#maybe that’s even more reason for them to be afraid

[ask-postcrash-curly]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0E4haJHYUJw

sorry can s.omeone please helpme please and quicker this time its worse sorry thankyou justneed it to stop fast please, i am quite afraid its fucking fireworks isnt even thesaem thing that happened to me,and itsnot real why does ithurt that s so pointless im sick of it im nevergoing to be able to be a person again if i have a panic ove r eveyrthing i nwant to go home soon now

pleasmake it turn off fast thank you love you help im scared

supposed to be strong this isso stupid hahaha. ow ow ow ow

cananyone haer me. pleas em ake it turn off cant do this one forso long its makingme panic every time oneofthem goes off haha it doesnt even soundthe same it was muchlouder when iitreally happened

what if the asteroid goes into a star a sun and idont die because im not allowed ever and i ahve to beo nfire forever!! that would be bad i don t want that . oh my god what the fuck am i talking about. maybe i shoudl just scream really loud and then jimmy will come and maybe he'll hit me hard enough to make itstop

no hah okay nope im not goingt o do that . thatss not a good plam at all! then iwould probably cry and he owudl hitme more!! cheers!!!!!!!! hahaha

are any of you there i want it to stop fast please. please can the time delay things not work this time idont want to wait that long .

nooo no it's fine i mean cmon the only reason that it took so long last time's because oft hhe dleays and then all the good videos came at once and it was good theyll . theyre not going to ignore me its okay that will not happen. oh god but i cant wait that long not again pleasecan you break the itme delya this time i dont want to i dont want to do this anymore

i migth start screming by accdint . i dont want to do that i t will make anya upset and jhimmy wuill be angyr and. i dont want him to be angry he might . be agnry. whyis eveyrone angyr with me all thetime i dont try to be frustrating i dont i reallydont . i dont want to be by myself anymore can you please. the rescueline disconnceted and no one can do anything to helpme please acn soemhone help me befroe i make it worse and scream haha oh mygod no i was wrong its the same its the same the sound is different but the way the colors burst across youreyelids when you shut themisthe same and tehn you cant shut them anymore and it hurts it hurts andeverything is white and then its red and youcant even scream youcant move and its just burnign and it takestoo long to pass out why did it take so long i felt evyrting it ev en when iw asnt awake i oculd feel it burnign

and i think i think he left me in there on purpose i think hewanted to make sure i coldnt get better i think he wanted to hurt me i htink he was angyr stilll about the firing an waht i sadi in the cockpit afterhis eval i think maybe thats why he hates me now i didnt i didnt know jimmy i wouldnthave said that if iknew why are you angry i wanted. to help why would you hurther jim she didnt do anytihng to you why would you why would you hurt her why would you hurt me wgy do you keep hurting me. idont ressist anymore so youdont have to push so hard dont have to reach sofar why do you . you want to hurt me yeah? you want to and itsnot because ofanything but you and me. jimmy anya soembdoy cann you make the fireworks go away for me please i will be better

please can aynoe hear me im sc ared im so scared i dont want to beon fire agian it hurt so much and wheni. woke up i couldnt stop screaming . i ocudnt stop im going tos cream aagain and hes going to hit me but nope he wont kill me he wont knock me out because i have to feel it i have to feel veyrthing all the time i cant even sleep!!! that woudl be too peaceful and i dont get to have it peaceful no no no!!!!!!! not allowed for curlly to hvave peaceful i have to be feleing all of it

i onyl had two days i only had two days iwanted to help but i was scared ishouldntmake excuses im sorry nevermind nevermind im sorry anyaimsory shoudnthave been you never you never anybody else i shoudlvedonesomething i shoudlve let us both die whenwe werekids ojgod no no i cantwant him todie hewas. my firned no no no he hurtssherbieng selfish why did i tell them why did i let her tell him why did i let him go in there why did i go in there

i wish it had killed me then it woudlnt stil hurt its been so so so so long forever humanbody isnt supposed to fele this way for so long icant do it anymore iwish they ddint all ahte me s omuch i dindt crash thesip i didnt do it i didnt i neverwouldve done it whyd theybleve you so easilyi am i thiat easy to, did anyoen ever likeme or did they all feel the same as you jimmy is that why. deado pixels everywehr theye all dead pixels and i ahve to bealive its not fair no no haha it is fair this is this is what happens when you dont do anythign now you dont get to!!!!!!cant fix anythuing no matere how muchyou want toooo

cant do anything ever and iut always hurts and shes aways crying andhe doesnt smile anymore and i dont seehim naymore hes drinnkinghismelf to death and none fo them aluagh they used to laugh i miss mmy parents i miss closing my eyes i miss when thinsgs were soft andpeople hugged me evenif it was just pretend and they didnt care i could believe it sometimes and it didnthurt

i wanna go home

i wnana go to sleep

im reallyscared that im going to scream soon not onpurpose

can anybody hear or amitalkingto nothing . can anyeone hear me? icanrt. see anything exceot, the

hah ha am i tlaking too much . i think i am . why would you give this to me. youknow it would hurt me . why does eveyrone liek to hurt me am i that awful or is it that fun . ah hahaha. it jus. it kepe s on going. ahahahaahaha. and anotheranotther anohter another another!!!! is htis because i c omplaiend about the fireare youmad at me because iwouldnt stop saying it overand over wouldnt shut up god it's so annoyign haha right thats it yeah? youask ove and over and nothing chagnes so you have to stop before you get hurt because therse a reaseono they dont listen and if you keep asking againanda again and again forever theyll make you pay.

im soryr ill. be quiet

youdont have to make it go away this time , i can. deal with itthis time until it ends if you dont do it agian. could we make that deal, is that all right can we

amibeing punished

i think i am

or maybe not . only persons get punished im not a perosn im a toy i think . thats it thats all it is anymore and hwen a toy breaks you break it moreandmoreandmore and thneyou throw itawya into the incinerator to burn forever yeah?

everyneos going to go away. whoeven cares right? got thier own lives. own worlds other worlds better worlds. better world where im gone!!! got real friends haha got reaaal families real sons. and the firworks keeo going and eveyrone goes away!!! boom boom boom thats anotehr oen gone. jsut me just me all by mysefl in th empty

oh no no no

no no nonoonnononononono im cryingnow i need to stop no ones in here and if he hears me he might

please imsorry if anyones still there please hlep i acnt stop hes going to hear me pleaseimscared

[rhyrhy]

Hear me out… Hockey show off/star Abby and Nerd reader?

Hockey! Abby Drabble

Current day,

“Are you following me?” You asked, looking over your shoulder to see her still, there.

“No” she said quickly. “But let’s say .. I was”

“How would you uh—feel about that?” She added.

“You’re joking right?”

This has been going on for weeks now. Is the same routine, you get done with class and there she is. In all her mighty, jersey number #14, Anderson. Abby, Anderson. Whether it’s her on her phone, talking with a friend, or just leaning on the wall staring into space. She’s waiting. For who actually? She won’t out right say it but you.

At first you thought it was a joke. What on earth did she suddenly want with you. You’ve gone to same school since what, 10th grade. And she never looked your direction then. But for exactly 3 weeks and today being the fourth day like clockwork after your afternoon class, the daunting sight of a tall, blondish- brunette seem to have been filling your vision like clockwork.

“I don’t have time for whatever this is” you brush her off.

“Oh come on. You always do this” she sighs. Following behind you.

Four weeks ago,

She’d never tell you but it did indeed start that way. After a game, the locker room was rowdy per usual. Slaps on the back and bumping shoulders excitedly, after another win.

Abby pulls t-shirt over her shoulder, covering her torso. Hair still damp from the showers.

And Nora continued to list off names. Someone was blasting music from a speaker shoved into a duffel bag. But teammate nora Trying to figure out the current roster that seems to always be rotating. She stretched out her legs and continued.

“Jessica”

“Pass”

“Amanda?”

“Yikes. Hard pass”

Then your name comes up and her head cocks.

“..Are you just making up names now?” she asked, half-distracted.

“No, dumbass know the one with like” she proceeds to vaguely describe you. Emphasize the curve of your ass, typical her. It was less about your personality and more about the way you carried yourself, the way you dressed, the way your legs looked when you walked across campus.

“No idea.” Abby shrugged, turning back to her locker.

“Bullshit,” Nora said, sitting up. “You’ve had classes together since high school.”

“And?”

“And,” Leah cut in, “it’s funny how you don’t notice them, but they definitely don’t notice you either.”

That made Abby pause. Just for a second.

It was a dumb comment, offhand, not meant to stick. But something about it did.

Because that was the thing, wasn’t it? People noticed her. People knew her name before she ever said it. On the ice, around campus—she was used to the attention, even if she didn’t always care for it.

But you? You really didn’t seem to care. And for whatever reason, that got under her skin.

“Maybe she’s just not into the whole hockey thing,” Abby said, shaking it off.

“Or maybe she’s just not into you,” Nora teased, grinning.

That shouldn’t have mattered.

But the next day, when she happened to pass by your class right as it let out, she lingered. Just a second too long. Just long enough to see the way you walked right past her without a second glance.

And then she did it again. And again.

Now?

Now she wasn’t sure if she was waiting for you to notice her— Or if she was afraid you never would. Creepy or not, you were kind of easy to stalk considering you were a creature of habit.

It started with just her putting a face to the name.

Nora was right about..certain attributes. Besides that part, after scolding herself for being a dog. You did keep to yourself, more soft spoken than she was. Aesthetic wise, you two clashed completely.

And you totally caught her staring. A gaze you felt from yards away, blue shards digging into your skin.

Of course you’d picked up on this little dance. she stuck out like a sore thumb on the opposite side of campus. eyes always on yours or places they shouldn’t.

You ignored it, hard.

And the first time she asked you out, you almost laughed in her face. Because she had to be joking.

Until she asked a second , then a third with flowers. And today was probably going to be the fourth. There was simply no escaping those blonde locs and board shoulders.

Current day

“Can we do this tomorrow? I’m exhausted.” You don’t even look at her.

Abby huffs a laugh, but there’s an edge to it. “That’s what you said yesterday.”

You sigh. “And?”

“And—” she steps in front of you, cutting you off. Close enough that you have to stop walking. Close enough that the air between you gets heavier. “You keep pretending like you don’t care, but if you really didn’t, you’d tell me to fuck off for good.”

She waits. Watches your expression. Because she’s right, isn’t she? You haven’t shut her down completely. Just enough to make her work for it. And she was a dog after her bone.

But you don’t let that show. You tip your head, unimpressed. “Maybe I just enjoy watching you try.” Suppressing your amusement.

Abby exhales sharply, shaking her head like she’s trying not to smile. Like she hates that she likes this.

“Tomorrow then,” she mutters, finally stepping aside

And just like that, it’s another round. One she intends on winning.

Not proofread just pulled it out my butt ngl , lowkey might come back to this though

[vin-at-thehub]

Vin wrote a fic for you btw @dustcrumbs

Here it is:

It was late, probably some point when the morning would come up and kiss the night away. The time where the sun wouldn’t rise with color but the moon would fade into the background and hold everything in a soft glow. It was also the point at night where Horror trudged his way back into the palace. He had been actively out all day with the plan of visiting his brother after he handled some supplies runs from Nightmares orders. If things had gone well, he didn’t show it, if it went poorly, he still didn’t show it, having his expression in a held smile. Masking in its own way.

By the time he had made it past the kitchen, to the stairs, he paused, hearing mumbling coming from that room. He stood there for a moment, before the voice of Dust clicked into his skull. Ah, Dust was awake—and talking to himself again-? Horror wasn’t sure who or why Dust spoke to seemingly no one, but he didn’t really mind overall. They were all freaks here, weren’t they-? Why would he have the right to judge Dust-? Especially when Dust had been nothing but nonchalant with him.

Horror smiled as he went and walked himself into the kitchen, eye-lights flashing around as he tried to spot Dust—there he was, mumbling something as he heated up a pot of water over the stove, and tried to strain some leaves into it.

“Whatcha doin bud-?” He asked gruffly, being caught off guard by how low his own voice was. Stars below, he was exhausted, wasn’t he-?

Eh, hopefully the big bad boss would just let him sleep through the day—and then he could stuff his face when he ate later. Maybe. It was still hard to eat without thinking of the people back home that had so little—even though he brought them food, and well, he had noticed the boss’s brother bringing some supplies at all—but at the end of the day, making sure the food didn’t go to waste was still something good to get done.

Dust snapped his skull up at him, knocking him out of his thoughts. Dust had a habit of pulling him out of his thoughts. It was nice. Sometimes Horror would just silently find himself near Dust, knowing that fog in his mind would go away around him.

The hooded skeleton shuffled his feet, eyelights likely flickering to the boiling tea. “Was gonna make you a…er cup of tea.” He said blankly. Horror stared at him in surprise for a second. Well that was a sweet pick me up. Hell, yeah. As he opened his mouth (teeth..-?) to reply with an enthusiastic thank you, Dust had started his mumbling again.

”shut up I’m trying—it’s just tea—..” He hissed to the air. Huh. Horror reached a clawed hand out and tilted his chin up—avoiding just grabbing his face like he used to since it pissed the boss of for some reason when he yanked Dust around like that—and bringing his attention back to him.

”Yah okay bud-?” He asked, tilting his skull so he could basically stare into the others covered eyelights. In a cute, friendly way of course. Dust just nodded, using blue magic to raise the pot and pour the tea into cups, handing one to Horror. Not saying much. Which was fine to him. Whatever he wanted to do was fine. Though Horror couldn’t help but be curious to what he had heard the other say earlier.

——————————————-

“Can I ask yah who you were chattin with-?” Horror asked, and Dust could swear his soul stopped in his ribcage. Papyrus, or whatever was left of him paused. Then he left. Coward. Leaving him alone with Horror after bullying him for making the guy tea. It was just tea, not a soul proposal or something. Dust took a sip of tea as he nodded, trying to silently figure out what to say, and sipping on leaf water was one way to delay his answer.

He wasn’t afraid to tell Horror. Not really. Not like he was trying to seem more sane than he was. But…it would be nicer to still seem slightly put together. It was probably why Horror constantly seeked him out. Right-?

Oh right he had basically downed the entire cup.

Time to talk, he supposed.

”I was..chatting with my version of Paps.” He said with a shrug. Not wanting to go into too much detail, besides, Horror would probably bomb him with questions anyway. Most did.

But as he waited, that bomb never came. Horror just nodded as he sipped thoughtfully on his tea.

“That sounds nice, bein able to chat with your bro a bunch.” He said with a slight grin.

Oh.

oh.

He wasn’t judging, wasn’t pushing him to say anything more, wasn’t acting like this was world shattering news.

Of course he wasn’t.

He was Horror, his perfect fucking man that understood everything far better than anyone would, then anyone gave him credit for. He kept things simple because simple was what they both needed. What the world needed.

Dust felt himself pull into one of his older grins. He wanted to tell Horror something. How he was feeling right now maybe, how nicely his words had effected him, something to make this…partnership stronger—just something. If he wanted to be a bit drastic “that warms the inside of my soul.” Or to be a bit simpler and direct, “I need you to stay with me. You make me feel safe.” Wonderful plan.

What came out was: “I need you inside me.”

…oh he was fucked.

[a-mel0n]

@frogsinflannel your TAGS. i think the moment it clicks for buck that tommy is ABBY's tommy is when patricia goes missing. because abby has a total of 1 friend in canon that helps (carla), she'd also call in tommy for help bc like. tommy and patricia got along, of course he'd help.

(adding a read more bc wow i just kept rambling huh)

so buck gets to abby's place right as tommy showed up and they do a little pointed spiderman meme at each other bc like. they dislike each other, tommy bc buck's immature and also he wants to suck his dick HELLO internalized homophobia, and buck because tommy's so fucking perfect it drives him INSANE. he's so competent at his job and he's so fucking big and the way he calls buck "buckley" makes him want to either lick tommy's cleft chin (which is a perfectly heterosexual thought. ally!) or punch him in the face. maybe both.

they'd be partners at work like how eddie and buck are partners right now, and oh my goddd they get on each others nerves but they work together so well!!! bobby looks at the two of them like: "well i brought on buck to replace sal bc i thought he'd work well with tommy. and he DOES, they just hate each others guts. hmmmm. complicated." anyways back to the point: after they KNOW about the abby of it all their dynamic gets so much worse. buck starts pestering abby for dirt on tommy ("how good was he in bed? for completely straight reasons. i'm better right"), and is sooo antagonistic towards tommy about ending things with abby for (what he thinks) was no reason. full on: "she was devastated and you don't even CARE?" yknow?

tommy's thrown by the fact that he dumped abby and her response was to date someone FROM HIS HOUSE that's 20 years younger than she is. he KNOWS buck is a rebound and is in a temporary relationship, and he's so frustrated because fucking EVAN BUCKLEY can't see that, and can't stop being an ass and nosy about his personal life.

and the entire time abby's just standing in the middle of this weird love-triangle like: "i hear ireland is wonderful this time of year."

anyways they hook up at the end of s1 after abby leaves and buck is happy for approximately 0.2 seconds before tommy says to the 118 that he's thinking of transferring to harbor.

boom s2 starts and eddie joins the 118 while tommy's getting recertified. buck is 10x more antagonistic towards eddie because he's not afraid of eddie replacing HIM, he's pissed the fuck off that eddie's replacing his kinda-friends-with-benefits-kinda-boyfriend-situationship thing with tommy.

sorry just busy thinking about an au where tommy stays at the 118 and him and buck have an enemies to lovers relationship bc

1) despite what current day tommy would like us to believe, tommy version alpha would definitely think buck 1.0 is a himbo. and finding out that buck is dating abby??? guys you dont get it tommy would HAAAATE buck. mostly because tommy wants to suck buck’s dick but also because imagine being one tommy kinard and breaking things off with abby expecting to never see her again and then BOOM your coworker that stole the fire engine is her rebound and you suddenly got to deal with all of That.

and 2) oh my fucking god buck would peacock so hard. mostly because he really wants to suck tommy’s dick BUT he’s got abandonment issues visible from SPACE, if you believe he wouldn’t think his relationship with abby is threatened by tommy’s mere existence i fear you have not been paying enough attention. dude would hear that tommy and abby dated and he’d go “wait why wouldn’t abby want to get back together with her ex. tommy’s hot. he’s got pecs the size of my head and his dick is HUGEEEE. what do i have to offer that tommy doesn’t.”

anyways this all culminates with them hooking up in the 118’s supply closet and hen making BANK because she saw that shit coming from a mile away and started a betting pool immediately.

[pineconepie]

Thinking about their lil darling hiding from the yanderes, not from a place of malice or something like that, just as a little prank. Maybe they left Darling for a lil bit and they got bored, so they decided to play a li prank on their dads. Now if they maybe fell asleep waiting for them to get back or not i will leave it to you uwu I feel like im flooding your inbox kekw- 🐦‍⬛

No don't worry! I love answering these haha

Octavian would freak out at first, before remembering he can just use his heightened sense of hearing and smell to find you. He would laugh about it afterward, but only after a couple minutes of sheer panic.

If you were trying to scare him, he'd pretend you got him real good even though his senses never fail him.

If he'd find you asleep somewhere he'd carry you off to bed and join you for a mid-day nap.

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Vincent would immediately have his mafia members look around the mansion and in all areas of your home town. At the same time, he'd be checking security cameras and trying to figure out why you ran away. Vincent is a bit of a jokester himself, but he would take something like this seriously, which is why your attempts at scaring him would be successful, for the wrong reasons.

He'd scold you for scaring him like that, but then would soften considerably when he realizes you meant no harm, and apologize for being a meanie about it.

After that, he'd be a lot more silly n goofy next time you want to prank him :> might prank you back lol.

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Indigo would call for you endlessly and look for you everywhere in the small cave. He'd get upset when he couldn't find you, afraid that you managed to somehow drown or escape. Since the caves have different paths and sections that he hadn't thought to show you yet, he's afraid you went exploring on your own.

When he finds you, he'd probably start crying out of relief, hugging you tight.

Later he'd feel dumb about how serious he took it and laugh about it with you. But he would 10/10 react the same way if you were to do it again.

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Magnus would find you in an instant; since dragons naturally have heightened senses of smell and hearing, and combined with his hundreds of years of experience in hunting, you weren't able to hide very well.

He'd give you a stern lecture, but would be confused when you explain it was a prank. Pranks aren't something done much by the draconic community.

However, once the concept of pranking clicks with him, he'll try pranking you back, but his pranks are very boring. He just wants to bond with his little one more...

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Seradiel at first, is actually amused. He takes his sweet time finding you, pretending to wonder aloud where his lil lamb is. However, the longer the prank goes on, the less patient he gets.

When Seradiel finally decides to look for you properly, he'd find you fairly quickly, especially if you're asleep.

If you are asleep, Seradiel would sigh dramatically, pick you up, and carry you off to bed, but he'd be very happy with everything. Anytime you act like a kid, especially the kid he remembers you as, it brings him joy.

[moonlitenvyillust]

Ithacan Royal Family headcannons because I have free will

•] I have a feeling Penelope, Telemachus and Odysseus would all be light sleepers. But for different reasons

Ody because of the war and you know what happened in the sea

Pene because of the suitors yes, but because they are loud as fuck

And tele being so anxious he can't sleep idly

•] ody trauma response is freeze. Pene is fight, tele is fly

•] animal kingdom nicknames include: ody being owlet, tele being little wolf, and pene as an eagle (idek)

•] ody is a bi mess. Pene is Pene. And tele is a raging bisexual gender bender

•] tele and ody Bond over SA survivor trauma

•] pene and ody had palace shaking sex for three days straight even after the extended night ended and tele went off on another diplomatic mission to clear his mind (read: go to his lover. Choose who)

•] all three of the family members has been virgins until marriage. No I do not count being r-worded as virginity loss. Fuck you

•] Ody has horrible sense of fashion. You can see him in purple pants in modern AU. And then there's Penelope "local fashonista" of Ithaca and Telemachus "asked to be a model (my modern AU)" of Ithaca

•] if any of them had addictions- oh who am I kidding? Odysseus refuses to take more than two cups of wine. Same for Penelope. Telemachus would not let himself drink more than half a cup but would take some weed and maybe some maladaptive daydreaming

•] Telemachus was 100% on something during little wolf. He was regressing during Legendary and We'll be fine. The real Telemachus is cold and calculating like his father, and yet still as gentle as Penelope

•] Penelope "master Weaver" Of Ithaca, Odysseus "Carved a bed from a living tree" Of Ithaca, and Telemachus "painted ten hyperrealistic portraitd of himself and his mom and soon a family portrait" Of Ithaca

•] Penelope is the embodiment of patient. Odysseus is the embodiment of "I just want my wife bro..." And tele is just your average maladaptive daydreamer

•] Telemachus is somehow just chilling with everyone. Odysseus is still struggling, but he's doing good. Penelope only meets people for social cues

•] Penelope of Sparta was 100% ready to murder the suitors herself. And then Ody shows up and when Tele was told to go and tell his mother, he went and helped his mother pamper herself to look fabulous

•] about the modern AU thing, I was thinking Ody may or may not be a navy captain, hence the left for war thingy he's also a really important one, so yeah. Popular. Penelope is a really popular local cafe owner, and Telemachus was asked to be a model on a random Tuesday and ended up really well known somehow so now The family is just rich and popular ig Telemachus decided he can be a model as a side gig (it pays pretty well)

•] their issues include:

Odysseus now has abandonment issues and fear of leading. Also he's scared of the water now. And thunder. And refuses to eat beef/pork but will eat fish. He's scared of being touched by someone who he isn't sure who is. He has night terrors too! Sorry not sorry<3

Penelope is sleep deprived and now has insomnia after her fucked up sleep schedule because of the shroud bluff. She is now unable to stay asleep for long.

Telemachus is a touch starved, sleep deprived, average closet Emo, maladaptive daydreamer, with trust issues. He is scared of drinking more than one half cups of wine because... The suitors. And he's afraid of staying with a large group of loud men also because of the suitors

•] Ody is a bear hugger. Pene hugs back immediately. Tele tries to run at first but secretly craves the physical fatherly affection

•] remember that one meme that goes....

"Does it matter, who wins the argument?"

Penelope: "it matters, but what matters more is, fairness"

-argues fairly

-the voice of reason™

-knows when to use her words

Telemachus: "it doesn't matter, what matters is, who the fuck are you to start an argument with me?"

-can and will roast you, if he knows what you are, you're so over

-are you even on his standards of "decent debate opponent" Or are you just a practice dummy/entertainment?

-sunshine boy who? This is "hanged twelve maids" Telemachus speaking.

Odysseus: raises eyebrows "...?"

-has yet to loose a single argument (except with crew, unfair)

-pet liar of Athena goddess of wisdom, has fooled her too

-he's just- you know

•] all hail King Odysseus "I tried to stab my male crush during the war" Of Ithaca. and next in line to the throne, Telemachus "fuck a fight with a suitor was my masochist awakening" Or "gender? What gender?" The heir Of Ithaca.

•] modern AU Telemachus has killed a man. Penelope and Odysseus doesn't know. He is not sorry

•] Penelope is good at hiding her feelings through seriousness. Odysseus is the greatest liar in history. Fooled hundreds of King's of what he truly thinks or feels. While Telemachus has some kind of switch in his head that goes from "sunshine boy" To "Emo kid" To "over observer" To "hanged twelve maids in a day. Will do it again" And it's somehow, all the real him.

•] Hermes gave Telemachus a gun and told him to only use it during dire situations. Telemachus shot it at Antinous's eye. That's why he only has one now (idk how he survived he just did)

•] in my modern AU, their last name is Laertedes. And Penelope, before marrying in, her name is Penelope Icarius.

[kilforheaven]

Ever think of how Jason tries to be the bigger brother to Damian and Tim that he hoped Dick would've be towards him when he was little? Even though he knows Dick was only a child too back then with his own struggles and that he couldn't have possibly done any better especially considering his relationship with Bruce at the time and the Titans in Bludhaven. Yeah, he helped them out in cases here and there, Jason and Dick even hung out maybe once a month. But at the end of the day Dick always went away. Jason always went to the bigass mansion to be alone with Alfred and Bruce. He was almost like an only child. Bruce took care of him and was kind. But at every mistake Jason made, he would be dreadfully reminded that he wasn't the only son and that he couldn't ever fit into the shoes of Dick 'Nightwing' Grayson. And yeah, Dick stood up for him when batman got angry at Jason in front of him. He even tended to take Jason away for a day or two, spend some time together (jason would never admit how much he enjoyed those times they spent together). But Dick always went away. And he would be left alone in the bigass mansion with Alfred and Bruce.

Dick was late to realise how leaving Jason alone was a mistake.

Dick Grayson moved back to Gotham only to look after Tim. Even though he couldn't bear being around Bruce at the time, he would never leave a little boy alone under the pressure of being robin ever again. Not after what happened to Jason. When Damian came around, Dick wasn't even absent to begin with. And not only did he have Dick 'wonder boy' Grayson around to be his older brother, but he also had Tim Drake, the boy that was good enough to replace Jason Todd. Dick spent almost all of his time in gotham with his brothers. Dick even seemed to actually get along with Bruce now. Dick took Tim on stakeouts, damian and him loved watching cartoons together, he played chess with Tim, monopoly all together. They had dinner almost every day every week. They were trying to function as a family and Dick was the glue. Something he never tried to be for Jason.

Jason knew it was unfair to blame Dick. He never quite got the gist of 'justice'.

He was furious and disappointed not only at Batman but at Dick too (seriously, he understood Dick growing up to be a better brother, but Bruce was a better father too?). Worse? Dick 'perfect brother' Grayson was the one trying to convince Jason to be kinder and more accepting of Tim and Damian. Dick was trying to make Jason forgive Bruce. The fucker didn't leave him alone until he would agree to drop by the mansion to have dinner once a week.

Dick would never leave Jason alone with himself ever again. Jason had a family wether he liked it or not and Dick would glue him to the batcave if he had to.

The thing is it worked, Jason did forgive Bruce. Heck he even started going to missions and having dinners with the guy. Jason did become an older brother figure towards tim and damian. He ate breakfast weekly with his replacement. He was the one to train the biological son in martial arts. He never left them alone more than they needed to be, he didn't want to (what if they ended up like him?).

But how could he ever fit in the role of being a younger brother? Knowing full on that he had been abbandoned by his elder brother only for him to realise his mistake after Jason's death and fix it only when it was too late. Maybe he was being too harsh on him. If he never fit into the role of being the younger brother, why did he feel a weird feeling in his chest every time Dick approved of something he said or did. Surely, there wasn't a reason that whenever he did something wrong or rash, he wasn't only afraid of Bruce's reaction but Dick's too. No rational reason for why he never insisted on driving the car when he was with Dick. He never tried to pay for anything when Dick was around. He had once or twice or thrice (or more) crashed into Dick's apartment at 3 am to ask his opinion on some chump he has been tracing and stayed there until morning even though that topic only lasted for five minutes. There was absolutely no reason he respected Dick's opinion more than any of his other siblings or even sometimes (most times) his own.

As in typical sibling nature, Jason forgot why he even was mad at Dick in the first place.

[aedearly]

✎ㅤ. . .ㅤ𝑾𝑰𝑻𝑯 𝑹𝑬𝑫 𝑯𝑨𝑵𝑫𝑺.

₊˚⊹ ㅤa collection of loose verses taken from songs by precious pepala. writing/roleplaying prompts. some contain religious imagery and/or topics. most of these are angst, but some can be fluffy! feel free to edit these as you see fit.

❝ fill my lungs with holy water. ❞ ❝ memories... memories. i'm not sure. were they ever real or were they forged? ❞ ❝ have i been deceived by the light? ❞ ❝ should i even grieve? ❞ ❝ what if it was all a lie? ❞ ❝ give me a reason to say it's not me, it's you. ❞ ❝ give me a reason to leave. ❞ ❝ i promise i won't be sad if i catch you with red hands. ❞ ❝ i'm on my knees praying, you're the devil in disguise. ❞ ❝ if i get to those golden gates and he turns me away... oh, then you can say i told you so. ❞ ❝ i’ll burn forevermore like the sun that will rise even after i die. ❞ ❝ please, can't you see you're killing me? ❞ ❝ smother me with loving hands. ❞ ❝ secrets that i keep? oh, they’d keep you from sleep. ❞ ❝ i'm just a black sheep. ❞ ❝ so cover me in wool and pray, maybe i'll change. ❞ ❝ throw me to the wolves and say you're not to blame. ❞ ❝ i feel like i'm falling from heaven to hell. ❞ ❝ found the apple of my eye in you, and i want to take a bite. ❞ ❝ maybe you can call me eve; standing here under the forbidden tree. ❞ ❝ this love isn't holy. ❞ ❝ father, forgive me, for i don't know if i can change. ❞ ❝ i feel like the angel who fell. ❞ ❝ maybe i want to bring the devil to dinner one day. ❞ ❝ once in a blue moon, i let my guard down for someone like you. ❞ ❝ too many times, i've been left with scars. ❞ ❝ i will keep my cards close to my chest. ❞ ❝ heart ain't on my sleeve, you will never gonna see how i really feel. ❞ ❝ these tears are for my eyes only. ❞ ❝ my heart is made of glass—half empty and smashed. ❞ ❝ don't leave me alone with my head when i'm hanging on by a thread. ❞ ❝ this silence is heavy and it might be the death of me. ❞ ❝ the monsters from under my bed now live in my mind, and they're not very kind with me. ❞ ❝ don't leave me, don't leave me alone. ❞ ❝ oh shucks—i think i've gone and said way too much. ❞ ❝ i think i should've kept my mouth shut. ❞ ❝ i will hold out my hands, i'm ready for the cuffs. ❞ ❝ what are you laughing at? ❞ ❝ prepare yourself to live it again, and again and again. ❞ ❝ speak the truth you know they want to hear. ❞ ❝ tell a lie enough until it feels real. ❞ ❝ pray and everything will be alright... what a lie! ❞ ❝ hide the wounds and never let them heal. ❞ ❝ i'm getting butterflies, but they're not the good kind. ❞ ❝ the knot in my chest is getting too tight. ❞ ❝ this must be what it feels like to have a good time. ❞ ❝ mmmm, i want a bottle of wine… ❞ ❝ having fun yet? ❞ ❝ take a deep breath… ❞ ❝ i declare a thumb war (just so i can hold your hand). ❞ ❝ wrap me around your finger. ❞ ❝ 'guess i like when we play rough. ❞ ❝ break down my walls, and i'll sit right in the palm of your hand, darling. ❞ ❝ i need you to stay, need you to stay. ❞ ❝ i feel like you can't feel the way i feel. ❞ ❝ i'll be messed up if you can't be right here. ❞ ❝ when i'm away from you, i miss your touch. ❞ ❝ you're the reason i believe in love. ❞ ❝ you know that i know that i can't live without you. ❞ ❝ i'm a moth in a room of butterflies. ❞ ❝ don't say you miss me. ❞ ❝ i'm the death of the party. ❞ ❝ i know you all too well, but can't call you a friend, because friends don't make you feel this way. ❞ ❝ the devils i'm afraid to face resemble you more day by day. ❞ ❝ all i ask of you, let go. ❞

[chebyshevptera]

personally i don’t think that jay losing his fuckin marbles in hunted was out of character, at least not right now . he genuinely thought there wasn’t any hope for them .

jay has always been quick to panic and catastrophize any situation they’re in . the reason he didn’t go crazy during skybound is because he wasn’t trapped in another dimension without anyone to come rescue him . he had faith that his friends would come to get him , and that was literally the only thing keeping him from losing it all . yes, sure, jay was snarky and making jokes and whatnot during skybound but he was also obviously scared and, like nadakhan said, he was doing that to COPE . to hide that he was afraid . he was trying to keep himself stable by making light of the situation

notice how he became despondent and went “maybe you shouldn’t have come” when they were stuck in his cell on the misfortune’s keep …. notice how he wanted to give up at his parents’ house when all of his friends were captured , and he only had a sliver of hope when he was reminded that there were still people out there who could help him …

in s9 they had no way of getting out , no way to contact their friends, they were trapped, starving, and being hunted by the inhabitants of the first realm . they were all freaking out . jay just couldn’t psychologically handle their situation anymore and fully accepted that they were going to die , and then he started experiencing psychosis . he couldn’t use jokes to cope when there was nothing waiting for him in the future, as he thought . there was nothing point . he thought it was over for them

also like even if he hadn’t started to succumb to this belief that he couldn’t do it on his own in skybound , that doesn’t make hunted out of character for him . the situation in hunted goes beyond him just “giving up” or something similar … he was literally delusional . he was actively trying to get himself KILLED . he was hearing things and seeing things that weren’t there .

and . generally . some people just snap when things become too much pressure . you could argue jay isn’t the type of person to do that just because of skybound but personally i fully understand him cracking after having all of those experiences wearing him down mentally . in fact i think it’s way more realistic for him to crack out of anyone , especially since out of the five of them in the first realm during hunted, jay was the only one who remembered the torture and horrors that he experienced during skybound . idk i know it’s a tv show but i feel like people put way too much pressure on jay’s character to be this 100% strong unwavering person when he’s not… not unwavering . strong, yes, but even the strongest person on the planet is gonna crumble when enough weight is piled on them

[logancreatesworlds]

@c-nstantine @milkbean69 @mintballoons @kawaiigirly21 @vamp-bunny @sacredwarrior88 @winters-doll

I was thinking about J'onn's portrayal in Justice League cartoon iterations, both how good they were and how they left much to be desired. I feel like the Justice League/Justice League Unlimited iteration of J'onn J'onzz was the most in-depth - which speaks to how much DC does not value the character at all.

One thing that I like about J'onn's overall character is that he has the powers and empathy of Superman while also maintaining the intelligence and pragmatism that Batman has. There's one particular conversation (or argument depending on how you interpret the dialogue) between Superman and J'onn that is very tense in Justice League Unlimited: Season 2 x Episode 10, which is called Flashpoint.

The TL;DR is that CADMUS is increasingly concerned about the Justice League's growth in the last few years - especially because they've extended their roster from just seven extremely powerful and skilled individuals to a whole ass army of superpowered vigilantes. So, they start fucking with Supergirl and our friendly neighborhood Kryptonian is understandably not happy. The confrontation between Superman and J'onn, which quickly becomes Superman vs. J'onn, Green Arrow and Flash, taught me more about ALL of these characters - especially J'onn, than damn near all pieces of animated and live-action media.

There are three particular lines from J'onn that helped me understand who he is.

Superman: "Give me one reason not to go down there and take them [CADMUS] out."

J'onn: "If you didn't know the answer, you wouldn't have bothered to ask."

And...

Superman: "We can't let CADMUS get away with this."

J'onn: "No one's saying we should, but we have to keep a cool head."

And...

Green Arrow: (to Supergirl) "Look kid, Hamilton's [fake ass hoe who works for CADMUS] a piece of garbage and Luthor's worse. But this isn't the way to stop them."

J'onn: "We must also consider the possibility that CADMUS is right to be afraid of us."

I love these exchanges because they show me how J'onn is so powerful but he also acknowledges how he has to be so restrained all. the. time. And there's so much context as to how J'onn has to interpret his relationship with humans because not only does he look vastly different from Superman, but his experiences are vastly different because of how humans have treated him.

Bear in mind that this man was literally taken into custody when he got to earth - and he was trying to SAVE earth from the same aliens that destroyed his world (*this applies specifically to the Justice League iteration of his backstory).

But Superman has had mostly positive experiences with human from being raised by a lovely human couple to even forming a relationship with a human woman. AND he's interpreted as white - which adds another layer to his character.

There's a reason why Martian Manhunter is interpreted by some fans as "black-coded" - including myself - because he understands firsthand how humanity's bias can separate people based on looks - especially as an alien who can shapeshift and look like anyone.

So, Superman being ready to fly off the handle because of a negative interaction comes off as almost like a tantrum to J'onn, despite the understandable reasons why he's upset.

It reminds me of one scene from a The Boys episode where Billy Butcher and Stan Edgar are discussing how to get rid of Homelander.

Billy Butcher: [Regarding Stan Edgar choosing to keep a literal Nazi hoe as a superhero for his company] "Maybe you should take a look in the mirror, mate. Cuz that bitch should bother you."

Stan Edgar: "Of course she does. But it's not about me. I can't lash out like some raging, entitled maniac. That's a white man's luxury."

While Stan Edgar's motivations are totally different from our favorite Martian's, with Edgar's goal being to control humanity using the pharmaceutical superhero company he's in charge of and J'onn's goal being to save humanity and make it better, both men have a very realistic view of their current situations, how they are perceived and how they have to respond to be successful.

Plus, J'onn is just a real ass dude to be honest. He doesn't flinch when Superman runs up to him and is crashing out. In the show, he reguarly corrects other heroes when they are using excessive force, such as Wonder Woman.

In my opinion, I think Batman specifically put him in this position as watchtower moderator since he not only has the intelligence to balance all these heroes...but he also has a fucking backbone. Martian Manhunter isn't a follower.

I also think this is why J'onn gravitates towards law enforcement roles, whether it's being a detective or being a literal Manhunter back on Mars. Because to be Martian Manhunter is to be fair to everyone - even when it's hard.

This is why it's so fun to be a Martian Manhunter fan and make up stories about him. Because he's always so controlled, calm and collected that I just want to see him crash out ONE 👏🏾GOOD 👏🏾 TIME 👏🏾 over a love interest.

Like that scene with Martian Manhunter and Superman arguing over CADMUS would've gone HELLA different had J'onn had a superpowered girlfriend who was also threatened by CADMUS.

Superman: "Oh yeah? And tell me, what if CADMUS went after (Y/N)?"

The whole room goes silent.

Flash resists the urge to flinch when J'onn's eyes narrow at Superman.

J'onn: "This has nothing to do with her. You leave her out of this."

Superman: (glares) "And if CADMUS chooses not to leave her out of it? Since you're okay with CADMUS targeting us and we don't get to respond, I wonder what would happen if they experimented on someone important to you. Something tells me those scientists would suddenly all get aneurysms-"

J'onn: "You leave. My mate. Out. Of this."

[concretejunglefm]

Have u ever considered a mean dom! Noah who just fuckin yaps the whole time he's fucking you

Hes so cocky and overconfident, like it's just a constant stream of words, you can't barely get a response in anywhere (although that ur capable of that with the way he's fucking you so intently)

Completely overpowering you, pinned down or maybe even restrained, fast paced and intense, it's like 85% degradation and 15% sarcastic praise. Using you entirely for his pleasure and all you can do is beg and cry

Maybe he's had a rough day and needs to take it out on you or maybe you've been teasing and pushing him by being bratty? Whatever, you both need it so bad regardless of the reason which is what makes it so good

Bonus: aftercare at the end bc that was a Lot™️ so checking in, cuddling, rest, after he's still in that dom headspace, guiding and caring, making sure you weren't hurt, he'd never truly mean those names he calls you, drinking water, calming back down together etc. Just total 180 from harsh aggression to super sweet and soft :)

A little expansion on what you said here, I hope you don't mind 🫣

CW: mentions of smut including dirty talk involving degradation, spitting, slapping, overstimulation, edging, orgasm control.

Names: cum drunk whore, pathetic, whore, fucktoy, sweetheart. NSFW'ish below the cut 🔞 Minors DNI.

It all boils down to that control freak personality, and you shouldn’t expect anything less, especially on the days when you know he needs to release some steam, and you need it just as much as he does because you’ve been so caught up in your own thoughts that he instinctively knows the right way to take you out of them.

However, that doesn’t mean he won’t make you earn it first.

That sweet, condescending tone he uses as he asks, “What do you need?” is all part of his plan to make you beg. It starts long before he finally has you pinned beneath him or spreads you out how he desires.

Your voice trembles as you hit him with the truth, “I need you to make me cum.”

Then you hear it, the click of his tongue, a mocking sound that confirms your suspicions that he intends to play with you and make you beg for it.

“You need me to make you cum? That’s not the whole truth, is it?” Because he knows exactly what you want, what you need from him, and he’s not afraid to say it out loud. “You need me to fuck you. You need me to breed you. You need me to break you. You need me to reduce you to nothing but a mindless, cum-drunk whore. Isn’t that right, sweetheart?”

When you appear to forget your words and manners, he’s kind enough to remind you of them in a much darker tone than his usual, “Don’t nod. Say ‘yes, sir.’”

The closest thing to a reward or praise you receive from him is the sound of his moans as he starts using you in whatever way he desires, particularly your mouth, where he reminds you that you can take him deeper, even as you begin to gag and choke around him.

Perhaps if you ask him politely, he might even allow you to touch yourself. However, once you do, he’ll gladly point out to you, with such sweet condescension, “I can hear how wet and desperate you are, you know. Pathetic.” But be careful, because this isn’t about your pleasure at all; it’s all for him—or so he’ll claim. “Don’t make yourself cum now. This is all for my pleasure, isn’t it?”

When you fail to listen or provide him with an answer, expect him to spit on or slap your face. It’s more than likely to be both.

When he finally begins playing with you, there’s an intense combination of overstimulation and orgasm control. If he doesn’t repeatedly push you to the brink of pleasure, he gradually builds you up, edging you and forcing you to resist the urge to let go. This is for him, not for you.

As he fucks you, whether slowly and sensually or hard and rough, he reinforces your submissive position beneath him with a barrage of lewd thoughts: “You know only a dirty whore would get off on being used like this, right?”, “That's right. You’re a mindless fucktoy for me. Nothing but a tight, warm cunt waiting to be bred, aren’t you?”

Cut to the moment when you’ve surpassed the point of being overly sensitive and all you desire is for him to finally cum inside you. However, he’s been delaying his release all night, and if you could tell him how cruel he’s being, you would.

Despite this, you’re loving every moment of it, and even now, he’s persistently making you work for it, demanding that you earn his cum, “Beg for my cum, prove to me that you deserve it,” only for him to repeat your own words back to you, with a smug grin, as he lazily fucks you. “Please cum in me, sir. I’ll be so good for you. Please fill me up.” It’s enough to make you cum again, and you’ve lost count by now how of many times. If this weren’t for your pleasure, why does it feel like it is.

When he finally feels generous, after making you continuously beg to be bred by him, he’ll give you exactly what you asked for. But don’t you dare lose a drop of it or think about stopping begging, or you’ll feel a harsh slap as he reminds you to keep going while he fills you up.

Naturally, once the scene is over, he’s quick to check in and be gentle and caring because your well-being is of utmost importance to him.

Between cleaning you up, running you a bath, and soothingly applying cream to any marks from impact play, he’ll spend the next however long you both need to relax and unwind in the soft, comforting zone you both require. Don’t forget about your vitamins either; you both had an intense moment, and they’ll help balance the hormones and adrenaline currently coursing through your bodies.

Noah, being the sweetheart he is, always knows the right words to say, reminding you of his love, assuring you that nothing he said or did was real, and in return you provide him with the assurances he needs because he always worries about going too far with you. You both have your limits and comfort zones, and neither of you has ever pushed the other; you’ve always checked in and worked hard to ensure that.

[itsacruelsummerbaby]

𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍

The Red Thread of Fate… To your surprise, it turns out Hotch believes in it.

pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader || tags: fem!reader, bau!reader, soulmate AU || wc: 1.2k || navigation

You put the cup of coffee on the table in front of you, then pick up the Cosmo you left open. Out of the corner of your eye you see the small half-smile that appears on Hotch’s lips at the sight, but he doesn’t say a word, he just returns his attention to the report in front of him.

“I hate these articles so much,” Emily suddenly says in the seat next to yours, pointing at the page you’re currently reading. You send a questioning look her way, and she turns in her seat to face you. “I once took their “signs he’s into you” piece seriously, made a move on the guy, and it turned out he was into men.”

Somehow Derek heard this story over the music he was listening to, because he pushes the headphones down to his neck as he laughs. “Don’t tell me you actually used to believe what they write. It’s all stupid,” he says.

After briefly wondering if you should kick his shin under the table, you decide it’s not worth the fight. “It temporarily shuts down my brain,” you begin to explain. “That’s more than enough for me.”

Suddenly, Hotch lays the report on the table and raises his gaze to look at you. “Good thinking. I would have been disappointed if it turned out you’re the type to consider this magazine as some sort of a Bible for women.”

Derek and Emily exchange glances, and even you raise your brows in surprise. Why is he paying attention to a conversation about such a magazine? Not like you mind, of course, which sometimes truly bothers you. You shouldn’t want his attention this badly, your dreams shouldn’t be plagued with thoughts of him being with you.

It all began when the first signs of troubles with his marriage began to show. You saw that something was eating him, so one day after work you went to his office and started a conversation to figure out why he always stayed late. For some reason, he decided to tell you the truth, going into details that were none of your business.

Is it an emotional affair? Maybe.

Is it bad? Probably.

Are you happy to have even a scrap of his attention? Surely.

“Did you really think that’s a possibility with me? That I’m like that?” you ask hesitantly.

Hotch’s gaze is fixed on you, as it was just the two of you on the plane. “No,” he admits softly.

The way you’re looking at each other piques the interest of your colleagues, and not just Emily and Derek’s, but JJ and Rossi’s too. Lucky to you, Spencer is sleeping peacefully on the couch. To make sure your boss finally stops, you tear your gaze away and gently bump your foot into his leg.

Sadly, Hotch takes this as a challenge and hooks his legs around yours while returning his attention to the report. The others lose interest eventually, hopefully letting this go for now. It’s bad enough that the man across from you is playing some stupid game with you.

This is the first time he makes such an obviously flirty move, which leads you to an uncharted territory. Is he planning to take whatever is going on between you to another level? Because if he is, you’re not really sure if you’re ready for it. He’s still married, even if Haley wants a divorce, you can’t jump into a relationship with him.

When you try to untangle your legs, he subtly glances over at you with a disapproving look, one which tells you he’s not letting this thing between you end anytime soon.

You know for a fact that he and Rossi had a glass or two of whiskey at the airport while you waited for the jet to be ready, but after this case, you honestly couldn’t blame them. Maybe it’s the alcohol that gave him the courage to make a move on you, but you’re afraid he’ll regret it the next day when he sobers up.

It’s your responsibility to be smart, to help him without making him believe you want something from him. He’s handsome, intelligent, competent, and yes, every woman would be happy to have him for herself, but the timing just isn’t right.

Less than two hours later the plane lands and the team disperses to finally head home, and sadly Hotch uses this opportunity to catch you alone. He gently grabs your wrist to make you come to a halt, and when you give him a questioning look, he just shakes his head and pulls you in the direction of a place in the hangar that’s far away from everyone.

“You need to stop,” you tell him right away.

He lets out a sigh and takes a step closer to you, his hand moving up to cup your cheek. “Don’t tell me you don’t feel it. That pull, that goddamn force every time we’re close to each other. Hell, it’s even present when we’re apart, trying to get me to see you again.”

It’s insane; he’s insane if he honestly believes this. “And what is this… pull exactly?”

“It was a mistake to make you forget it,” he whispers when he rests his forehead against yours. “If I hadn’t done that, we would be together now. Maybe Haley and I would have never gotten married, because I would have been waiting for you to be old enough.”

Making you forget? “What are you talking about, Hotch?” you wonder, the conversation making less and less sense to you.

His hand drops to his side and he takes a few steps back. “You wouldn’t believe it, it’s better if you don’t know. Forget I mentioned it,” he says with a small, sad smile.

But there’s no way you’re letting that slide now, you need to know what’s happening, so you reach out for his hand to squeeze it reassuringly. A move that makes him take a sharp breath, as if your touch sent a wave of electricity through his body.

“What wouldn’t I believe?”

“That we belong together. You always found me when you were little, you were honestly getting on my nerves sometimes,” he says with a short laugh. “But… I got scared of what this was, what this could be, so I asked someone to make you forget about me, about that string that connects the two of us.”

This rang a bell in your head. “Like the Red Thread of Fate or something?” you ask him quietly, unsure about the whole thing. He nods, but remains silent, so you go on. “Hotch, it’s… Why would I believe you?”

“You don’t have to. Maybe I’m wrong, maybe you really did forget about this for good, and in that case I'll have to accept that you will never love me back. Unless, of course, you’re willing to give me a chance,” he says softly.

Blowing out the air you’ve been holding in gives you time to think it through. It must be the alcohol, there’s no other reason for this stupid story. But in that case, why doesn’t he look drunk? After another few seconds of waiting, you let out a sigh and give him your answer, hoping he will come to terms with it eventually.

[ironicgreenfern]

When I compared Wilson’s translation of the first line of Book 9 with Fagles and Cook, I did notice that she doesn’t leave much to the reader for interpretation. Fagles uses the phrase “teller of tales” which can both refer to Odysseus’ prowess in telling stories or it could refer to the meaning of “tales” as “fabrication” or “fiction”. Either way, Fagles leaves it to the reader to decide. When Wilson uses the epithet “lord of lies”, she doesn’t give us as much freedom. I did a bit of research on my own and found out this review by Corrine Pache, professor of classical studies at Trinity University, San Antonio. She actually mentions this. She too, felt that “lord of lies”, while catchy, was unsuitable and did not convey the full meaning of the word used there. She also says that Wilson uses the word “girls” to describe the slaves who were killed, while in reality, the original Greek text describes them as “women” and “slaves”. So, yes, I do agree with you, it does feel like Wilson purposefully mistranslates passages in her effort to overcome the bias. Unfortunately, this too creates a bias and wilfully manipulates the understanding of the reader. Another thing that the review mentions, and rightfully so, because I too was upset with it when I first read Wilson’s translation, was her deliberate choice to omit repetitions of certain passages. These repetitions are a proof of the oral tradition and an intrinsic part of the narrative. Without them, the text loses some of its charm.

When I said that “Odysseus’ deceptions destroyed lives”, I only wanted to draw attention to the fact that his plans might benefit one group while harming the other. While it is true, the Odyssey shows him trying to minimising the damage as much as possible, such is the nature of plans in general. A kind of an action-reaction effect (I hope this makes sense). To me, it seemed important to consider the reaction too. Also, while it is true that Odysseus warns the suitors repeatedly, I have always felt conflicted about the part where Odysseus and Telemachus kill the slave women. Odysseus reasons that they have brought shame upon his household and conspired with the suitors by sleeping with them. Yet, how can we be certain that they did so willingly? They were slaves after all. They had no one to protect them, with the master of the household gone, and Telemachus still young. Perhaps the women slept with the suitors not out of willingness, but out of fear. Even if some of them did willingly conspire with the suitors, did they really pose a threat to Odysseus? (Also, my usage of the word “terrible”, might have been a bit strong!)

As for the “cheating” thing that you said, it probably wasn’t a big deal for people to sleep with women other than their wives, if you look at it through the text’s time. I mean, we do see the Greeks in the Iliad taking war prizes in the form of women. And Odysseus does it as a necessity, not out of a need, perhaps? Because both Circe and Calypso were very powerful women, and potentially harmful to Odysseus (and his men, in case of Circe). In Book 5, Calypso does seem a bit miffed that Odysseus keeps wanting to see his wife when she is so much more beautiful, and Odysseus has to soothe her by saying that Penelope could never match her beauty. As I said before, Odysseus isn’t afraid to get his hands dirty, and maybe this is one of the cases. Cheating is awful, yes, but it seems a bit unfair to judge a character completely by our standards when he comes from a time so long ago.

Whatever I said about Odysseus in my previous post, was what I interpreted based on reading translations of Fagles and Wilson. I agree with all that you said, and again I am grateful that you answered to my post, because it helped me clear up a lot of things up about Odysseus in general. He is my favourite character too, and I am always happy to talk about him to someone (a habit that annoys my parents!). I also apologise if my interpretations are not always correct, as I am only 15, and as such my reading is nowhere near an expert like you. But I am really enthusiastic about Greek mythology and I hope to learn the language someday, so that I can read the epics in their own language.

I’ll also be adding Lattimore (and the others) to my reading list, since you recommended them. To be honest, I was a bit upset when I learned that Wilson’s translation was inaccurate. I think I really should do a side by side reading comparison of Wilson and any other translation next. If I do, I hope you won’t mind if I occasionally pester you with asks regarding any confusion I might have.

One of my favourite moments in the Odyssey is how Alcinous reacts after listening to Odysseus’ tales about his journey back from Troy, in Book 11. This is the moment I am talking about:

This is page 291 in my Norton edition of Emily Wilson’s translation of the Odyssey

Keep in mind that this is after Odysseus talks about the incidents in the cyclops’ cave (the “nobody” incident, as I like to call it) just two books before, in Book 9. Book 9 also begins with the following lines:

This is page 240

Alcinous’ praise in Book 11 (the first pic) made me audibly go “What?!” when I first read it. I am quite certain that this was the general reaction of the gods on Olympus, who were very probably listening to the conversation all along.

Odysseus’ charisma is unmatched.

[letitbehurt]

A Whumpee in the back seat of a moving car. Maybe they’re blindfolded. Maybe their hands are tied in front of them. Maybe there are guards on either side of them, each gripping one of Whumpee’s arms.

Maybe it’s dead silent, or maybe the only sounds are coming from Whumpee’s panicked breathing and blurted questions, asking where they’re going, what’s happening, who are these people, why me?

[egophiliac]

(breathing into a paper bag) FRALIO....

can't believe they gave us another guy. oh my god. so I guess Kelka is more, uhhh, more OOO then, and Fralio is Ankh? not that it matters too much, although they do seem to be doing something with the connected Riders so. who knows. anything goes! or if I may, anything gOOOes! god. of course they're the Ambition parallel. of course they are. oh my god.

fortunately there's nothing else they can throw at me right now that could possibly --

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

[xxplastic-cubexx]

just read the new mutants issue where Charles chose to stay behind in space and my god the juxtaposition between Charles trusting Erik and Erik joining the hellfire club and wondering at his own trust worthiness. I wonder how much of Charles decision was him ultimately trying to avoid the fact that his first class had seemingly betrayed mutant kind and not be willing to face them and how much of it was Dani and Illyana's reaction to him having Karma mind control Illyana. the fact that Illyana was depending on him to ease her mind through limbo and in choosing to stay he forced karma to do it instead, probably fucking up their relationship in the process.

I love him, this is crazy, how much of this is him trying to runaway and how much is this him not trusting himself to fix things and how much is it just him trusting Erik?

i keep trying to put into words my exact thoughts about the sitch but there really is a lot for one issue aintit... oh charles you and your brain...