#achilles

Patroclus: hey what do you want for dinner tonight?

Achilles: your dick

Achilles: *pick sorry autocorrect sucks

Patroclus:

Patroclus:

Achilles:

Patroclus: Achilles this is a verbal conversation

*Patroclus and Achilles sleeping together in Pelion*

Achilles: night night, sleep tight, don’t let the fury outside the cave drag you down to Tartarus

Patroclus: thaT DOESN’T EVEN RHYME-

Omg i just relised we hit 200 followers and, uhhh, were currently at 260!! So heres a random art dump/shit post to celebrate a late 200/early 300! :D

Love all 260 of you patrochilles trash<33

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 )

Achilles: You’re a piece of shit!

Agamemnon: No, you’re a piece of shit!

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.

Hector: I’ll be honest, I feel like you don’t like me

Achilles: I thought I had made this clear after the 12th time I tried to kill you

Thetis

*cries*

I just realise i have a bunch of Song of Achilles stuff from july that i never posted

the more I think about the Aeneid, the more I realise that when we look at it through modern eyes, it becomes a novel about so much more than the founding of a city. We follow characters who are truly traumatised by all that they have suffered, and a reluctant hero who craves his mother’s comfort - with the weight of his ancestors and his descendants on his shoulders. Despite his own personal trauma, Aeneas must carry on through all the suffering and loss, in order to fulfill his purpose. Despite loosing the most important person in her life, Dido must flee her own country and start up a new kingdom entirely alone, and of course be doomed to meet a tragic end, as all she has worked for falls apart. Despite having his future set out before him, Turnus must fight for all that he had previously deemed so certain, and eventually have it all taken from him, including his life. Surely as modern readers, these tales resonate with us in an entirely new and powerful manner - we can all relate to having to plough through trauma and tragedy despite our own emotions, to feeling alone, craving comfort, being thrown into uncertainty, loosing battles we thought we would win. And the beauty of the Aeneid is the sheer complexity of each one of the characters: hero through one eye, villain through another. It is more than a study of what it means to be roman, it is a study of what it means to be human.

me when I stub my toe

*completely obliterates your house and salts the earth behind me*