#🌊 | music.

[messymoonmad]

As I said before zeus's intense emotions produce lightening in his hair, but also outside. With that being said:

*A SINGLE LIGHTENING STRIKES*

Hercules (recently joined the Mount olympus) : What was that ??

Hermes : nothing, father must have sneezed

Apollo : Or coughed

Dionysus : Or came-

[this-orange-anon024]

(18:07)

@messymoonmad

LETS FUCKIN GOOOOOO!!!!!!

MESSY IS GETTING THE RECOGNITION SHE DESERVES!!! 👏👏👏🎊🎉🎊❤️❤️❤️❤️

[leviathansbiggestkinnie]

Every "wyfilwma" needs their "iwfilwyoaoa"

[clalrd3lun3]

>i also quite enjoy epic: the musical

bonus:

[coffeeandthoughtspoetry]

ⓘ This user wanna sit in front of the ocean and listen to the waves.

[princessantisocial]

⋆✴︎˚｡⋆うつくしいなつのおんがく ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆🌊🏝

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Waves of Ithaca

In which | The God of Tides has given his blessing to Odysseus's daughter.

The sun's golden rays dipped low onto the horizon, casting shadows amongst the waves. The ship's timber hull cut through the water, these waves being familiar to the captain of the ship, who stood on the ship’s prow being outlined by the light of the sun. Her eyes that mirrored the ever-changing tides fixated at the looming silhouette of an island, of her home- Ithaca. After weeks of voyaging, the promise of home was within reach, as the wind carried the scent of saltwatee and pine; mingling with the smell of faint of tar and sweat.

She lets out a slow exhale of relief, taking off her helmet- letting her dark hair be blown by the wind. A smile of pride slowly creeping in, she looks back at her crew, who were hard at work with their duties. She walks towards the ship's helm, taking a breathe before announcing- "Land in sight, everyone!". Her voice rising above the rush of the wind, with the ship erupting with joyous cheers, as they longed to be reunited with their families and loved ones.

"We're finally getting home!" most exclaimed.

The tension from the weeks spent at sea vanished, as laughter and excitement filled the air. The weight of the endless days, the storms, even the quiet moments of doubt—all of it dissolved into the warm embrace of the island’s promise. The crew, though worn and weary, straightened their backs and hurried about, their movements now lighter, faster with the eagerness of getting home. They exchanged smiles, clapped each other on the back, and some even cheered in celebration, their voices rising in a chorus of hope and relief.

Their captain stood at the helm, watching them with a sense of quiet pride. Her gaze soon turned back at the shore, the silhouette of Ithaca growing clearer with each passing moment. She had led them through the worst of the seas, and now, they were nearly home. The ship creaked with the energy of anticipation, the wind howling through the rigging as if joining in the chorus of joy.

The weight of the sea causing the timbee vessel to creak, with its sails taut and billowing as the wind caught them, sending the vessel gliding steadily toward Ithaca. The crew moved with practiced ease, as their eyes focus on the horizon, with their hands working the ropes and adjusting the sails. Theie attention often drifted back to the figure standing at the helm. She stood there, as if part of the ship itself—still with her back straight, eyes scanning the waves as if though they spoke to her. The wind whipping through her dark hair, as the sun cast its golden glow on the hardened features of her face.

"(Y/N)!" called Penelope, her voice raising over the hum of the sea, quiet and affectionate. As Telemachus stands by her side, a smile plastered on his face.

The crew then paused for a moment, turning their heads in unison, as a family was reunited before them. The ship filled with seasoned sailors, yet it was her name they all knew, her presence that was one of constant respect and awe. The princess of Ithaca—once a child who played along the shores, now a woman who commanded both the land and sea. There was no hesitation in her movements; the crew trusted her, and she trusted them in return. The sea was her domain, her birthright.

(Y/N) turned her head, a pridedul yet sincere smile touching her lips. Her gaze softened for just a moment as she met her mother’s eyes. “Mother, Telemachus! ” she called back, her voice clear above the crash of the waves, her eyes wandering to the waters for a split second. She wasn’t just a princess in name—she was a captain. A leader, a warrior who knew the pulse of the ocean as well as she knew her own heart as though the sea had claimed her as its own.

"I'm home."

The princess of Ithaca had returned—her name carried not only by blood, but by the ocean itself.

AN: Hello! I haven't written anything since highschool so forgive me if this isn't well-written. I'm reconnecting with my passion for hobbies I had, such as drawing and writing, and I want to improve my vocabulary too. If you have any tips, suggestions or such- they are appreciated. This was a random idea I had, it's like nearing 12 am and I have a 7 am class tomorrow but I couldn't sleep without getting this out my head. I never posted any of my writing TT I want to improve tho, if anyone is interested in this then I might continue it. The title and oc name is a place holder, but if a reader insert is much preferred then I will edit it in the future. Anyways, that's all!

AN #2: I decided to change it from an oc to a reader insert

[soft-likethesunset]

AND NO BOY'S GONNA KILL THE DREAMER IN ME

girls written by laufey 𝄞𓍢ִ໋

dreamers. lovers. messy tables, well loved notebooks, a digicam full to the brim of memories. sunrises. choc chip cookies. a seventh wheel. wildflower bouquets and painted vases.

[just-a-mer]

[The familiar sound of laughter carries over the waves as the young siren happily chats with his friend, resting against a rock along the shore with his arms crossed comfortably in front of him. The tides of the water splash against his tail as he speaks to Odysseus.] "I wish I'd learned how to walk sometimes. Some of the stuff on land looks so fun!" [He pushes himself up onto his hands to emphasize the sentence with a light grin.] "Wearing clothes, running around- It all looks so cool! I envy you for knowing how to shift your tail into legs sometimes, Ody. Wish I could wander onto land with you..." [He huffs melodramatically, flopping back down onto the rock and resting his head on top of crossed arms with a light smile as his tail sways behind him.] - you know who! =D

<< @jump-into-my-op3n-arms >>

"I'll tell you, Ctimene makes wearing clothes a task on its own; always readjusting my cape and muttering about colors." He giggles, leaning against a rock opposite Polites with a smile of his own. "If you were to walk, she'd turn from an annoyance to a parasite."

Despite the choice of words, Odysseus speaks with a notable fondness for their sibling. Subconsciously, his gaze flicks to the way his sandal-covered feet press against the sand. When he moves his foot, he can't help but stare at the mark left behind in its place before it's washed away by the slow tide.

The only reason he was so good at it was because of the divine blessing bestowed upon him. Had the divine being never given him such an ability, he would've been stuck in the palace with his parents carrying him around. The idea of being so helpless and somewhat of a burden made a shiver run down the siren's spine.

"...what if I taught you?" He asks, hesitant at first before the possibilities spur him to stand up excitedly. "Oh, it would be so fun!

[melodyartist]

Is it odd that I miss Poseidon? I haven’t seen him in a while!

He is just chilling somewhere at the bottom of a pond

[captainseamech]

//I beg you to unmute just so you can hear him giggling,,, it’s so damn adorable pLEASE

[messymoonmad]

I drew and rendered eurymachus' ass and called the image Eurymass... I'm a comedic genuis fr

[this-orange-anon024]

GUYS!!! GUYS!!! IT'S HERE!!! SCREAMING RN!!!

(artist: Neal Illustrator)

[yellow-computer-mouse]

aaa i drew me !!!! i drew me an sarky (his name is frankie :3)

[alex-frostwalker]

Joke AU Doodles

[cali-kabi]

~ Made a new Mario oc💎💫🌟this is Dawn she’s a Shadow Siren ^^🌊 Dawn is around the same age as Vivian she doesn’t have much clue about the shadow queen like Vivian does. She loves to help others she tries her very best. Dawn is Vivian’s Cousin she also has water magic as well :)💫I gave her green eyes hehe in Vivian’s concept art she had yellow so I gave Dawn green :D She would throw hands and beat Beldam in a fight hehe xD