A Blog of Twists and Turns

Thought it was about time I made an intro post, so here it is.

*gremlin voice* WELCOME (iykyk)

Hi! I go by Titi. She/her pronouns, minor. Desi (Gujju).

Fandoms/interests/obsessions:

(yeah they're definitely obsessions)

Also I love reading (duh), music (I play piano), and writing. I'm currently writing a 5-book series heavily inspired by the French Revolution that's called The Reign of the Revolution. I also have quite a few fics going for The Odyssey/EPIC: the Musical. I have some finished fics for other fandoms too.

Link to my ao3:

Link to masterlist: here

I LOVE shipping and my OTPs are Odypen, Telestratus, Telesicaä, Hector x Andromache, Jarogen, Percabeth, and Solangelo. I will RANT about them anytime.

Also.

TELEMACHUS 👏🏽 OF 👏🏽 ITHACA 👏🏽 MY 👏🏽 BELOVED

Also DMs and asks are always open!!!

Not gonna add a DNI because if I don't like you, I'll just block you. Just please be a good person :D

Yeah I think that's it. Welcome to my blog to all those who dare to venture

Okay but yk what lyric gets me every time?

"Held you in my arms, prepared to die for you"

Because he means it quite literally.

If y'all aren't familiar with the story of the plow—Odysseus didn't want to go to war, so he acted insane by plowing the fields. This dude Palamedes, however, saw through his trick. To expose him, he put baby Telemachus in front of the plow, so that if Odysseus really was insane, he'd run his son over. Odysseus, of course, stopped the plow and took Telemachus in his arms, even though he knew it meant he'd have to go to war.

Now, the lyric—

Odysseus held his infant son in his arms, knowing full well that this might be one of the last times he'd ever get to hold him.