#and then i found ctimene/eurylochus/polites

[caramellcandy]

Eurypoli fankid! (shhhhh don't mention that she literally has my name, I am not creative)

she was found by polites on a tree when they were exploring an island where there wasn't anyone else, they don't know where she came from

when she's cold she likes wearing he uncle's cloak(she considers Odysseus her uncle)

and if they do get back to Ithaca she would also be Ctimene's child but like in most universes they don't, she usually ends up dying with eurylochus (in a version Zeus leaves her alive and she ends up with ody for the rest of the journey)

they improvise clothes for her with eury's clothes until they can stop on an island to get more, Circe probably would give her clothes but I'll design her more outfits later, right now I wanted to just do a quick design for the epic fankid month

[the-unknown-fandom]

(MY) EPIC Headcanons

I love Jorge work so much (Suffering/Puppeteer are my favorites). I also like to thank OSP for giving a brief summary of the Odyssey.

After Odysseus kills/murders the suitors he spends a month relaxing with his son and Penelope.

Odysseus tells Telemachus about his Uncle Polites/Uncle Eurylochus.

Odysseus tells Telemachus about his adventures.

Circe becomes an aunt to Telemachus and a mother figure to Odysseus (Because I said so). Even though Circe doesn't come to Ithaca she sends letters to them.

I'd d like to think Odysseus was a heavy sleeper but became a light sleeper during his adventures.

During the song 'Underworld' Polites was singing open arms, but was holding the baby from the song 'The Infant and the Horse'.

When Ody first met Penelope he LITERALLY tucked a hair behind his ear. Penelope found it cute. Telemachus gets that trait whenever he is flustered & reminds Pene of his father.

Hermes is the Grandfather to Ody. (When researching how Hermes is related to Ody it was tricky and I gave up).

Penelope is the man in the relationship (Change my mind).

Odysseus was scared as shit to go near water because of Poseiden. Took him a few years to heal from that.

Odysseus doesn't know this, but Athena thought Odysseus as a son, a companion, someone closes to her. Even after their falling out, Athena goes out of her way to protect Odysseus. Which is shocking even to the gods. Gods aren't really attacted to mortals.

During Thunder Bringer Zeus actually consider to spare Odysseus crew if Odysseus was to sleep with him (whether he wanted to or not), but Hera intervened. Hera is very protective of men who are very faithful to their partners (Ex: Ody). Plus she knows Odysseus will always stay faithful to Penelope and she loves that about him.

Helena of Troy (after being rescued) had nightmares, even with her husband she's still scared that Paris or any of the trojans coming to get her back to Paris. Menelaus really wanted to rip Paris part by part because of the pain he caused to his wife.

During his childhood, Telemachus would always sleep next to his mother, Telemachus always feared that one of the suitors would violate his mother when he wasn't there to protect her.

Hermes gave Odysseus magic weed- Athena almost beat the shit outta him for that.

(In the Odyssey) Hermes did NOT like Calypso after what she did to Odysseus. Ares had to restrain him from going after Calypso.

Odysseus learned some flirting tips from Circe that he tried to use on Penelope (It didn't work, but he did get a kiss!), Penelope tried the same and Odysseus was a flustered mess.

Athena checks up on Ithaca once n' a while, Odysseus knows this and always left a window opened for the Goddess to watch over his family and kingdom.

While Poseiden was attacking Odysseus for blinding his son, half of it was because he was claimed by Athena, but now because Odysseus wasn't claimed by Athena anymore, Poseiden could do more harm.

Odysseus is a short king (that we almost stan ✨️), he was at the height of his father when he was in his early teens. Odysseus was recored as the shortest king of Ithaca, his son being only 2 inches higher than him.

Odysseus comforted his sister about Eury's death. Eurylochus was married to Odysseus younger sister, Ctimene, making Eurylochus Odysseus brother in law (Odysseus actually helped Eurylochus marry his sister, because he knew Eurylochus was the right and prefect husband for his sister.

(Will update this soon)

[witless-winion1]

“Ah! Eurylochus, you’ve never met my sister, have you?…Well, this is Ctimene. Ctimene, Eurylochus!”

This was quickly becoming a problem. 

Eurylochus had never had many issues with sleeping. Sure, sometimes in the summer he overheated, or he’d be pestered with some random ideas or melodies in his mind. But never anything like this. It was like this image was harassing him, keeping him awake. He stared at the ceiling and rubbed his eyes with a soft groan. 

Why was the image of his friend’s younger sister, of all people, tormenting him, stealing sleep from him in the wee hours of the morning? It was maddening! 

He turned over on his side, then the other way, staring at the wall. 

The way her shiny brown hair dropped from it’s intricate updo. The dimples she shared with Odysseus. The way her hazel eyes had lingered on him. The quiet, pleased tone of her voice as she nodded to him with a smile and taunted him with a mere greeting. Surely she hadn’t meant to taunt him? But even if she did, how was she managing to estrange him from Hypnos’ domain so effectively?! 

Eurylochus sighed again, a bit louder then necessary this time, and forced his body to still, squeezing his eyes shut. If he held them closed for long enough, he would eventually drift off, right?

Right…

Eurylochus. Hah, look at that, he’s practically dead. Eurylochus!

He groaned softly as something smacked at his cheek.

Hey, not too hard. Don’t hurt him. 

Oh, he’s fine. Wake up already. 

Eurylochus’ eyelids fluttered, coming to awareness enough to swat at someone’s hand. “Wha- ‘m awake, stop that.”

“‘About time.” When he opened his eyes, he found Odysseus hovering over him and withdrawing his hand, while Polites crouched beside him. 

“You fell asleep while we were taking a break from sparring,” Polites supplied helpfully, noting his confusion. “Are you feeling all right, my friend? You seem exhausted.” 

“He’s not wrong,” Odysseus cut in, his arms crossing as he leaned on the same tree Eurylochus did. “Like a dead man walking.”

“I’m fine,” Eurylochus defended.  

Polites merely hummed. “Okay…I’m gonna go get you some water, then.” With a thankful nod from Eurylochus, he got up and jogged away. 

Odysseus looked down at him, eyebrow raising. “Having a hard time sleeping, are you? Anything on your mind?”

Eurylochus felt the lower half of his face warm. “No,” he said, and perhaps something in his tone was off, because Odysseus clearly didn’t believe him. 

“You’ve been acting kinda tired ever since last week,” he said, squinting down at where the taller boy sat on the grass. “And the only thing out of the ordinary that I can think of that happened last week is…”

Oh, no.

“..I introduced you to Ctimene.” 

Athena just had to take the prince in and train him to be so observant and quick. 

“Whatever you’re thinking, I’m sure you’re mistaken.” 

“Ah, so I’m onto something, then,” Odysseus smirked. 

“You’re chasing your own foolish imagination.”

“Not as much as as you’re chasing sleep. And my sister…”

Dear gods, these royal siblings. They were going to be the death of him. 

[nastkuro]

credit: Paul Cezanne "Still Life with apples" 1890

SO! Just yesterday I read this expression: In ancient Greece, there was a tradition that if a man wanted to propose marriage to a woman, he would throw her an apple, and the offer was considered accepted if the woman caught it Why don't I make headcanons based on this? Let's go!!

eurymene: I should point out that, in my opinion, Ctimene received the same training as Odysseus. For prevention. So then Eurylochus threw her an apple; Ctimene caught it. . . and throw the apple back in Eury's hands reflexively. Because of this, it looked like Ctimene wanted to propose marriage to Eurylochus, not the other way around. Actually, it didn't seem like he was not happy of that. opypen: Odysseus work VERY HARD for this moment. Nothing could wrong, not today. And all was just great! Ody propose marriage in beautiful garden, under the olive tree where they first met. Before this he sprinkled hawthorn and rose petals on the road and persuaded the servants to send Penelope here. Penelope came! Ody says very cute and full of love speech. He is going to throw the apple but Penelope says turn it to him. It turns out that a heart has already been cut out on the apple. How the Spartan Princess could not knew about what is happened in her own palace? Although later they threw the apple anyway. Circe x Hermes: Circe perfectly caught the apple and threw it back in Hermes's face. The messenger, in his turn, caught the apple with his mouth and bit a little from it. She was aiming at him, guys. Circelope: Circe baked an apple pie, where all apples were like hearts. After that she asks Penelope to cut the pie into pieces. And how Penelope was happy when she figured this out! It was so cute for her. She even gave Circe a restrained but full of love kiss on her lips. (Actually, Circe was concerned about whether Penelope would guess it or not.) Calypso x Polites: Calypso learnt a lot about Ithacan culture and society rules from Polites, who was very excited about teaching her everything. She still was awkward, but she was really trying to do things right, to do things like someone who wasn't living on an isolated island alone with no opportunity to leave. So she decided to propose a marriage to her lover, like he would propose marriage to her. But there was a little nuance. She didn't know what before the "throw apple thing" there must be some signs about it or the right atmosphere. Because of this, Calypso had to explain to Polites that she had not just offered him an apple but had asked him to marry her. Antinous x Odysseus: (TW | CW: A hint of an unhealthy relationship) Odysseus shot from his old bow with an arrow, where there had been a very red apple. And, actually, it stuck strangely close to Antinous's head. . . Hermes x Tiresias: Hermes was creative about such special events for both of them. But. . . no one could force him to reject doing some funny things, right? Right. So he has found a two-headed snake that was around the apple. Pretty good joke, isn't it? The one thing Hermes didn't know was what Tiresias already knew: what Hermes wanted to do in the future. And he doesn't appreciate this joke ( and he didn't catch the apple or snakes because. . . because he is blind ).

I hope you enjoyed it! I've been working very hard on this, so I expect your positive and strong reaction:)

[simpformoonkight]

♡ Extra ! : My Ctimene…

After Odysseus managed to get his two companions back on the ship after the whole lotus eaters fiasco. He has told them what they had found out and ordered to set sail towards the west unti they find a cave.

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The day turned into night, and y/n hadn’t been able to sleep like most nights.

She sat at the front of the ship looking into the night sky while a woman with.. unidentifiable features but her red hair stood out the most, she was seated near her although her back was to the front and was talking to the h/c girl.

“My dear, you have to rest your eyes at least once, it’s not heathy, you’ll end up getting hurt” she had tried to convince her with a soft caring tone, but the girl just hummed at her.

She sighed and tried again “my child.. what if you are needed and you won’t be able to function properly without sleep or at least resting your eyes..” she stated with concern laced in her voice “mother.. I-“ just as she was about to reply a voice cut her-

“Y/n?” A man’s voice questioned behind her, before turning to him she looked to the space next to her that was preoccupied with the woman.. but she is no longer there.

She had turned around to face the man and it was… Eurylochus!

“By the gods kid…” he muttered under his breath rubbing his eyes with one of his hands while the other was preoccupied with the candle light

“Why are you awake at this hour?” He questioned her looking her dead in the eyes, she just shrugged at him and turned around to face the ocean.

He sighed and sat next to her where the woman was once preoccupying the space and put the candle between them.

“You know…” he started talking “I haven’t told you about my wife haven’t I ?” She shook her head and he reached into a space in his chiton “this is her ..” she took the paper out of his hand and opened it.

The woman was simply.. beautiful. She had short, wavy brown hair, her eyes brown, her face a bit round with a mole under her left eye and a warm soft smile.

“She seems.. soft” you said in a low voice. Eurylochus was shocked for a moment but recovered quickly

“My ctimene..”he had introduced her “getting an artist to draw her was pretty expensive but it was worth everything..” he sighed dreamily staring off into the ocean “oh I would anything to get back to her” she had handed him back the drawing and he was staring at it, with a loving gaze.

“at the time, we were planning on having kids, before the war had happened. Little playmates for Telemachus” he chuckled a bit “having our little us running around causing chaos, with her mischievousness of course. That would be a dream come true” he folded the paper and put it back to where it was.

He stood up taking the candle “kid, I told you this because I know your father is back in Ithaca waiting for your safe return,”he started, she looked at him paying attention “therefore he doesn’t want you to die bc you didn’t get enough sleep and lost focus.”he put his hand out for her to take.

“….” She stared at his hand for a moment and thought about he had said and her mother, she decided to take it and he helped her up.

“Don’t let me catch you awake at this late time, or else I’m telling polites” he threatened her, she snickered a bit waving goodbye to him and heading to her shared room with her captain.

As he didn’t trust anyone with her— maybe Eurylochus and polites but they already share a room.

Now the cave is near and the food awaits them…

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Note : would anyone mind if I change y/n to another name? Or would you all still prefer y/n?

Thanks!

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[skulkiee]

HELLO :D

Part eight of the siren au guyssss i am excited about this chapter!!

Quiet now, you're gonna wake the beast, hide your soul out of his reach

Odysseus stares up at the Ithacan palace from under his hood.

Home. He is home.

He shares a warm smile with Eurylochus, and listens to Elpenor's laughter behind him, to Perimedes' excited voice. A little owl perches over the main doorway to the palace and catches his gaze.

"Ready?" Odysseus asks the others, turning to his crew and the small group of sirens that had shifted their bodies so they could walk, and then followed them up to the palace.

•

"Ready?" Odysseus asks. Polites smiles, glad to be home despite the bloodbath he knows is ahead of them.

Epolenep had walked into the palace two days before, to see the situation and speak to Penelope, so they all knew about the violence of the almost seventy something suitors. Such a shame that sirens are built to kill, then, isn't it?

He and Hyacinthus part from the group, walking around the back of the palace, while the others pull cloaks around their shoulders, covering their weapons and identities and slip into the hall, mingling with the suitors.

Polites knows the paths here well, and he leads Hyacinthus to a small door that opens just next to the staircase leading to the queen's chambers. He reaches his mind out as he walks, letting the siren in him take over. Latching onto the suitors and letting his body change around him until it is Penelope that walks through that door, until it is his sister's face that he is wearing. Hyacinthus does the same so that when Polites turns and looks at him a boy stands there, who he assumes is supposed to be Telemachus.

Gods, Telemachus couldn't be any older than fourteen or so, and he had to live with those disgusting men in his home. Polites lets the anger bubble up in him.

•

Epolenep smiles when she sees Polites walking towards her, Hyacinthus just behind him, their disguises flawless, the only differences their slightly pointed ears. Which she knows the Ithacan queen has anyways because of her oceanid mother.

She places the bow in Polites' hands, and he meets her grin. He's come a long way since they first found him and he could barely hold himself together, let alone keep a disguise and song up long enough to do anything even slightly effective.

Epolenep can see Alope and Cleito slipping through the crowd in the next room when she looks. It's safe to say, though she would never admit it, that the queen of the creatures of the western seas is proud of these four sirens that she took in as if they were her own. (She is proud of Patroclus too, and though sad and angry that he is dead, she knows full well that he would rather be with his dear Achilles.)

If any of them get hurt-

Well. Whoever hurt them would die a very slow and very painful death.

•

Penelope cracks her door open slightly, watching the three figures in the hallway nod to each other and step into the hall. The tallest of the three, the one that's pretending to be her, begins to sing, and she can tell very clearly that the siren is not her since she is not the target and since they are wearing her face.

It is incredibly unnerving, to hear herself speaking just a room away.

It is incredibly exciting, to know that soon these men will be gone from her home, that soon her family will be home.

Penelope will shut her door when the slaughter begins, but she knows she will still hear their screams. And she will revel in them.

•

Antinuos looks up when the suitors around him fall silent, their heads turning to the doorway. Where Penelope, Telemachus and Ctimene stand. He could have sworn that Telemachus was off doing 'princely' stuff, one of the serving girls literally told him that she saw him leaving.

"Suitors!" Penelope says, and the hall falls fully silent, "I have decided at last that i will take one of you as my own." She flicks her hand and two serving girls walk out of the crowd and start setting up a row of axes.

A challenge, then? Antinuos smirks, he's the strongest of the suitors, this will be easy.

"Whoever can string my husband's old bow, and shoot through twelve axes cleanly," the queen says. Antinuos only half notices the melodic tune in her voice that isn't usually there, "Will be the new king, sit down at the throne and rule with me as his queen."

Muttering breaks out in the hall, surely this is too easy, surely lots of them will be able to do this? Simply string a bow and shoot it in a straight line? The person who goes first would be the one to win, surely?

Antinuos stands up, "Brothers! Let the nice lady speak." He laughs. They all know he's not saying it to be nice to the queen, merely to hope to win her hand. (To hear more about this 'challenge' of her's, so he could more easily win.)

Penelope smiles at him, and her eyes are sharp and dangerous, but the suitor doesn't notice that, too busy thinking himself better than everyone else.

•

Hyacinthus is terrified. He didn't realise there would be this many men, and they all look at him like they want him to meet a painful end.

Or rather, they want the young boy who he is pretending to be to meet a painful end. Hyacinthus instantly feels bad for the poor prince at that thought. How must it be growing up with these brutes around you?

The way they look at Polites, or the queen, as he speaks is even more scary. Maybe that's because of the horror stories Epolenep has told him, the tales Cleito has shared of how she had killed men who thought themselves deserving of her, Alope's nightmares.

So Hyacinthus feels scared. Scared of how the suitors look at him and his friend, and then remembers that they're not looking at Hyacinthus and Polites like that, but instead the prince and the queen. And then determinedness settles in his gut. Determinedness to help the innocent people who live in this palace.

He watches as Polites walks towards the man that seems to be the leader, the one that told the others to shut up, carrying the bow in his hands, "Let the arrow fly, once you know that your aim is true." Polites grins and places the bow in the man's hands.

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Eurylochus watches from the shadows, the suitors' weapons safely hidden away in the armoury, as Polites grins at the seeming leader of the suitors, before swiftly turning away and throwing his arms wide, "Cause I'd rather die than grow old without the best of you!" He meets Eurylochus' eyes on that last sentence.

Eurylochus smiles. Polites is pulling off the act of pretending to be Penelope perfectly, using that old flair for the dramatic that both the siblings possess.

"Though i never thought," Polites continues, his voice quieter now, as the suitors start to chatter amongst themselves, walking swiftly down the row of axes that Alope and Cleito set up. Walking swiftly towards the throne, "That these would be the lengths we go for love,"

"What's he doing?" Eurylochus hisses to Odysseus as Polites sits down on the throne, and they both realise that at that angle, if one of the suitors did manage to string Odysseus' bow and shoot through the axes, then the arrow would almost definitely kill him.

"Playing the part." Odysseus whispers back, "My Penelope would definitely do that."

"But he is not Penelope." Eurylochus snaps.

Odysseus just shushes him.

"I would not have it any other way." Polites smiles down at the suitors. There is something dangerous in his voice.

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Athena watches everything play out from the rafters, hidden away in her owl form, waiting for the actual Telemachus to return so she could warn him of the situation. Before he walks in and sees himself standing there.

These sirens are pretty smart, she'll give them that. Sure, that is clearly Penelope's little brother, not the queen herself, but the suitors are too dumb to realise that.

They're too dumb to realise five sirens, three survivors of a decade long war, and the king of Ithaca stand amongst them.

The vulture next to her leans forward slightly, "You promised me blood, Athena." His voice echoes in her mind, "The queen doesn't look like she's about to kill anyone."

Evidently, Ares is also too dumb to realise that that's a siren too.

"I didn't promise you anything, brother." Athena thinks back, "I just mentioned in passing that Odysseus might murder all the men in his home."

"Yeah yeah." Ares sighs.

"Well i think it's sweet." Aphrodite decides to join the conversation, her white dove's feathers stark against the shadows around her, "Sweet that the queen would sit there, so even if a suitor did win her challenge and get to marry her, she would be dead! Sweet that the king would cause so much death for her!"

"That is a siren, Aphrodite." Apollo sits on Athena's other side, "A siren i very much hate. He needs to stop changing destiny already. Odysseus is back seven years early."

"Oh shut up already, 'Pollo!" Hermes' laughter sounding in all their heads, "I wanna watch my great grandson kill some bad people now!"

Athena sighs.

Hermes starts speaking again after a moment, "And then i can laugh at their ghosts. It'll be funny watching their faces when they realise they won't be able to cross the Styx."

The Gods are interrupted from their discussion by a loud shout breaking through the voices of the suitors.

"Screw this competition!"

From the separate reactions of Odysseus and his new friends, Athena reckons that this was very much not a part of their plan.

Heheheh :D Sirens are fun to mess around with.

Also yes, Ody is back seven years early because he didn't end up on Calypso's this time because the universe hates him less.

@acpola01 @ghosthazard @corvisclouds

[kyosino]

The Olive and the Laurel

[Written by Kyosino]

Years before the winds of war swept across Greece, Eurylochus, King of Same, and Ctimene, the younger sister of Odysseus, lived a life of quiet contentment in their kingdom. Their marriage, born of alliance and affection, was a union that strengthened ties between Ithaca and Same, while also uniting two hearts that shared a deep understanding of duty and love.

Ctimene had married Eurylochus not long after her brother Odysseus ascended as king of Ithaca. Though their marriage began as a political arrangement, it soon blossomed into a partnership rooted in mutual respect. Eurylochus admired Ctimene's intelligence and her sharp wit, while she found comfort in his steadfast nature and the quiet strength he brought to his rule.

Same was a prosperous island, known for its fertile fields and calm harbors. Under Eurylochus’s reign, it flourished as a place of peace and stability. Ctimene, having grown up in the shadow of her adventurous brother, found a new role as queen. She worked alongside Eurylochus to improve the lives of their people, overseeing trade and ensuring that Same remained a strong ally to Ithaca.

In their private moments, they would walk together along the cliffs overlooking the sea, talking of dreams and fears. Ctimene often spoke of her hopes for a family, while Eurylochus shared his desire to keep Same at peace, far from the conflicts that often plagued their world.

“You worry too much,” Ctimene would say, her hand resting lightly on his arm. “The gods have blessed us with peace. Let us enjoy it while we can.”

Eurylochus would smile, though the weight of kingship never fully left his shoulders. “Peace is fragile, my love. But as long as you stand beside me, I feel stronger to face whatever may come.”

That peace was shattered when messengers arrived bearing news of Helen's abduction and Menelaus’s call to arms. As one of the Achaean kings, Eurylochus was bound by the oaths sworn to Tyndareus to join the alliance against Troy. Though his heart ached at the thought of leaving Ctimene, he knew that his duty as a king and ally could not be ignored.

When he told her of his decision, they stood in the quiet of their chambers. The soft glow of the evening sun filtered through the windows, casting long shadows on the walls.

“I must go,” Eurylochus said, his voice steady but heavy with sorrow. “I have sworn an oath, and I cannot forsake it.”

Ctimene’s eyes filled with tears, though she nodded in understanding. “I knew this day might come. But it does not make it any easier.”

He took her hands in his, his gaze firm and unwavering. “You are my strength, Ctimene. While I am away, you will rule Same as you always have—with wisdom and grace. And when I return, we will have the life we dreamed of.”

She pressed her forehead to his, drawing comfort from his closeness. “I will wait for you, Eurylochus. No matter how long it takes.”

She watched as his ship sailed away, holding onto the image of his silhouette until it faded into the horizon.

A week later, amidst her duties as queen, Ctimene began to feel an unusual fatigue and bouts of nausea. At first, she dismissed it as stress from Eurylochus’s departure. But when her symptoms persisted, she sought the counsel of an elder healer, who confirmed what her heart already suspected—she was with child.

The news filled Ctimene with a bittersweet mix of joy and sorrow. She placed a hand on her belly, whispering, “You will know your father’s strength, little one. And you will see him again.”

The child growing within her became a beacon of hope and purpose. Though the war loomed like a storm over their lives, Ctimene resolved to carry on not only for the people of Same but for the child she now carried. She poured her energy into her duties, ensuring the island remained stable and strong.

In the quiet moments of the night, she would sit by the open window, gazing at the stars, and speak softly to her unborn child. “Your father is a good man,” she would say. “Brave and true. He will return to us, and we will be a family again.”

Though the war stretched on and news of the Achaean forces came only sporadically, Ctimene remained steadfast. The people of Same saw their queen’s strength and rallied behind her, unaware of the private hope she carried within her.

As the months passed, her belly grew, and with it, her resolve. She would teach her child of Eurylochus’s courage and love, ensuring that the bond they shared as a family would endure, no matter the distance or time.

Ctimene prayed to the gods daily, not only for the safe return of her husband but for the future of their child—a symbol of the love that sustained her through the darkest of days.

[thestellargoblin]

Okay, so lately I fell in love with "Before the coffee gets cold" books, currently reading "Tales from the cafe" (The Best Friends chaper broke me :) ) and I've been thinking a lot about and came up with an idea:

Before the coffee gets cold au Epic The Musical (and Odyssey a lil bit) fic

Here's the general concept, haven't figured out all the details yet, but it's been eating my brain so I decided to share it here:

Basically the cafe is called Ithaca (duh), it allows to travel in time. It works the same as in the book, same rules - like not being able to change the present or being able to meet only people who visited the cafe. Owners of it are Odysseus and Ctimene (my girl is here because let me have the nice things), who inherited it from their parents. Also Penelope and Eurylochus also work there, helping their partners.

Seven years (number may change) ago Odysseus and his best friend Polites went missing. Poli's body was found but nobody have seen Ody since he disappeared. He's considered dead by most of the people (not his family tho!!!)

Currently cafe is run by Ctimene, Penelope and Eurylochus (who is there and doesn't die because I say so, tho that might change), Ctimene taking the role of Kazu, pouring the coffee to the ones who want to time-travel. Telemachus, who was ten (or maybe younger? still figuring out timeline) when Ody went missing, is also there. Athena too, I imagine her being like maybe some sort of detective and family friend. Telemachus is trying to covince her to pick up searching for Ody again. Maybe Athena and Ody had their massive fallout soon before his disappearance?

Story would be probably heavely centered around Odysseus being missing. I imagine Telemachus traveling back in time to meet his father again. Like him going back in time with camera or something like that, probably like lying to past Ody and Pen that it's anniversary gift for future them or something like that. And Penelope traveling to the future because she want to believe he will come back but just it's been so hard for her lately that she desperately needs a proof for some comfort (but he's not the one she'll meet there :)). Also maybe future Odysseus traveling long back in time to Polites because he blames himself for his death? Something like that, not sure yet. I also kinda want Athena to time travel, maybe to the day of the argument? Again, still thinking. Also I want to somehow incomporate suitors, not sure how tho yet. Probably more timetravels, but these ones are the ones I have in my head right now.

Also. ALSO. The ghost lady on the chair (who didn't drink the coffee before it got cold while time traveling). Yeah, its Anticlea :). Yeah it happened while Ody was away :))).

That's probably all I have for now, but might elaborate on this soon!

[your-luck-ran-out]

“If I were to make you choose…”

“You and I’ll go ahead!”

“I can’t have you disagreeing each route.”

(ooc under the cut)

hi this is mod, my name is sal :)

this AU has a lot of plot holes, but the essential changing point is that Zeus asked Eurylochus if he should kill him or everyone else instead of Odysseus. from there, he also went to Odygia, and escaped after another nine years. (the first plot hole, because god knows who let him out but someone had to).

after Odygia, he found his way completely around Ithaca, back to Same. he now hides in Same, out of shame, or fear, who knows, completely oblivious to Ithaca’s corrupted state, and Ctimene’s well-being. so far, with enough forethought, he hasn’t been recognized.

Odysseus and Polites’ ghosts have found their way to him, though. so-

also, I included that because Polites has been dead longer, his memory is a little more scattered. for funsies. Odysseus will probably get that way too eventually.

I’m okay with any interaction tbh as long as it’s not nsfw we chill

this is both going to be so silly and angsty and overall probably ooc. imo I’m just here to have fun y’all, so yeah

(mod and Polites use he/they, Eurylochus and Odysseus use he/him)

your time has come : angst tag

full speed ahead : lore(/related) tag

…what?? : silly tag

#I’m Just a Man 🌊 - Odysseus

#This Life is Amazing 🍋‍🟩 - Polites

#How Much Longer 🗡️ - Eurylochus

[just-a-mer]

"Yes. Polites had known me to be a siren since we were children before I was given legs. Eurylochus only found out by a fleeting comment from my sister, Ctimene." He explains, a fond expression crossing his face before it fades at the memory of how their lives had ended. "Of my crew, only those two knew until I had lost the ability to keep my legs."

“I don’t think I’ve seen a male siren before but… wait…. Are you who I think you are?”

-@siren-of-pearls

There's a moment of hesitance, as Odysseus remembers the last time his name was openly offered. Then he reminds himself that this was not an adversary but another siren. "Only if you're thinking of the king of Ithaca."