A wall fresco of Paris abducting Helen by force, in a villa in Venice (Italy, mid-1700s).
Paris was asked to judge a beauty contest between Hera, Aphrodite and Athena. Each tried to bribe him, and he chose Aphrodite, because she promised him the most beautiful woman in the world – Helen of Sparta.
Helen was married to King Menelaus of Sparta, which Aphrodite hadn’t actually told Paris. He broke into Menelaus’ house to steal her from him. In some accounts, she fell in love with him and went willingly; in others, she was taken by force.
Helen was famous for her beauty, and Odysseus advised her father Tyndareus to make all her suitors promise to defend her marriage to the man he chose for her. Therefore, when Paris abducted Helen, Menelaus was able to call them to help him get her back. This started the Trojan War.
HEYY super cool, fun, exiting, super, mega cool news: I’m writing a book!! (Ok fine its a fanfic mais tu n'es pas amusant alors c'est nul)
My name on Wattpad is @Hcrmcs and I dont have AO3
Translation: Mon nom sur Wattpad est @Hcrmcs et je n'ai pas AO3
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It gonna be a patrochilles one (obvs) but I’m currently struggling to get a plot down for one where theyre already friends (imposter syndrome do be playin up rn aha) so if you have any tips, a dm would be EXTREMELY appreciated et je t'aimerais tellement, mwah mwah<33 ❤
Also, just started summer break so expect more cool content ✌
(I do speak French, it’s my og language btw lmao si vous pouvez lire ceci, alors je t'aime, dm moi s'il vous plaît belle personne. ❤
Mais si vous avez utilisé Google Translate, alors uuhh continue de me dm, vous êtes un sournois, sournois bâtard )
Odysseus(being the smart ass he is): As far as I’m concerned, you’re BOTH pieces of shit. Yeah, I can prove it mathematically. Actually, let me grab my whiteboard. This has been a long time coming anyway.
“I was driven thence by foul winds for a space of 9 days upon the sea, but on the tenth day we reached the land of the Lotus-eaters, who live on a food that comes from a kind of flower.
Here we landed to take in fresh water, and our crews got their mid-day meal on the shore near the ships.
When they had eaten and drunk I sent two of my company to see what manner of men the people of the place might be, and they had a third man under them.
They started at once, and went about among the Lotus-eaters, who did them no hurt, but gave them to eat of the lotus, which was so delicious that those who ate of it left off caring about home, and did not even want to go back and say what had happened to them, but were for staying and munching lotus with the Lotus-eaters without thinking further of their return; nevertheless, though they wept bitterly I forced them back to the ships and made them fast under the benches.
Then I told the rest to go on board at once, lest any of them should taste of the lotus and leave off wanting to get home, so they took their places and smote the grey sea with their oars.”
