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I'm Greek and I'm fed up
im on page 32 of the song of achilles (first time reading it) and if these two fuckers dont kiss soon-
Reblogging my art with folk songs I feel are fitting part 2
after “The Song of Achilles” by Madeline Miller (warning: violence)
Heliotropic soul who smells of spring.
Sunshine hair with gold-leafed summer irises,
Bright, shining from alabaster flesh.
Chiseled hands over carved wood,
Sinew-plucked strings.
They would never draw blood.
Winter is a minimalist,
Warmed by our roseate love,
Thawed anew.
achilles to distract myself from life's miseries
Aristos Achaion and his Philatos 🌌
The most painful part of The Song of Achilles is that there would be no story if they didn’t die at the end.
Tragedies are popular because they remind us of inevidable misfortune. The fact I love a book that hurts me is the fucking point and boy do I loathe it sometimes.
Totally not me realizing Achilles and Patroclus never had a chance to rest from fate and prophecy until their deaths.
Totally not me tearing up here.
two in the morning and my brain is like: hey, guess what time it is.
and im like: no, i know what ur doing
brain: mmmmhmm
me: stop thT
brain: what if i jus…say its patrochillies hour-
me: STOP I CANT CRY OUT OF NOWHERE AGAIN
Achilles: Hey Briseis, I heard u wanted to marry my boyfriend
Briseis: Yes, do you have a problem with that?
Achilles: I believe the way i should describe it is, finders keepers.
You know how musicals have reoccuring riffs for different moods and themes within a show that form connections between characters within a story?
I want someone to write a song where Deidamia sings about being Achilles’s wife and what it really means to be a woman in Ancient Greece. She’s used as a pawn, a tool for Thetis to tear her son away from Patroclus. And the driving point is that she’ll love her son even if her husband is loving someone else. He is her husband only by title and it somehow, even with the promise of fame, makes her feel small because she knows shes just a footnote in his history. Patroclus is wonderful and thats why she hates him, because she understands why Achilles could run to the ends of the earth for him.
These are common themes within the book and I want someone to take the music from Deidamia’s song and adapt it for Briseis. Now here we have two women confusingly in love with men who have forced them to practically marry them despite already having a exclusive relationship together. Briseis sings about having a family with the two of them, Achilles included, and having that calm family dream she has had as a child except she knows she’ll never get what she wants.
There would be a reprise for Briseis after Achilles dies where she mourns the two men, she was a stepping stone to them and nothing more, and yet still she mourns and is obligated to love them. Almost like a slave.
Her song melts into the finale when she and Deidamia sing together the part of the chorus they share and the song melts further into a full ensemble.
The end.
My copy of The Song of Achilles got water damaged. Luckily it wasn't the first drowning for Achilles
guys don’t let your boyfriend borrow your clothes
no seriously trust me
the gentle intimacy of this is something so dear to me
I love Percy Jackson because it introduced me to Greek mythology. I love Hamilton because it made me interested in US history. I love the Song of Achilles because it got me to read the Iliad. I don’t care if it’s canonical, interpretations are great because they get people more interested in the source material.
SPOILERS
alt title for the song of achilles
"they both die at the end"
patroclus: drawing and writes the word bromance
patroclus: slowly erases the b
achilles: wha-
patroclus: redrawing the b
when in doubt, read fanfiction. when not in doubt, read fanfiction. honestly just read fanfiction it's the best.
just two beautiful boys who Hector has done nothing to
I was looking up something today and two of my recent searches popped up. I think that they may perhaps be equivalent.
How do I explain that my fandom is approximately 3000 years old, my favourite characters are war criminals and Alexander the Great liked the same gay ship as me
Achilles and Patroclus are asteroids
There are two trojan asteroids named after Achilles and Patroclus. Discovered 22 February 1906 by Max Wolf at Heidelberg, 588 Achilles was the first-ever Jupiter trojan found. Only eight months later (17 October 1906), August Kopff discovered the Binary Trojan 617 Patroclus at Heidelberg.
They are reunited in the stars.
There’s a butterfly called Morpho achilles patroclus
So, the other day, I just found out that the butterfly Morpho achilles has a subspecies called Morpho achilles patroclus. There’s also a butterfly called Morpho deidamia.
I just finished reading tsoa again-
"I hope that Hector kills you"
"Do you think I do not hope the same?"
So I made some Patroclus x Achilles fanarts ^^
To be honest that's not really how I imagine them, I drew it before starting the book lolz hope you guys like it ❤
So I made some Patroclus x Achilles fanarts ^^
To be honest that's not really how I imagine them, I drew it before starting the book lolz hope you guys like it ❤
WHAT IS TO LOVE? you think this is it. when you crown him king with his halo dazzling against the blackness of the stars because they, of course, they are dimmed against him. he outshines them all. this is love. WHAT IS TO LOVE? you think this is it. you hollow out his thighs and worship his mouth and surrender to his army. you build a temple out of the prayers you have whispered to him against the breathless warmth of his lips and you kneel. you kneel. this is love. WHAT IS TO LOVE? you think this is it. this scrambling of limbs and waking together in the morning, falling asleep at night with your arm dangling over his sun-stroked (for the sun, even the sun loves him– how could it not?) torso, tracing the dimples of his back with the pins affixed, haphazardly, to your palm. you scar him with needles and he kills you with knives. this is love. WHAT IS TO LOVE? you think this is it. the boldness he has inspired, the boldness he regrets. the calluses on your palm, the calluses he carries in his chest. the fraying leather you don, the shining steel he was born in. you love the idea of one last supernova, you taste the idea of going down in storm and glory on your tongue, a phoenix in the fire, of matching his brilliance for the first and the last time. you know with dread and you know with terrible clarity and you know with the unerring confidence of a boy who knows he has nothing to lose. all you can lose is him. all you can lose is him. and you are saving him, you are, you are saving him from drowning in his own blood. you think that, as you become him and soak up his fire and swallow his flames, that this is it. this is love.
you would burn the world down and build it up brick by brick for him // s.w. (via bluesergente)