#hektor and paris

[littlesparklight]

You stand above your brother in his bed, occupied now by more than just pillows and blankets, for the woman at his back is fair and terrifying, even in sleep. You look between them, and you stand above your brother and think -

Is it too late to kill him now?

There are no ships on the horizon - yet - and if you present a body along with the stolen wife when the husband turns up, will that break the omen your mother dreamed?

Is it too late to kill him now?

You drop your hand down - perhaps to close around his throat, another already clutching one of those many, many pillows, and in the dark it'd be easy, wouldn't it? All you do is caress his cheek, your fingers digging stiffly into the pillow. He exhales, a tender shallow ease of breath, and there is this little smile on his lips.

You stand above your brother in his bed, there are ships on the shore, and you have cursed him for a plague, a bane, a cruelty raised by the Olympian to bring your house down, and -

it's too late to kill him now.

It'd be easy to do it, however. You carry a dagger at your belt even now, having left your own bed. Or you could perhaps stir up one of your other brothers, the city, some of your father's council. The baby was almost killed once, after all; what would it matter if it was realized now? Kin-blood believed to have been spilled is surely no less polluting than it being done in reality. The attempt might only have been in the handing over of a fragile infant into another's hands, handed over into the bosom of a mountain, wild and no place for such a tender little being.

But the mountain had been merciful, and nurtured instead of torn asunder, and now you're standing above your brother in his bed.

It's too late to kill him now, but would anyone blame you, blame anyone at all they might suspect, as much as they hate him, a hatred unsaid? Simmering. You don't know how he walks through the palace, the city, his life and not cower from the knowledge; he can't not know.

Your brother - pretty, soft, laughing, shining - doomed and dooming all of you from the start. What does an infant know of causing death? Your father tried to kill an innocent. Some of your brothers attempted it next, an innocent only wishing to reclaim what he thought belonged to him and them not knowing who the slave they felt so insulted by was.

Perhaps it's only fair he will kill you all, merely by existing, by batting those ridiculous lashes to lure the woman still sleeping at his back out of her home, her marriage, her life, and into yours.

You stand above your brother in his bed, and brush your knuckles down his cheek.

It's too late to kill him now, and no matter that you've cursed him and wished him dead - to his face, to your parents' faces, but never to anyone else's - with every angry word to spit at him there's always this echo of the wide, wide eyes, the trembling hand in yours as you help him up from kneeling next to the altar in your head.

Your little brother, that you failed to protect when he was born. And what are you if you don't protect? It's too late to kill him now, anyway. Was always too late.

You meet the gleaming whites of Helen's gaze in the darkness, watching her smooth her grip on your brother's arm into a stroke. Both of you can feel the relief staining the air as you turn away, pretending like she wasn't ready to help you.

You leave your brother in his bed.

[deadbaguette]

Dear children of Priam, were you doomed all along?

[chelathy]

HELEN! ft Hektor and Paris

[dilfaeneas]

Hecuba children height and age chart at the start of the war

How things stand at the start vs the end of the 10th year. Oof. (Ages/heights not adjusted)

[kindred-spirit-93]

cassandra & hector

dont look too closely pls and ty. quick doodle of them to celebrate having achieved like a seventh of todays work goal lol :')

exam tomorrow!! ill hopefully be back to write my heart out for the sillies in the evening, i have so many hcs and stuff so ill wait and see :]

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in the meantime: to me they are twins! before cass got her prophetic powers and their relationship soured, theyd stay up late and swap tea (they have dirt on everyone and their mother) & bully paris together. the classic "we found u on the streets somewhere and took u in" lol

if theres drama brewing in the palace kingdom u can trust them to be the very first to know lol. they both have glorious hair bc i say so, and blue and red are their colours and paris gets purple :D

hector was supposed to be looking at his nails while casually dropping the most scalding tea known to ancient greece lmao but i cant draw hands to save my life. anyway yes. them <3

[bugbear55]

Drawtober Day 3: Steampunk AU

With my lovers, the children of Priam

this took forever but i had blasts. and i love how paris and kassandra came out. Sorry hector my boy you look like shit <3

[puspa-san]

An extra page from Oshiete FGO! Ijin to Shinwa no Grand Order manga.

[marsdeathdefiances]

[h0bg0blin-meat]

Paris: She calls me apple the way I be in cider-

Hektor: No.

[kiwikipedia]

Chiron, reading off a piece of paper: The illiad is called the illiad because illium was another name for Troy and “-ad” was a suffix that meant “the story of”

Odysseus: so you’re saying…. the illiad should be called Troy Story?

Hector: Thanks I hate it

Achilles: You gotta friend in horse

Paris, crying: YOU DO NOT HAVE A FRIEND IN HORSE

[littlesparklight]

Something about how Hektor is the first to stand up for Paris, defending him even not knowing who he is, defending a slave and his right to his victory.

Something about how Hektor, even into the very last, even when he curses Paris' very existence when he's angry, still wants his little brother by his side.

Still wants reconciliation.

(Something, too, about how Paris generally takes Hektor's verbal abuse, only categorically saying he's wrong in the one instance Hektor IS wrong to throw out all those insults...

Who else but the one who first stood up for him should get to say those things?)

[lemonadehtwooh]

Romeo team heights! :D

I really like how I did Penth's/Beserker's color palette, I think it contrasts well with her personality and the sort of fire motive in her in-game attacks

Hektor's robotic arm was also really fun to sketch in :3

[chelathy]

Drew some of my Illiad faves! So many thoughts so little time to draw them.

Top Row: Helen, Odysseus and Menelaus

Bottom Row: Paris, Hektor and Kassandra

[nawimess]

Paris stfu

[dailyarturiartfgo]

Can I request a Hektor and Paris doing cute sibling things together?

They need their wholesome discussion after what happened to the city of Troy

[luddlestons]

editing my book about these 3, so naturally I wanted to draw a little bit of their chaos

(Paris pissed off Deiphobus--he is correct that he didn't do anything, but Deiphobus is annoyed with his mere existence. Hektor is making the dangerous assumption that his brothers are mad at each other for valid reasons. Helenus has better stuff to do.)