave out, accepting his fate. Poseidon finally let an amused grin show at the mortal’s pitiful surrender.

“Was that it?” He taunted, leaning over the raft and holding it in place. “You’ve got nothing else to say?”

Odysseus could only hang his head in shame.

“I almost feel bad for you.” Poseidon musters. “Almost.” He lifts a mighty hand, ready to summons his trident before booming sound clapped through the air.

Both Poseidon and Odysseus look up, one significantly more confused than the other. The previously clear skies have now been covered by a blanket of clouds. Poseidon clenches his shark-like teeth together in irritation. “This fucker…”

He turns to the sky. “Stay out of this!”

“Why should I?” A deep voice echoes from above. Two large hands part the clouds, revealing an all too familiar face. “You’re interrupting my show.”

“Your show?” Poseidon spits back. “Surely you can’t find anything about this mortal entertaining. Not enough to keep him alive, that is.”

“Oh, I beg to differ.” Zeus floats down from the heavens, landing on the raft which creaked under his weight. The king of gods dwarfed Odysseus in size. “He’s been quite the joy to observe. Besides, you know I can’t ignore a damsel in distress.”

Poseidon huffs and shrinks into a less intimidating size, standing on the waves with ease. “Brother, you can’t possibly be serious.”

“I am.”

“What if Hera-“

Zeus’s smug expression is immediately replaced with a serious one. “Do not mention her.”

There’s a tense moment of silence before Zeus’s usual smirk returns. “Besides, when have I ever listened to her?”

Poseidon rolls his eyes and mutters, “It’s not just her you don’t listen to.” Zeus lets out a booming laugh and wraps an arm around his brother’s shoulder. “Come now, Poseidon. Just look at him.” He gestures to Odysseus.

“What would you get from killing such a little creature?”

Poseidon huffs. “Satisfaction?”

Zeus chuckles and shakes his head. “There’s no satisfaction in killing ants, brother.” Poseidon groans but inevitably agrees.

“Fine.” The sea god takes a moment to look at Odysseus, now without his anger clouding his judgement. “I guess he is cute. In a wet cat sort of way.”

“H- Hey,” Odysseus finally finds his voice again. Not that the gods pay it any mind.

“Exactly! In a wet cat sort of way. Reminds me of a certain someone’s phase-“

“You’re pushing your luck Zeus.”

Oh boy…