#poliperi

Polycrew but Ody is specifically kept out (and never let in)

Please do yap about the relationships between Polites, Perimedes, and Elpenor

Guess who is back to the land of the living? MEEE

So here are the offerings: Poli, Peri and Elpenor chilling together, because I'm a firm believer Polites collected friends like Pokémons (affectionate) (also was lazy to draw sheep but they're there) (I'm never letting him beat the symbolism allegations)

The lil guys having a staring contest, interpret this as you will

A headcanon that I believe to be especially funny is Ody + Eury's complete unawareness of the others' existence – and Odysseus' indignation with this fact (he seems a bit, I don't know, a possessive type of kid to me? Does it make sense?)

That or I just want Ody and Peri to have incompatible personalities and argue a lot (something something foreshadowing I'm not very smart in these matters sorry)

(and yeah Polites doesn't have glasses yet. idk why. maybe he always needed them but ignored blurry vision in favor of running around, not wanting to break them? yes historical inaccuracies. do I care? no)

This is a confusing one to me, even tho I drew it myself lmao... Might be set both before and during Troy, it doesn't really matter. What matters is that Elpenor got bullied by Helios and ended up sunburnt as hell :D Polites is just vibing, trying to manage Peri's hairstyle

Now referring to the cut song ("I don't love anybody that's my power", that one), I think Perimedes would actively try to convince everyone he's so damn badass... Except for the situations when Poli is in a 3-meter radius

Odysseus "Nobody" Laërtiades, "#1 Penelope Simp": just a man; loves his wife and son; raining reigning king of Ithaca; shorter than Agamemnon; making his way back home but always seems to get into more trouble; rawrs or hoots depending on his mood; equipped with Schrödinger’s braincells

Eurylochus, "Ctimene’s #1 Husband": Odysseus’s second-in-command; doesn’t have his own instrument; likes bags; doesn’t like witches or torches

Polites, "Teganites": good with open arms; used to have blood on his hands; always survives what he gets into

Perimedes, "The Lord of Comfort Zone": good with babyyeeting; aromantic for everyone else except Polites; good relations with Polites (especially) and Elpenor; depression therapy on the lotus-eaters’ island got canceled by his captain

Elpenor, "The Fallen": loves wine and Perimedes

Pallas "Somebody" Athena, "Badass Señorita": patron of nobody; goddess of wisdom, master of war; tilts her head very often; #1 OdyPen shipper; has a scary shield

Telemachus Odysseïdes, "Little Wolf": born far from war; does battle from afar; not Odysseus’s daughter; the little wolf who bites; has a roommate™ later on

Penelope "Duck" Icarione, "Banana Peel": weep, weave, wait

Hermes "Trickster" Atlantiades, "Breaker of Fourth Walls": invents phones and the text message; always slays in discos; professional root dealer; divine messenger, tour guide in the Underworld, patron of travelers, lord of thieves, good shepherd, trustworthy businessman; world’s greatest great-grandfather

Poseidon "Forkman" Kronides, "The Muffin Man": good with gps; doesn’t get pissed off very often; master of horses, god of tides; actually has more lovers and kids than his brother; #1 Odysseus hater

I have idea…

lemme go get a cookie first

Okay cookie acquired lock in time 

Polites wasn’t quite sure what happened. He was only walking through the ship, trying to find a roll of linen he’d misplaced, when a hand had snagged his arm. 

“Polites- could you do me a favor?” Elpenor asked, emerging from a small storage room. 

“Sure, what it is?” Polites turned towards the shorter man. 

“Watch Perimedes for me, for a moment? Make sure no one disturbs him?” Elpenor asked, slipping out and gesturing inside the room. “I gotta go piss- thanks, man!”

Polites watched him rush off, before stepping inside the little room. Perimedes was slumped awkwardly against the wall, snoring quietly. 

That can’t be comfortable. Polites knelt down and readjusted his fellow crewmate, so he lay flat- but there still was nothing soft to be used as a pillow. Polites hesitated, then slid his legs underneath Perimedes’ head. The other didn’t even stir. That ought to work…

Perimedes’ head lolled sideways on over his thighs. His eyebags seemed deep and dark, as if they were pressed into his skin. 

I suppose that’s why Elpenor asked me to keep an eye on him, Polites thought, brushing one of the dreadlocks away from tickling across his thigh. Perhaps I can recommend some teas when he wakes up. 

When Elpenor returned, he didn’t seem to put off of Polites holding Perimedes’ head in his lap. Instead, he closed the door, and absorbed the scene before muttering, “that looks comfy.”

“Does it?” Polites chuckled and waved him over. “You can join, if you’d like.”

Elpenor beamed and wasted no time to flop down beside him, curling up half on Polites’ lap and Perimedes’ chest. Polites patted his back warmly.