#not sorry for loving you

[mars-nev3r-rev0lved]

He's just a man... who's trying to go home.. even after all the years away from what he's known..

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Girlypop he dgaf🙏🙏🙏

[o3o-lapd-o3o]

odysseus is a better person than me...

because if the person/woman/goddess who had me trapped & under her control for 7 years, and was forcing onto me a one-sided relationship (even though she knew from day 1, that i had a wife called penelope, who i cried for every day at the beach for those 7 years)

was then crying about being "not sorry for loving you" and trying to justify her actions in keeping me prisoner (you can't convince me she wasn't)

my response to my LIE (she asked him to lie don't forget) saying "i love you" and her responding "you do?"

it certainly wouldn't be "but not in the way you want me to"

it would be "HADES NO, YOU DERANGED ASS MANIPULATIVE HARPY"

before swiftly grabbing my stuff, jumping onto my raft and sailing away as quick as i can (while totally not giving her the ancient greek equivalent of a middle finger)

but that's just me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

[toocringeforinstagram]

Courtesy of the epic the musical discord meme page - art by willows3885

[epicthemusicalstuff]

Which songs are in Vengeance Saga?

I'm guessing.... Dangerous, Get in the Water, Hold Him Down?

Vengeance Saga has 5 songs, which in order are

Not Sorry For Loving You

Dangerous

Charybdis

Get In The Water

Six Hundred Strike

(hold them down will be in the Ithaca Saga!)

[lyculuscaelus]

I actually don’t see Poseidon’s “please” in 600 Strike as a pleading.

“Didn’t you say that ruthlessness is mercy upon our—” “Alright! Please…”

The reason he interrupted before Odysseus ever finishing the sentence was never because he couldn’t take the torture anymore. No, he shut Odysseus up because the latter was now using his very words that he was proud of against him—the teachings of ruthlessness. Something he wasn’t used to hear from another person’s mouth—not especially from Odysseus. It sickened him, it disgusted him to hear his own teachings getting back at him, and it hurt him more than anything else.

So he spat the word, “please”, as in “oh please. Just spare me the lesson”. He found his ego hurt, and this was the only way he could retrieve it—even though it might or might not sound like pleading, he only needed to know that behind the mask of fragility, he could at least recognize himself as the morally superior one—and that was enough for him, for now.

Just like Odysseus hiding all his wrath beneath a simple “but not in the way that you want me to” in Not Sorry For Loving You.

[letsplaythermalnuclearwar]

ok so if Ody's "I love you" was lie, it implies that Calypso is kinda super dangerous and has probably directly threatened his life on multiple occasions

if it was the truth, then he somehow found some level of friendship and companionship with Calypso even though she's his jailer

and I don't know which I like better

[miwkchii]

Tweaked my calypso design just a tiny bit ☆

[what-shitfuckery-is-this-ew]

Calypso is the broken abuser

she has a sad backstory but ultimately she still hurt Odysseus. We can pity her. We can understand what made her do what she did.

But that doesn't mean we can forgive her

[vacker-katastrof]

A compilation of Epic gifs I made because I can. I did two versions of Calypso because I couldn't decide if I wanted one of her just stomping around or if I should leave her full line in. As for Hermes... Man is SO gay. Love him. <3

[lovely-p-issues]

Calypso put the new flowers in the vase.

It didn't matter how much water she poured in or how often she changed the plants - the flowers always wilted after a few hours and nothing of her magic could prevent that. She didn't understand that. Just like she didn't understand a lot of things that had happened since her Beloved had shown up on her island.

The late dinner was slowly cooling, the smell wafted throughout the house and the last wisps of steam were disappearing somewhere in the air. She was used to waiting for him. To waiting for him to turn up in her bed at night, for him to join her in the warm springs of the island and rest in her embrace, for him to give up those childish dreams of Ithaca and burn all those tools he was trying to hide from her.

She had waited so long. She could have waited a little longer.

‘Oh darling, this looks just amazing.’

It wasn't Odysseus' voice. Odysseus never sounded so cheerful.

She turned and clenched her fist, and the candles in the room flickered.

At the head of the table, where she usually seated Odysseus, sat a strange man.

No, not a man.

A god, smiling at her with his teeth bared. He sprawled comfortably in a chair, holding a chalice in his hand, Odysseus' chalice, into which she had not yet had time to pour wine. However, the intruder seemed not to mind as he took a sip from it without taking his eyes off her. In his other hand he held a strange staff, entwined with two snakes. He rotated it in his hand, as if slightly bored.

‘This place is not for you, Hermes,’ Calypso growled, and the candles went out completely.

She noticed with anger that the Lilies of the Valley, which only an hour ago had tempted her with their fragrance in the meadow, had begun to bow to the ground. The petals were covered in spots.

The Messenger of the Gods only laughed heartily. Something about that joy made the hair on the back of her neck stand up. He waved the Caduceus, and the candles lit up again, but this time with a rosy glow. She gritted her teeth.

‘So you remember me? I shouldn't be surprised, I can make an impression, after all I am-’

‘Uninvited. And unwelcome.’

‘Funny, I don't recall you being bothered by not being invited when the waves tossed a certain wanderer onto the shore.’

She turned.

‘I enjoy his company.’

She had work to do. She placed the pot over the hearth.

‘I don't doubt it, darling. Tell me, though, does he enjoy yours?’

The wind wailed and hit the shutters. Out of the corner of her eye, Calypso noticed that the petals of the buttercups had fallen on the table. She had to restrain herself from shouting.

‘He will learn to enjoy it. I have time, all the time in the world. His wife cannot say the same. Even his son will eventually turn to dust. And he will finally be able to move on.’

'Ah, so you put your trust in the workings of Chronos, the god of time. A touching method, mortals claim, but even they can tell the difference between it and a vain hope. How long has it been, darling? Seven years, if I count correctly?'

She slammed her hands on the table, glancing at him over her shoulder.

‘Oh, please, what is seven years?’

‘For us?’ waved the Caduceus between them. ‘Nothing. For them?’ he waved his hand towards the window. ‘It's a bit more complicated.’

‘Why do you care? Why couldn't you fly over my island without looking back, like you always do?’

‘For many reasons. If only for the fact that, as you know, I am the god of travellers. What kind of a patron would I be if I didn't make sure that such a determined man didn't make it home?’

‘He is home.’

Although Hermes took a compassionate tone, his face remained sullen.

‘A lie doesn't suit your eyes, darling.’

She clenched her fists and furrowed her forehead.

‘I won't let you-’

Hermes was no longer sitting behind the table. He was hovering over her, and his eyes, though hidden by the shadow of his helmet, glittered with rage.

‘You will let me speak, for as the Messenger of the Gods, I speak not only with my voice, but also with the voice of Zeus, the King on Olympus. You will let Odysseus go. You will end his torment. You will let him sail home. You will give him everything he needs for the journey. And then you will come back here and learn to live without him.’

Calypso didn't think she could still be afraid of anything after all these years. She took a step closer and raised her head so that their noses nearly touched.

‘He's going to die.’

Hermes tilted his head.

‘Let me worry about that, darling.’

His voice was cheerful again.

He moved away from her and began to play with the dried flowers.

She stood in silence, afraid that if she opened her mouth she would start to cry. Finally, she quieted the storm in her chest.

‘What if I convince him?’ she looked at the god, a challenge burning in her eyes. ‘What if he decides to stay?’

‘Then I will be more than impressed, darling, even as a god whose one of his myriad talents is deft eloquence.’

Hermes moved closer to her. In his hands he held a garland braided with petunias, monkshoods and yellow carnations. Fatal was a crown for the queen of Ogygia.

She had not brought those flowers. She took one last look past the set table and the cold food. The only flowers she had brought herself that had not fallen from their strength were yellow roses, the scent of which now made her choke.

Hermes adorned her head with a garland in the gentlest of motions.

‘Go on, Calypso. I shall watch.’

The wings rustled and Calypso was alone. Again.

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I hope you enjoyed a little dangerous Hermes c:

[hamliza-trash]

me n my friends earlier had a conversation abt all the shit Calypso did to Ody and how OBVIOUSLY wrong it was

and we came to the conclusion that "not sorry for loving you" sounds like a pathetic youtube apology video 😜

so here's a drawing one of us did

(sadly he doesn't have tumblr but he agreed to post it here anyway 🙏 his ig and twitter are ananas_comics if anyone's interested in his works)

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Some calypso hairstyles :DDD

I'm working on a fic about her and a mysterious other character some of you might know I'm also obssessed with (hint: he is mentioned in epic and is commonly drawn by the fandom as Black) and these are the hairstyles she goes through in the fic

If you like my art and would want a drawing, I make free drawings for people who donate to a fundraiser and send proof of their donation.

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The gofundme:

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[messymoonmad]

calypso and circle design? 👀👀. Oh also Poseidon's wife Amphitrite? Lol she should probably know that we're all simping over her husband

Also does your version keep Polite's head band? I think I saw him with it in one of your designs. It's interesting since most artists have him get rid of it after monster

Not definitive designs but here's my concept :

For Circe : I wanna give her a goth witch aesthetic 🖤 maybe a lil bohemian vibe too with the accessories (ill add later)

For calypso : I LOVE elemental hair like I did with poseidon so calypso hair is gonna be made of vines and flowers 💐

(No amphitrite design yet)

And concerning polities's headband Odysseus (in my hc) had been wearing it the whole time until the monster song when he took it off his head and tied it to his wrist cause he's still keeping it as a memorial thing to bring to his family when he gets to ithaka. He would never forget polites even when he becomes ruthless !!

[gotstabbedbyapen]

In the celebration of the Vengeance Saga trailer being released, I've made another prediction bingo!

Place your bets everyone! This one is gonna gooooood >:))))

[cloudghoulz]

idk why some of y’all think that calypso is completely innocent and should be viewed sympathetically because of her being lonely.

like ok, if you don’t interpret the “soon, into bed we'll climb and spend our time” line as implying SA (personally i’m on the fence about it), cool, that’s your opinion.

but you can’t ignore the fact that despite him telling her multiple times that he is not interested she continued to harass him.

and yes, she’s lonely. yes, she probably doesnt understand how love works. but, while that explains why she acted that way, that’s not an excuse. it still is shitty behavior.

also, correct me if i’m wrong, but i’m pretty sure trying to pressure someone into loving/dating you is considered sexual harassment.

it is also stated (via the line: “seven years, she’s kept you trapped”) that calypso is in fact the reason why odysseus is trapped.

and before any of y’all come up in here saying “calypso is cursed to fall in love with anyone that ends up on the island”. girl. that’s percy jackson lore.

anyways i’m so sick of this goddamn fandom. media literacy is definitely dead.