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The Greeks were horny as hell describing Odysseus.
Like wdym “short king, but an actual king, 😋😚 broad chest and 🥺 perfect 😳 proportions 😍😍 fast and smart and sexy 😤😩 MASSIVE thighs 😨🤤🤤 and sweaty and sad and sooo tired 😖😏🤩” is this a dating profile??
#yes I know these things are some popular headcanons from within the classics community but I said what I said#greek mythology#greek myth#mythology#the odyssey#odyssey homer#homer’s odyssey#homer’s iliad#the iliad#odysseus#tagamemnon
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NOSTALGIA | CHAPTER 20
TAGLIST: @koruga @min3tta @athamad @sworebytheriverstyx @wolfythewitch @dauntless-and-assiduous @maraudersforlife5922 @instarss @ahouli-lia @eggbreadboi @starlightqueen34 @quill-is-brainstorming @scoopac @ellisthen @margaretkart @nysus-temple
NOTE: You can choose whether to read the fic under the cut or on ao3. I hope that after the archive being down for so long you will leave a comment or reblog, it really makes my day! As for the fic, we finally have a reunion now :’) i have read SO many research papers just for this scene, i will take no criticism on the matter. i am more of an expert than homer.
THE REUNION
Odysseus stepped into the courtyard, now clean from blood, sweat, and seawater. The slavegirls were gone. The air was filled with smoke from the large bonfire and wedding music, just as he had ordered. Though he could see the blood, to any outsider behind the locked gates, it would sound like Penelope had chosen a husband. No one would know of their deaths for now.
The tables had been emptied, cleaned, and set up straight again and Odysseus returned to his seat, watching Telemachus help the swineherd and some other slaves clear the ground of blood. He took a single braid in his hand and toyed with it, closing his eyes. Eurycleia had braided his hair the way he had always braided it before the war; loose, hanging off his scalp, and adorned with cuffs. He was at home now, after all.
When he opened his eyes, Penelope was standing at the entrance to the palace with Eurycleia by her side. He jumped up at the sight of her, but she just stood in the doorway. Instead of the black chiton, she wore a violet one that exposed her arms, the cloth falling to her sides instead of being pinned at her wrist and elbow. She held the dress up, as though she had been running.
The world faded away around him. He approached her like in a trance, without any control of his limbs. All he could feel was the wobble in his knees and the hammering of his heart. All he could see was his Penelope, unsmiling, unmoving, in the door to his palace.
“Why are you treating him like a stranger?” Telemachus asked. Even his voice was faded.
Odysseus shook his hand at him—not even he knew what the gesture was supposed to mean. “It’s alright,” he whispered, more to himself than anyone else, “it’s alright. She knows me. She’ll know me.”
Eurycleia left—Odysseus did not know where to nor did he care—and he was alone with his wife in the courtyard.
“Penelope,” he said, louder now. His voice cracked. “Do you not recognize me?” She just stared at him, unaffected. Her eyes pierced through him, like arrows delving right into his soul. Her eyes remained empty while his filled with tears. “Look— look at this.” He quickly pulled his short tunic up and her eyes trailed down to the scar. “Remember this? It’s me.”
She said nothing, but her chest began to rise and fall faster. She recognized him. Surely she recognized him. And even so, she faced him with a heart of stone. Then, she smiled. Without dimples. Odysseus frowned. “Excuse me, Odysseus,” she said, “for being so cold-hearted. I wouldn’t want to accept a stranger as my husband.”
“I know.” He blinked and a tear fell to his cheek. “I know.”
Penelope did not make a move to kiss him, to hug him, to touch him, so Odysseus stepped forward himself and grabbed her arms and squeezed them once before his knees gave in and he fell, digging his face into her lap. He grabbed fistfuls of her chiton, clutching on like he was clutching onto life, and soaked the dress with tears, the saltiness trickling into his mouth. Was she disappointed that he was back? Did she really want to remarry one of the suitors? Had it been more than a decoy?
She put her hands on his head, stroking the braids. “Eurycleia, set up a bed for my husband outside our chamber.”
Odysseus looked up at her and huffed an ironic laugh. The crying had stopped as suddenly as it had started. “You’re going to make me sleep outside?”
Penelope wiped his tears away. “You can’t blame me for being faithful to my husband,” she said. “You’ve been gone for twenty years—I don’t know you anymore.” Her eyes trailed over the new scars on his arm, on his wrist, on his shoulder. Anywhere skin was exposed, there was a scar.
He just stared at her and she continued with her order to Eurycleia. “Our bed,” she added. “Pull out our bed and let him sleep there. Surely he misses his bed.”
“What?”
She looked down again. “Is something wrong?” She smiled. Again, no dimples—something was wrong. Of course something is wrong. She’s forgotten the bed. Or worse—
“Have you let a strange man dig out our tree?”
She fell onto her knees in front of him so they were level and cupped his face. Dimples. “What tree?”
“Our marriage bed,” Odysseus explained, his voice choked. “The bed I carved into a tree with my own hands. Has a strange man dug out the roots of our olive tree?”
Her eyes filled with tears and she threw her arms around Odysseus, kissing the scar on his collarbone. He did not even remember where he had gotten it from. “You know me better than that, Odysseus.”
He remained frozen, hands hovering hesitantly behind her back. “What were you on about?” he whispered into her ear.
“I had to know that it was you. Only you could get so angry about moving a bed.” She put her hand on his cheek, eyes flitting to his lips, and whispered, “I’m sorry. Forgive me, but I had to do this.”
Penelope closed the gap between them, pulling him into a long kiss. He returned it, wrapping his arms around her and holding her tightly, hugging her like a wave hugs the shore. His heartbeat slowly adjusted to hers. Their mouths parted, foreheads and noses remaining together. “So, are you going to take me to bed or what?”
Odysseus smiled against her lips, scooped her up, making her squeal, and carried her up to their room. As they ascended, joy filled him from the inside like he was landing on Ithaca for the first time again. He was not shipwrecked anymore—he was here, with his wife. His Penelope. His home.
#i know this is not how dimples function let me have my moment#greek mythology#greek myth#odysseus#the odyssey#odypen#odysseus and penelope#odyssey#odyssey homer#penelope odyssey#ancient greece#mythology#greek gods#mythos#greek mythos#epic#homer#classics#literature#writing#my writing#ao3#ao3 link#ao3 fic#ao3 works
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🔱🩸 HOW DOES IT FEEL TO KNOW PAIN ? / YOU MONSTER !
#epic the musical#epic musical#epic the vengeance saga#vengeance saga#odysseus epic the musical#homer odyssey#odyssey#poseidon#poseidon epic the musical#six hundred strike#epic the musical fanart#artists on tumblr#fanart#art#artist
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has this been done
(inspired by this post)
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having an iliad summer. doing a ton of brooding. might be blinded by selfishness and/or rage. considering unexpectedly dying to my hubris. hopefully that wont have devastating effects
#and of course. all this is to prepare for an odyssey fall#if the gods let me live to see it.#tagamemnon#the iliad#homer#greek mythology
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Telemachus's life post-Odyssey has the potential to be so funny bc bro is suddenly going from the son of, essentially, a single mom to the son of two VERY in-love middle aged sweethearts who never had to learn boundaries about what is/isn't appropriate to say around their kid.
Penelope: I knew that "beggar" was you the whole time, you know.
Odysseus, laughing: Oh, really?
Penelope: You can disguise a lot of things, but I'd know that ass anywhere.
Telemachus: I am begging you guys to keep it in your pants for ONE family dinner.
#he secretly thinks it's funny and kind of endearing how much they love each other#there are just some times where he's like#can we maybe not do this right now#odypen#literature memes#tagamemnon#epic the musical#odysseus#classic lit#classic literature#epic#homer#homeric epics#the odyssey#the odyssey meme#telemachus#penelope
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i am so so normal about them
Tree bed scene makes me absolutely insane it's like you've just spent your entire poem lying and obfuscating and tricking and half-truthing and then your wife does it right back to you and. You fold. You let her win. Wily Odysseus recognised by his wife because of his honesty. You leave for war with a lie of madness and you come home with truth. Do you ever think about love???
#i literally screamed into a pillow when i read these specific quotes in that book#greek mythology#greek myth#odysseus#odysseus and penelope#odyssey#the odyssey#odyssey homer#homer#odypen#classics#literature#penelope odyssey
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odysseus and athena
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#highkey my favourite book#partially inspired by wolfythewitch doing the lord's work#illustration#my art#bump#artists on tumblr#digital art#art#digital illustration#radarplz#sketch#bethfuller#the odyssey#odysseus#odyssey#homers odyssey#athena
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"Didn´t you say that ruthlessness is mercy?"
#odysseus#odysseus of ithaca#poseidon#epic poseidon#epic the musical#the odyssey#epic the vengeance saga#greek mythology#homeric epics#artists on tumblr#fanart#dw guys poseidon is just getting his hair dyed!!#btw i know ichor is golden but red just kinda looks cooler#own post
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⚠️It does not justify their actions in a culture and period full of war and suffering⚠️
#greek mythology#the iliad#homer#the odyssey#greek mythology memes#tagamemnon#trojan war#war criminal#classics meme#odysseus#diomedes#Achilles#ajax#patroclus
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when the first thing your long lost husband does with his son is brutally murder over 100 people
it’s gonna take a while to clean up
#They also mighhttt have a little bit of a civil war on their hands#the odyssey#epic the musical#the wisdom saga has me so excited to see what happens next#Since that last third of the odyssey is probably one of my favorite things ever#Odysseus#greek mythology#telemachus#penelope#Tw blood#cw blood#homer’s odyssey#Eumaeus#hes the guy cleaning up the weapons btw#My art
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RIP Odysseus, you would’ve loved Apple Maps
#greek mythology#greek myth#mythology#epic the musical#tagamemnon#odysseus#the odyssey#homer’s odyssey#homer#odyssey homer
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when i write, i do the equivalent of poking odysseus with a stick and then shaking him in a jar
#he’s just my little guy#greek mythology#greek myth#odysseus#the odyssey#odyssey#homer#odyssey homer
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Do you think that Odysseus has become a kind of running joke among the gods, like when we joke about cockroachs' survivability?
For example some mortal is surviving stuff that rly should've killed him, and someone on Olympus says "is he pulling an Odysseus on us?" and everyone laughs
#Odysseus in his palace gets a cold shiver like “ik someone is speaking about me and its rarely a good thing”#i offer to make “to pull an Odysseus” an actual idiom that means “to go though many neg things and survive”#ex “friday i had classes from 8:30am to 3:30pm with only an hour of break to eat. i rly had to pull an odysseus”#“the vet said my cat wouldn't live older than 2-3yo but hes pulling an Odysseus he's 4yo and in great shape”#the iliad#odysseus#the odyssey#epic the musical#homer
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"odysseus should visit diomedes after the events of the odyssey" "odysseus should go see menelaus" personally if i was odysseus im not going fucking no where ever again 😭😭 THEY can come to ithaca. i've been traveling long enough
#odysseus#the odyssey#homer#tagamemnon#epic cycle#everyone tagging that damn oar quest#i mean AFTER and hes finally settled at home#i doubt hes gonna be like hmmm should i go to (modern day) italy now and see dio#like his ass is done#the telegony not real to me either so i ignore anything that nonsense had to say
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I know I messed up the lyrics a little but oh well
#art#digital art#the odyssey#the iliad#odysseus#epic the musical#homeric epics#polites#finished art#artists on tumblr#odysseus of ithaca
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