#me to patroclus: I Love You Sweet Boy

[logolepsy-babble]

I heard someone say this, so we’re sharing.

Rick Riordan loves his long standing romances to mirror Grecian romance myths.

Percy and Annabeth mirror Odysseus and Penelope, how they love each other and Percy was thrown onto the island of Ogyia with Calypso. Even through the wars, he fought for her. He fought Polyphemus. He could never forget Annabeth regardless of what was thrown at him.

Nico and Will mirror Orpheus and Eurydice. They both went to the underworld. Will could never leave without his Eurydice, Nico. He traveled the Underworld and turned around on the stairs to see Nico. He used song to open the stairs of Orpheus. He proved multiple times that he would not let himself live without Nico there. He was weaker than Nico, but he would fight for him. Their love had the approval of the Gods and Hades, in specific.

Honorable mention: Silena Beauregard and Clarisse La Rue. You CANNOT tell me they weren’t in love with each other in the good luck, babe/casual/I wish you were a boy sense. anyways. Achilles and Patroclus. Clarisse who despised most except Silena. Silena who was kind-natured and sweet but still could be strong. Clarisse who was relentless, cruel, strong, and a valiant fighter. Clarisse who boycott the war. Silena who wore Clarisse’s uniform to break the boycott. Clarisse who brutally k*lled others because the one she held most close to her heart died. Clarisse who loved her best friend, Silena.

[tinycoffeeroom]

podcast crush | arthur hill

face claim: steph bohrer ♡

request: here !

requested: Hey just wondering if you could maybe write something like either Arthur’s girlfriend or crush goes on the podcast and it’s just like cute fluff or Arthur’s girlfriend supporting him at Leeds festival and like calming him down hahah no worries if not x

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y/nstagram on a date, do you think he's nervous?

andrew_spanndy rue, when was this ↳ y/nstagram andrew, baby, you weren't supposed to find out like this... ↳ max_balegde can you blame me? look at her xx ↳ andrew_spanndy i'm just mad i wasn't invited 😞 ↳ y/nstagram next time it's just you and me babygirl 💗 ♥️ andrew_spanndy

arthurnfhill i would do the same thing ↳ y/nstagram awww you flatter me xx ↳ fan my parents who don't know they're my parents and aren't together but should be

fan y/n is so gorgeous please i am on my KNEES

fan not arthur flirting in her comments AGAIN can y'all just kiss or smth

arthurtv what did you say to make him do that? 😭 ↳ y/nstagram wdym i just looked hot and it happened ↳ arthurtv humble as always y/n ↳ y/nstagram ok mr "posts topless selfies to distract from his lack of rizz" ↳ fan gagged a lil ↳ arthurtv :((((((( ↳ y/nstagram i'm sorry pooks, you know ily xx

georgeclarkeey so... getting you on the pod when? ↳ y/nstagram you couldn't afford my fee x ↳ max_balegde your fees a redbull and a blue razz vape ↳ y/nstagram unprovoked??? ↳ max_balegde THE LAST PICTURE SAYS OTHERWISE???

mummysboypod we could afford your fee y/n (heart) ↳ y/nstagram i'd do it for free for lisa xx ↳ lisahull_hill y/n my lovely girl ❤️ ↳ y/nstagram absolutely adore you ❤️ ↳ arthurnfhill can't believe my mum loves y/n more than me ↳ fan 🤨 ↳ arthurnfhill more than she loves me* oops ↳ fan ur not slick arthur.

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y/nstagram charitably graced his podcast and he thanks me by mocking my poses 🙄

fan EP OUT WHEN??? ↳ y/nstagram mummysboypod? ↳ mummysboypod next week! :)

fan WHERE IS LISA???? ↳ y/nstagram the lisa pics are for me and me only ↳ lisahull_hill silly girl, we all know the real reason why i'm not on here! ↳ fan LISA SPILL PLEASE ↳ lisahull_hill you'll have to wait for next weeks podcast! :P

arthurnfhill maybe i just thought it was a snazzy pose ↳ y/nstagram hmm ofc you did 🙄 ↳ arthurnfhill full of attitude today aren't you 🤨 ↳ y/nstagram who me? 😇

fan MUMMYS BOY POD WITH Y/N I DREAMED OF DAYS LIKE THIS

fan i need y/n biblically ♥️ arthurnfhill ↳ fan like i said before ur not slick arthurnfhill

bachandarthur us next? 🥺 ↳ y/nstagram anything for my pookies 🫶 ↳ arthurtv don't bother

MUMMYS BOY PODCAST WITH Y/N L/N TRANSCRIPT EXCERPT

LISA: So, my sweet Y/N, how have you been? Y/N: I've been good! My youtube and tiktok have been taking off so it's been a bit hectic! LISA: Oh yes, I forgot you did the tikkytokky thing like Arthur. [ARTHUR AND Y/N LAUGH AT LISA SOFTLY] Y/N: Yes, I do the tikkytokky thing. It took a while to find my niche but I think I've finally found my place on there. LISA: I asked Arthur to help me set up an account so I could follow you. I love seeing your, oh, what are they called, Arthur? ARTHUR: Get ready with me's? LISA: Yes, that. You're always so happy, it makes me want to just... [LISA REACHES ACROSS TO PINCH Y/N'S CHEEK] ARTHUR: Mum, please unhand our guest. LISA: [LAUGHS] Y/N doesn't mind, do you sweetie? Y/N: Of course not! If it was Arthur on the other hand... ARTHUR: Ah yes, it's bully Arthur hour again. [LISA AND Y/N LAUGH] Y/N: What else are we supposed to do?

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LISA: Oh, sweetie, before I forget, I still have the book you leant me last week! Y/N: The Song of Achilles? How did you find it? ARTHUR: I got a phone call of her crying her eyes out, you wicked woman. I thought something bad had happened! Y/N: Something bad did happen! They kept Achilles and Patroclus apart for so long... LISA: Oh, don't! You'll set me off again! I'm too scared to ask you for another recommendation! Y/N: [LAUGHS] I promise the next one won't be so sad! I just finished Romancing Mr Bridgerton which I think you'll really like! You've read the first Bridgerton book, haven't you? LISA: Oh yes, I loved it! Which sibling is the one you just finished? Y/N: It's Colin and Penelope! LISA: Their season is coming out soon, isn't it? Are you still coming round to watch it? Y/N: Where else would I be?! I've already planned the drinks and snacks for our Bridgerton marathon! ARTHUR: Can we not recommend regency porn to my mother in front of me? Y/N: And how do you know it's regency porn, Mr Hill? You told me you hadn't watched it. LISA: He wanted to know more about it since he knows you love it so much. ARTHUR: Mum! [LISA AND Y/N LAUGH AS ARTHUR LOOKS SCANDALISED] LISA: Oh, sorry, was I not supposed to say that? Y/N: How sweet of you Arthur, maybe you should come watch the new season with me and Lisa? ARTHUR: I refuse to watch the carriage scene in the company of my mother. [Y/N SQUEALS WHILST LISA BATS HER ARM] Y/N: So you've read the books? [SILENCE] ARTHUR: Ok, maybe I did...

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LISA: You know, Y/N, you're such a lovely girl. Beautiful face, amazing personality and limitless prospects, how are you still single? Surely the guys must be beating down your door. Y/N: Thank you for that stellar review Lisa [LAUGHS]. Honestly, I'm quite happy with what I have at the moment! My careers taking off, I'm doing things I could only dream of and visiting places that are all over my pinterest boards. i'm not exactly looking for a relationship, but if one came along I wouldn't be opposed to seeing where things go! ARTHUR: Mum - LISA: [SHUSHES ARTHUR] so if you were looking for someone, what do you look for? Y/N: Why? Do you have someone in mind for me? [LAUGHS] [LISA SHRUGS] Y/N: Well I guess, if I had to choose, I'd love someone family oriented. I love my family more than anything on this earth so it would be nice to find someone who has the same ideals as me. Someone kind, of course, warm and funny. Someone with hobbies and passions we share but also separate ones so we can have our independence. The appearance really doesn't matter to me, I'm more someone who leans into personality. But, I mean, if they were smoking hot, it wouldn't hurt! [LAUGHS] LISA: And your hobbies are...? Y/N: Why do I feel like I'm on take me out or something? [LAUGHS] I like music and craft... Hiking is fun sometimes! I have to include reading as well!. [LAUGHS] I also like visiting museums and art galleries. And, of course, makeup! LISA: Arthur likes art galleries too, he took me to the Tate Modern the other week to show me the new exhibit! Y/N: [SHOCKED EXPRESSION] without me? Arthur, how could you? ARTHUR: Oh, so now I can speak? Also, you said you were busy! LISA: You also like hiking, don't you Arthur? I remember all the selfies you sent me when you were in LA. ARTHUR: I do... where is this going, Mum? Y/N: Yeah, where is this going Lisa? [LAUGHS] LISA: [SHRUGS] Nowhere, was just making some observations.

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y/nstagram bridgerton s3 pt 1 watch party with MOTHER ❤️ (lisa makes the best snack tables, i'm moving in immediately)

lisahull_hill there's always a bedroom here for you sweet y/nnie ❤️ ↳ y/nstagram lisa i'll cry right now, i love you 🥹

arthurnfhill that was the most awkward 4 episodes of my life ↳ y/nstagram i am so sorry (not) for laughing at your expression in ep 4 ↳ fan Y/N HOW DID HE REACT TO THE CARRIAGE SCENE ↳ y/nstagram he got up and walked out the room, we had to stop the show we were Howling ↳ arthurnfhill i will never forgive you for this ↳ lisahull_hill it's just a bit of sex arthur, grow up 😆

fan lisa loves her daughter (in law) ♥️ lisahull_hill, y/nstagram ↳ fan ur delusional (i believe you) ↳ fan real! ↳ fan i love her daughter (in law) too

fan y/n i NEED to know where that corset is from!!!! ↳ y/nstagram i got it from amazon, one sec i'll dm you the link 💓 ↳ fan everyone's favourite girl's girl

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arthurnfhill absolutely no reason why i'm uploading this specific set of pics :)

arthurtv bro is smoking hot

georgeclarkeey absolutely fuckin smoking babes

chrismd phwoar did it just get hot in here or is it me

italianbach who's this hottie over here? one could say he is smokin'

fan the gang hyping arthur up im SCREAMING

fan not him shooting his shot over ig... just message her my guy

fan museums ✅ family oriented ✅ music ✅ reading ✅ y/n please put him out of his misery

fan he wants y/n so bad but jokes on him so do we

fan y/nstagram please come get your man... ↳ fan y/nstagram ↳ fan y/nstagram ↳ fan y/nstagram ↳ fan y/nstagram ↳ fan y/nstagram please it's painful at this point ↳ fan y/nstagram

y/nstagram ??? wait you like me??? ↳ fan come the fuck on y/n he's fancied you for MONTHS ↳ y/nstagram ???!!!!!! i did not know????? ↳ arthurnfhill my mum has literally been trying to get us together for ages ↳ fan put him out of his misery PLEASE ↳ y/nstagram lisahull_hill ???!!!! elaborate lisa??? ↳ lisahull_hill oh he likes you a lot, i do too, that instagram user wasn't wrong when they said i love my daughter (in law)

y/nstagram come over right now. ↳ arthurnfhill 🫡🫡 ↳ fan WE WANT TO KNOW TOO???? Y/N SHARE WITH THE AUDIENCE????

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y/nstagram smoking hot ✅ funny ✅ family oriented ✅ likes music and crafts (he made the tshirt and mug) ✅ kind and warm ✅ perfect boyfriend material if you ask me

fan OHHHH HOW I PRAYED FOR DAYS LIKE THIS

georgeclarkeey idk about funny? ↳ y/nstagram ur just salty i took ur man ↳ georgeclarkeey he may be your boyfriend but it's MY bed he comes home to xx

arthurtv HE'S ONLY GONE AND DONE IT LADS!!!!! ♥️ arthurnfhill, y/nstagram

chrismd maybe now he'll shut the fuck up about how pretty you are ↳ arthurnfhill jokes on you i'm about to double down ↳ chrismd i need to move out so bad

arthurnfhill the penelope to my colin 💚 ↳ y/nstagram come back rn i need to kiss you

fan he's pulled off the heist of the century!!!! ♥️ arthurnfhill

fan my gf's not my gf anymore :(

lisahull_hill my sleuthing works wonders! ↳ y/nstagram love you lisa ❤️ ↳ lisahull_hill arthur was right, i do love you more than him ↳ arthurnfhill MUM??? (understandable)

[johaerys-writes]

Hello! May I ask a WIP Wednesday, only if you're okay? Thank you so much for all your wonderful fics!

Hello!! I've been steadily working (plodding along lmao) on the western AU, here's a tiny snippet of Achilles being a silly menace:

After finishing his lunch, Patroclus leans back against the birch tree trunk and pulls a small book out of his pocket; the same book he was reading the day before, and the day before that. He is soon engrossed in it, and back to ignoring Achilles thoroughly.

"What are you reading?" Achilles asks, sitting up. He tries to make out what the book is about, but he’s too far away.

"A book."

"I can see that. What kind of book?"

Patroclus chews idly on the long stem of wild wheat dangling from his lips. He never once takes his eyes off the page as he turns it. "The reading kind."

“You don't say,” Achilles mutters, seething in frustration. Patroclus must think himself quite clever, and Achilles quite the dolt, if he thought for a minute that he would be placated by this answer. He wants to grab that insolent boy by the shoulders and shake him, to push and poke and prod him until he finally looks at him.

Before he can stop himself, he's already shot up and snatched the book from Patroclus' hands.

"Hey!"

"Assorted poems," Achilles reads off the cover of the book when he flips it over. "Huh. Didn't pin you as the poetry type."

Patroclus visibly bristles, his shoulders and neck tensing, and gives him a hard, from-under stare. He pushes himself up to his feet, but Achilles is faster; he dashes away and climbs up the next tree, quick and agile like a cat.

"Give it back here," Patroclus demands sharply, but Achilles is already perched on his tree branch, out of Patroclus’ reach, and biting into his piece of honey pie as he examines the book at his leisure. It is small and sturdy, and seems to have been well loved. The pages are tinged yellow, and the leather is scuffed at the corners but it’s in relatively good shape, considering Patroclus has probably been carrying it around in his pocket for God knows how long.

"Let’s see, let's see…" Achilles muses loudly. The cake fills his mouth with sweet, gooey syrup as he peruses the small book’s contents, but nothing tastes as sweet as disturbing Patroclus’ peace. "What does Patroclus No-Name like to read? Bet it's something very clever and profound. Bet it’s some big secret no one's allowed to know." He finishes off his pie and licks his fingers clean as Patroclus continues to glare at him from below.

“Shall I read us something from it?” he asks pleasantly. It thrills him beyond measure, the way Patroclus’ eyes flick from his face to his fingers, still sticky with syrup, that are touching the pages of his precious book. “It would be just the thing to pass the time, don’t you think? I’ll read your favourite poem, if you tell me which one it is.”

The only answer Patroclus gives him is a long, hard, dark look.

“Fine, then, I’ll choose one myself!” Achilles declares, and flicks a page at random.

[ask-modern-patrochilles]

out of context where are you? :(

[ Hi! 👋🏼 I didn’t plan on taking another break but it sort of just happened for multiple reasons. I’ll be putting it under the read more tab because boy it’s a Lot ]

[ First off, there’s been a lot of hate going on in the fandom tags, and while I usually just block and go about my day, it’s really exhausting to see so many people hatefully criticizing something you love especially the way you interpret these characters (how they look, how they dress, body type, etc.). It’s made me feel very unwelcome in this space because I’ve seen so many people complaining about how they can’t stand ‘certain interpretations’ of these characters which is almost exactly how I draw and write about them. Every time I go to draw them, I just feel bad and it sucks so much because I still love them!

Second, the racism and elitism which I think speaks for itself. As a person of color (I am Puerto Rican), seeing racism consistently happening in classic fandom spaces is exhausting. My version of Patroclus is Black (with a mixed background), and it’s infuriating and so discouraging and disgusting to see so many people say that Greek mythology characters can’t be Black, despite the historical evidence that says otherwise. The rampant racism, and people making excuses for it, has been very hurtful and discouraging me from creating as well.

Lastly, and less related, I’ve been having a lot going on irl, my cat’s been hospitalized for a week and in process of recovering so I haven’t really had the time to draw these past two weeks even if I felt I up to it.

I’ll probably be back soon, I do have some big plans for this blog! And like I said, I still love tsoa, I love these characters and I’m still writing my fics over on ao3. However, I can’t lie, I’ve been feeling very discouraged from engaging in fandom because of the reasons above. It’s exhausting to see these things, and to post something you worked hard on only to see people being racist and hateful towards it in the end.

But I want to be very clear, there are still so many nice people in this fandom and I am very grateful to those who support my work and are very sweet with their comments in general.

So I hope this little break helps me get that passion for creating back, until then thanks for sticking around! I hope to update again very soon! In the mean time, you are more than welcome to send asks, I might answer a few with text responses if that’s okay with you guys 😊❤️ ]

[streets-in-paradise]

Actually, some uses of repetition on the Troy (2004) script regarding the familiar relation aren't useless, or just there to "no homo" Achilles and Patroclus.

Best example is this one :

"Odysseus: Even if your cousin doesn't come, I hope you'll join us, Patroclus. We could use a strong arm like yours.

Achilles: Play your tricks on me, but not on my cousin. "

Odysseus is trying to persuade Patroclus because he guessed Achilles would do as he wants if he convinces the boy. For this, the discursive use is very clever.

He sees already that Patroclus has his head full of epic tales and craves so badly to live his own adventure. The lad wants to follow the footsteps of his teacher, making a name for himself. Noticing he is used to be " the cousin of Achilles", Odysseus sweet talks him doing an inversion of this logic where he remains at the shadow. He could have said " Even if Achilles doesn't come", but instead cleverly chose to adress the famous hero as " your cousin". The cousin of Patroclus, sentence where Achilles is the relative behind the name.

Again, feeding the crave for glory of the young boy.

The reply of Achilles reestablishes the order in the dynamic while warning the king of ithaca that he is crossing dangerous territory. " Play your tricks on me, but not on my cousin " implies once more that he is the name of the duo. In this case not out of protagonism seeking, but protectiveness.

Phrasing has a purposefull meaning, the intentionality shows things about the characters. There are a few other moments where the placing of "cousin" says more than what people want to read, but I will get in another topic.

One can also argue the script keeps a similar insistence in pointing out Hector and Paris are brothers. The repetition is as constant as in the case of Achilles and Patroclus, yet it never gets scrutinized (for obvious reasons).

Countless examples show this, so I'll list only a few:

" Paris: Do you love me, brother? Would you protect me against any enemy?"

" Paris: I have no trouble sleeping on the seas, brother. Athena sings lullabies to me. "

" Hector * grabbing Paris' face* : Paris, you are my brother and i love you, but if you do anything to endanger Troy I will rip your pretty face from your pretty skull. "

" Achilles *to Hector, about the widows in Troy*: Perhaps your brother can comfort them. I heard he is good at charming other men's wives. "

And perhaps the most important

" Menelaus*threatening a trembling Paris who is embracing his brother's knees*: Stand back, Prince Hector! I will kill him at your feet, I don't care!

Hector: He is my brother."

Because it creates a devastating contrast with this

"They were cousins " and " they were brothers" work as parallels, fixation on remarking it goes both ways and it serves the story.

[cowboy-heart]

'ode to my heel' - an achilles and patroclus poem :)

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a poem titled 'ode to my heel':

fated to die a body dipped in metal but for my heel the fall of a hero punctured the only place I could feel.

but they ignore my true downfall, a bone-aching sickness, the loss of my heart, my soul, the death of my darling Patroclus.

I did not wish to go to war, but they didn’t want me to go more, into women’s clothes I was tied the past that I had tried to hide. but they knew I was a fraud my hand shaped to hold a sword just as when I was a child, expected to be mild, my dress hung too tight my soles too muddy they knew it at first sight, they knew I was not a she but that I was Achilles.

despite my conscription I could make my peace but you, sweet boy, insisted on accompanying me to Troy.

the arms I once kissed now being used to end a life back to back brother to brother heel to heel I only wished to end this fight to no longer to have to conceal and love each other with all our might.

the heel, the heel, oh the heel you, my knight, were it all along. when you fell I knew not who I was I seeked to bring the world to ruin in all my grief and wrongdoing desecrate all that was holy dragging your killer’s body round and round your tomb to show the only ring I was permitted to bestow – hoping pleading begging by some divine light the gods would see my plight, and bring you back to me.

but back you were not brought. killer’s father laid lips to my hands and my heart yearned for yours once more. dead man walking your hands were mine, my breath came from your lungs, they told me I would die, but I already had.

Dante cast me into the inferno punished for being driven by wicked lust but I ask you how am I different to any artist: overcome with painting curves and angles upon the urns depicting great beauty – they are revered. but I, whose brush is my tongue whose canvas is your sternum am banished to suffer an impure love.

when paris’ arrow found my foot to rest my heart was put. in death my ashes mix with yours body and soul together once more.

our reunion may not be noted in pen battles and victory written but when our bodies became one together unrecognisable to the ones we once had that was the true end to my iliad.

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[tinybirdsupporter]

Journal entry from January:

Same shit, different day.

God, I wish I was a boy. Yeah, I got the penis envy well enough. Yeah, I wish I was muscular all around, like some guys tend to be. Yeah, I wish guys would see me as a guy. Yeah, whatever.

I attended a [CENSORED] hockey game tonight. My father's school friends were there— I think when he says "daughter", they expect a "girl"— not exactly whatever the fuck I am.

I see the cheerleaders, first— all young blondes in cleavage-cropped tops— they are there just to be looked at. They barely cheer— just some vague arm gestures to the newest Olivia Rodrigo song— cheering is not the point of them anymore. They are to be pleasing, to be looked at. To be so feminine, you harmoniously succeed at the task of being a woman.

I see the boys, second— the hockey players, the fast, highly able boys — they're meant to be looked at, too, but only by merit of their skill. Only by the jerseys on their backs, & how fast they strip the puck from one another. To be so skilled that people value you for that in itself. To be so domineering in competition, that you've made it here— to Princeton, to Quinnipiac— to D1, to a contract, to a spectacle on the big screen. To be so able— to be so masculine.

& I sit there, an odd duck out. I remember how I loved to play ice hockey. I remember how good it felt to be good at it. I wonder why God did not make me a boy— it would've been so easy to keep up.

& I think about how boys love each other. I think about being on an ice hockey team— 15 boys, sweating, turned on and ready to go. I think of how divine it would be, to be a pretty boy surrounded by other pretty boys. I think of how they smack their heads together— I think of the unexpected closeness had when the person next to you scores a goal— when both of you have nothing else to do but swing into each other, invading breaths and tossing arms around in celebration. To be a boy, able to invade a boy's space.

To not be a girl— to not be treated with difference or fragility. To be a boy— where you both freely, languidely wrestle with each other— to be evenly matched, to feel the tension of competition surging within you. To feel that animal inside of you dominate, just for a split second. To transmute that beast into tension, into connection, into action.

& I sit here wondering why this is not me. Perhaps it would all be too simple— no grievances are afforded to this class of person in America— and where there is no struggle, there is no depth. Perhaps this was all masterfully orchestrated, to become me.

To be Achilles as well as Patroclus. To be wholly, divinely even.

That's the thing though! We've enscribed these preconceived notions of our gender onto ourselves, and onto our bodies; men have the privilege of being the "normal" body, & so their internal connections and their external actions are not scrutinized in the way that women, or the woman-adjacent person is. A man has a penis, and if you don't have it, you're not quite a man. Whatever you are, you have a vagina! A weaker body; tits for the looking; butt for the grabbing. When men have tits, they don't have tits. When a boy touches a boy, it is acceptable. When whatever I am does anything, I am immediately evaluated in phenotype to be determined as a vagina-haver; a woman-adjacent; a "whatever," with a vagina; a "whatever" that is at least, certainly not an actual man.

& so all my interactions are contextualized as such. & so my life is determined by that which none of us can adequately control, that actively misrepresents.

The boy's club, the Quinnipiac boy's hockey team. I know in soberation that it is not a club I genuinely would or should miss being in: it is all a façade in the face of patriarchy, an elaborate show borne from 5,000 years of atrocious normativity. The boys are no longer pretty when a slur slips from their mouth— they are not pretty when one sweet-talks assault— they are not pretty when they don't like you, when they reject what they see. A boy's club nine times out of ten deals with the imperial overpresence of patriarchal-induced misogyny (and one must add in some white supremacy if it's a white-boy's-club). These are not spaces I should feel drawn to, because the fantasy is absolutely not real.

Why does the fantasy persist then? Probably just because of what we've already discussed— a man is the fixed status of normalcy, of indifference, of congruency. To be a man is to be nothing at all. To have a penis is to be a man, which is the standard of individually recognized human. To have a vagina is to be exactly inverse— you are then other, differentiated, and something. And when you are something, you are to be seen. When you are nothing, there is nothing TO see.

What the forg. Moving on, I must go wash my face. Goodnight all, I hope you said it back.

[dukeofdelirium]

Let’s talk about something more positive: what are your top 10 gay ships?

Oh god idk if I have 10 but let’s see!

1) lawlight. 1000000000% LAWLIGHT lmao! I’m obsessed. OBSESSED with them. I’ve been obsessed with this ship for over 14 years. They make me actually rabid and crazy like nothing else. Everything about this ship and their dynamic drives me nutty. They are the only real “enemies to lovers” ship I’ve ever gaf about or probably ever will. There’s something sooooo Shakespearean tragedy coded about this pairing and they are genuinely so fun to analyze to me. I’ll never get bored of them!

2) byler! Definitely byler!!! I love this ship so much. Best friends to lovers is always gonna be my favorite overall trope (despite the lawlight obsession) because I just think it’s gahhhh so sweet!! Mike and Will being together will be the perfect conclusion to stranger things imo and I’m so excited for the final season!!

3) korrasami! I remember when they went canon. I was so shocked I didn’t even believe we actually WON with a gay ship. This pairing was groundbreaking for cartoons and is the reason we have gay rep in kids shows now too

4) zukaang! I am a multi shipper so I ship Aang with Katara and Zuko too. I love Zuko and Aang’s dynamic and I think there is a ton of canonical support for this ship, too. I guess they’re technically an “enemies to lovers” but I don’t rlly think of them that way. Anyway, I think they’re cute!

credit to Noquelle for the fanart!

5) patrochilles, obviously there’s the Iliad but there’s also a novel called The Song of Achilles which I highly recommend if you’ve never read it and want gay rep. It’s a beautifully written novel that is about Achilles and Patroclus and makes an argument for the interpretation of them being lovers (which was common in ancient times)

credit to awanqi on Twitter for the fanart

6) frowise??? Samfro???? Sam and Frodo from The Lord of the Rings! I’ve always loved these two. And if you think the films are gay, the books are gayer. They cuddle, hold hands, kiss and tell each other they love each other in the novels. They are precious and I love them soooo much

7) this one’s gonna sound silly but me and my friends ship quimbry (Quil and Embry) from Twilight lmao. We wanted gay rep and then it just kind of snowballed. I have like 7 fanfics on my ao3 written for them …. 😂😂😂 idgaf that they’re fanon either cuz they’re real to me and I’m obsessed with them. My ao3 is the same as my tumblr btw if you wanted to read my fics! it’s dukeofdelirium

8) (edit I can’t believe I forgot them!) WILMON from Young Royals! Such a sweet pairing and I was so obsessed with them when I watched this show. Such a good show too. Highly recommend and the actors had amazing chemistry

9) REDDIE? I remember this one breaking my heart a bit. I’m not a hugely active shipper of it but it’s cute and really sad

10) Jack and Ennis from Brokeback Mountain:(((( this movie really and truly ruined my life and did something to me when I watched it as a 10 yr old. Somethin about growing up in the south as a closeted gay boy…. Heath and Jake were insane in this film their chemistry was nuts

Hmmm I can’t think of anything else at the moment! I’m very particular about the stuff I ship, it rlly has to scratch a niche itch in my brain for me to be really and truly obsessed with it.

Thanks for bringing something positive to the ask box! :) what are your favorite gay ships, anon?

[peggy-sue-reads-a-book]

Oh, My Sunlight

Pairing: Patroclus x Achilles

Rating: Mature

Tags: hurt/comfort, angst, blood, soulmates

Part II of (x)

Achilles:

His arm drawn across my shoulders, holding me steady against him. The pressure of his hand against my shoulder. He rocks slightly as I weep into the curve of his neck. He strokes my face, my neck. He kisses my eyes and the bridge of my nose, loving me.

Patroclus. Patroclus. Patroclus.

The only sound I have spoken in ages. Infinite stretches of language lost to me. All I can remember collapses.

I could not hold his face for years.

Patroclus.

My cries rasp from me in something closer to screams. My body insisting on panic, on terror. That he was not here. That I had screamed for him. Clawed and bit for him and he did not come.

“Love, what is it?”

He does not call me by my name. He knows it would hit to heavy.

“I couldn’t find you.”

I lift my face to him. He is perfect. No god could have made him. He must have formed, lovely, glorious, from chaos and that is how the world was made. His jaw’s smooth curve, the worry filling his eyes. Perfect beauty. If I could have torn the heart from my chest and thrust it into his hands I would have. My love for him is searing rage. It is death. The end of the world.

My skin goes cold. In all those ten years, I could not think. There was nothing. The roar in my ears and bodies around me. My breath picks up, panting. Troy again. Sand in my eyes. The burning numbness.

Hated. They hated you.

And the river. It had gone scarlet.

I am gasping for breath, my heart pumping a slow trickle from the center of my chest. Patroclus pulls me closer, rocking slightly, letting me bleed onto his bare skin. It is minutes before I realize he is shushing me, stroking my head so gently I had not noticed.

They hated you.

Troy.

My throat swells and I cannot even call his name.

“Achilles,” he says. I manage to breath through my nose, to draw him closer, our chests pressing together. He will never leave me. He couldn’t.

Patroclus presses his lips to my temple. My head aches so badly. He kisses my forehead. Sweet kisses along my hairline. I remember this. We were fifteen. He’d asked to touch my hair.

I lose myself in his softness. His arms wind tighter around me, pulling me onto my toes, nearly supporting my full weight. He nuzzles into my hair, rubbing my neck in little circles with his thumbs. He kisses my throat, each of my cheeks. “You’re so sweet,” he says, “My sweet boy.”

I killed them. A family of eight.

“Achilles, I love you.”

Andromache’s family. Troilos. He wasn’t even a soldier. Not really.

“I love you. Hold onto me, Achilles.”

That village. The butt of a spear to a girls temple, too hard. She had fallen in the mud and I had looked away.

“You’ll be alright. Give us some time. You’ll see. We’re together now.”

His voice sinks deeper and deeper beneath water.

“Patroclus, I’m a monster.”

He stares into my face, shocked. His palms fit around my cheekbones, perfect. He is my own body. He parts his lips as if to speak.

“We’ll never become old together,” I say.

He wants me to look at him. It is Paris’s arrow searing through my chest. It is swallowing a spear.

“We will never become old,” he says quietly. His thumb runs over my lower lip.

Scyros.

Who is this man, Phyrra?

I am flinging my arms around him and yelling that he is my husband.

What can I say to him? This and this he can tell me but he cannot make me worth his life. Grief runs over me like flame on oil.

Scorched eggs. Learning to cook breakfast outside our tent.

His tongue’s tip smooth over the underside of my arms. My wrists tied to our bed with a strip torn in haste from his clothing. His hipbones bruising mine.

“It would all still have ended one day.”

A priceless lyre passing between our hands.

Bees brushing into one another. He kisses me and I run from him, the fastest boy in the world. All this I gave away and cannot have back.

“No.”

It scrapes up my throat.

Tears spill from his eyes. My beautiful boy. Precious and perfect.

“Achilles, I—“

“It cannot end.”

“No.”

He trembles around me. Walls falling.

“I want to go home, Achilles,” he says.

I press my nose to his cheek, kiss his jaw.

“We will. Now.”

His tears over my lips, on my throat.

“You gave all you had,” I murmur.

He weeps into me.

“I did.”

“Patroclus, I am yours. I will never leave you. I choose nothing but you. There is nothing but you. There never was. I was wrong, dear one.”

His shoulders fall. Sobs of relief roll through him. I hold him, kiss the crown of his head. Philtatos.

“Patroclus, you were enough for me. I don’t want to be famous. I was happy. But only because of you. I swear it.”

The words I owed him all his life.

He buries his head on my shoulder and closes his eyes. Flooding light. When he’s calmer, I lift his chin and kiss him. I have to. His mouth opens to me and I breath his breath, touch his warm chest. The inside of his lip, smooth and wet on my tongue. “My beloved. My beloved. My beloved.”

And finally there is sunlight with all its sweet breath. He will never be taken from me. Not again. This alone is paradise.

[baejax-the-great]

I have genuinely spent countless hours with nothing but All That Glitters on the brain since like mid December. As it comes to a close I just wanted to thank you for your writing. I’ve gotten so much happiness from it. (And also sadness but in a good, escapism-y way). I don’t think i’ve ever been so attached to a fic before. So sad to see this story end but grateful to have been blessed with ever encountering it in the first place. ❤️❤️

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Thank you for this lovely message, Nonnie. I'm going to use it as an excuse to ramble way too long instead of writing the epilogue.

When I wrote even if it's a lie, I played around with a lot of tragic backstories for Achilles, though mostly non-seriously. I didn't really plan on including it--his relationship with Pat was basically comic relief. I wasn't even going to have it in eiial other than allusions to his fame and his clear fall from whatever fame that was, but a couple people asked, so I decided to have him give the abridged version to Zag.

Someone said they would read it if I ever elaborated on that story, and I remember thinking, lol I'm never writing that. Partly because at the time I assumed that painting Achilles in such a negative light just wouldn't go over well. But I also didn't really have an angle for how I wanted to tell that story, so it didn't interest me.

I don't totally remember how/when I came up with the plot for Gold, but I know @johaerys-writes was the one who really encouraged me to write it and I think @juliafied helped me with it a lot. I believe I posted the first chapter the day before I went out of town on what would be the first of many trips this autumn/winter. It's one of very few fics I wrote on google docs, mostly on my ipad because I don't own a laptop.

I think I was only a chapter or two into Gold when I started writing what is still titled in my docs as "Post-Gold." This fic ended up being such an interesting challenge because I had written what happens before and what happens after, and now I had over 20 years to cover to explain it all.

Here's what I knew at the start.

1. Patroclus got thrown out of his house the minute he got home from Seoul.

2. Achilles sets his own life on fire and Patroclus takes the blame for it, resulting in Achilles moving to Tartarus in shame and not returning until 2022 with Zagreus.

3. Because I'd already written it in eiial, the first time Patroclus sees Achilles in years, the first thing he does is make out with him. (I regretted this one a lot, but hopefully I made it work 🤣)

4. A 39yo got a silver medal in the javelin at the 2020 Olympics. As a result, one of the first lines I wrote was "Take me to Paris, Achilles." That entire scene changed, but I kept the line.

So then it was a game of filling in what actually happened (so much math to figure out the years and their ages lmao), and figuring out how to show the journey of two men growing up, growing apart, and then putting their lives back together. All the years were written out of order, which is why the different sections start the way they do-- originally it was just a system to help me keep track of what year it was and make sure I covered each one.

And with all of that, I thought this fic was going to be shorter than Gold. I figured each year would just be a snapshot--maybe 500-800 words to get a sense of it. Short and sweet.

I'm an idiot, of course. Just the reconciliation that took all of three sentences in eiial required over 15k words for this fic, and it could have been longer.

It was so fun to imagine all these eras of their life. I went from writing about guys who were much younger than me to men who were older than me. The way the world has changed between the year 2000 and the year 2022 is kind of astounding. Someone asked me why the boys couldn't just text each other in Gold and it's because it hadn't really been invented yet. We barely had wifi. They would have had an answering machine at their first apartment they shared with a goofy message recorded together.

To make a long, unnecessary essay short, this fic went from something I had no enthusiasm for and was certain I wouldn't write, to something I'm really proud of. I'm going to miss it.

I was talking recently with someone about this fic from Achilles' perspective-- over the 22 years, which moments would he pick as important in their lives for better or worse, and how many of them would match up with Pat's. I have no intention of writing that story, but it certainly would be a way to sit in this universe a little longer.

[ls-daydreams]

Find the word Game~

Tagged a lifetime ago by @catchingbigfish and @words-after-midnight (and many other lovely people, but I’m trying not to make this post too long). I’m posting very sporadically, I know, but I do appreciate being tagged and I hope to discipline myself into doing these games and interacting more often 🤞

My words were: dream, break, poor, light, yearn(ing) from Nico and extend, freeze, song, table, and run from Elle.

I’m tagging (no pressure, ignore me if you don’t want to do it) @snehithiye​ @endways​ @writeblr-of-my-own​ @innocentlymacabre​ @enchanted-lightning-aes​ @frostedlemonwriter​  to do world, alone, face, time, to leave

As always, everything is from Metanoia:

dream (taken from a letter Michael writes Kai)

Maybe I finally reached peak physical, spiritual, emotional, psychological, every-al exhaustion and my whole being reset. Maybe it was just falling asleep nestled into your warmth, your willing hand in mine. I slept well. I dreamed... of us. I couldn't even tell it was a dream at first. I was making you breakfast, like I've done hundreds of times. You sauntered into the kitchen wearing my clothes. Like you've done hundreds of times. You hugged me from behind and I could feel your sleepy smile on my skin. Not a first occurrence. But then that smile turned into a kiss. Where your face was snuggled into my back. I thought you were teasing, but you kissed my arm. My shoulder. My neck. I let you. I turned around and you kissed my chin. Cheek. Lips. I let you.

I liked it.

break

The rugs are covered in crumbs and crusted, sticky sauces Patroclus couldn’t lick off in time, the fridge and microwave are smeared with god knows what on every side, in and out, and Mal even ends up having to glue the back of a chair to the rest of its body when he moves it and it breaks in his hand. It’s a broken, dirty room that’s too small and too aged, but it’s also where the prettiest sunrises cover everything in a bright, yellow glow and where it’s warmest and coziest in the winter. The true heart of the house. 

It’s Mal’s most favorite room.

poor

"Ma, please. This once, can you just..." he gestures emptily, then lets his arms slap his sides and hang limply. He's just a poor, helpless boy whose only lifeline is a thin, wiry Vogue from his mother's purse. Would she be so kind, please, ma'am?

light

Sensations assault him all at once - the cold marble deck cooling his palms and the back of his bare legs, the smell of freshly cut grass muddying his clothes, the creak of the hooded swing as he swayed and sweated on hot summer days. He looks up, expecting to find lights on in the window, but there’s nothing but spiderwebs and vines overtaking the cracked walls of the house.

yearning

He wasn’t sure if it was his sudden hunger that spread such yearning through his body or it was something else. He took a heaping bite to check. 

By themselves, the sensations were common and unimportant – tongue burning under the sweet and sour cinnamon apple filling, powdered sugar sticking to the corners of his mouth, even the way Lu had thrown the bag at him. 

All together, they jolted the synapses in Mal’s brain in what he could only define as raw affection. He knew, innately, that he’d eaten many of these strudels before, that they were offered to him, albeit aggressively, by someone he felt a deep attachment to.

extend

He carefully plops himself across from Grumpy, extending his bad foot while tucking the other, and stares. There’s no danger of being caught, Grumpy’s eyes closed as if he’s sleeping, but Mal knows better. He looks troubled, his face pulled in a tight frown, the pale skin under his eyes taking on the reddish-purple tint of too little sleep.

freeze

"I got an email I changed my password, dumbass. You could've just asked instead of going all hackerman on it."

"Ask who? The sleeping giant?"

Lu gasps, pulls hard on the bandage, making Mal wince and slap her hand away.

"I'm not a giant, I'm just well developed," she states, tying her work in a nice bow.

She's nowhere near as chubby as she was when they were kids, now grown into a strong, sturdy woman. Her cheeks are still full, tummy still soft, thighs still fleshy, but she's grown comfortable with her looks, and with that gained enough confidence to sass her way out of anything. It makes Mal's heart swell.

"Figure of speech, my sweet. Don't worry, you won't have to change the password again, I made it real personal and very you."

She cocks an eyebrow.

"It's DestielForever0804. Capital D, capital F."

Her face freezes in horror.

"What? Those are the dudes you're obsessed with, right? It was that or those other ones, but I didn't know if they were Merthur or Arlin."

song

Grumpy doesn't hear Mal approach; it's a miracle he can hear anything at all if blasting music in his ears like he does now is a habit. Mal can't make out an actual song, he wouldn't know it even if he did, but the drums and guitars are heavy and hectic and some lady's savagely screaming her guts out. Not entirely Dacia's style, not really Grumpy's either if one were to look just at the outside, but somehow the image fits in Mal's exhausted little brain.

table

Even if he hadn’t been here this morning, he can easily piece together what Carmen had for breakfast from the crumbs still speckled on the table and the dishes in the sink. He can tell she didn’t finish from the third of coffee left in her mug. He knows he was cutting veggies for soup since the poor carrots are all shriveled and dried up on the counter. He knows exactly why it was all left in a rush from the bloody tissues and bandage wrapper they hadn’t thrown away.

run

"No one can shame you if you don't feel ashamed," he remembers himself say, and for once he has to give it to Kai. Don't run away, don't hide, just own it.

[edsbacktattoo]

would love to hear you talk about hades!! what’s your favorite character or story beat? who has the best boons? which weapon do you like the most?

oh my friend. oh my darling sweet friend. you have just opened a beautiful pandora’s box. in exchange i offer you my heart: ♥️

ok it is SO HARD TO CHOOSE A FAVOURITE. it’s super close between Thanatos and Zagreus because they’re both very special little angels to me. it’s the death and blood motif, it’s the red and purple, it’s their beautiful dynamic. like every time my boy Than shows up i gasp and go :0!!!!! at my screen. kicking my feet twirling my hair at him.

coming in at a close second/third is Achilles. oh i love him. he’s so beautiful. and then Patroclus and Dionysus and tisiphone and nyx and artemis and-

Favourite story beat?? SPOILERS BELOW THE CUT BABES

bringing persephone home. ouhhhghh. when charon is rowing you down the river and ‘In The Blood’ is playing as the credits roll? shut the fuck up. and then you see Hades get a verbal ass-kicking. perfection.

In terms of boons i tend to gravitate towards Poseidon, Artemis and Dionysus the most. Like there isn’t a single Artemis boon that i’m like :( this is useless to me. And I enjoy all their calls too!

and i will rank the weapons. this is correct and indisputable btw.

Shield (specifically with the aspect of zeus)

Fists

Sword

Spear

Gun

Bow (fuck the bow all my homies hate the bow)

i also have a slideshow presentation about how many shots i would have to ingest to hook up with all the characters in Hades, if you’re interested. it is, in fact, my magnum opus. spoiler, the answer is Not Many Shots for almost everyone.

thank you so much for asking me about this stupid dumb and wonderful game. I wanna know your favourites too!!!! favourite weapon, favourite god!!! do you pet cerberus every single time you’re in the house of hades??? do you ALWAYS greet the supportive shade in the colosseum? gimme the goods

[gildeddlily]

talking ab old and new hyperfixations is why I'm here on this earth

so alr I'm always joking around ab how some shows and books and things changed me as a person since I was a kid and I thought why not? so yeah

1- first of all, the animated Robin Hood with the animales my sister always says that it was what made her a communist, and I can't stop myself from feeling the same. no alr if I have to be serious it probably is what made me hate rich people

2-then, the lord of the rings this is where I've become who I am. I used to watch it when I was sick (the fellowship of the ring part 2, always, cause the khazad dum scene was majestic and my favourite) but it was a tradition of my family to watch the whole triology every two or three months a(nd I was one of those annoying kids who learn the dialogues and talks with the characters). and it kind of set off my standards for films in the future (and ppl too, since I grew up having aragorn as an example of what a man should be so yeah kiss another man's head and cry ab his death and kill strange disgusting things the minute after like the alpha male you are)

3-mamma mia there's a reason why I listen to abba today, and it's because of my mother making me watch this film when I was like seven and rewatching it with me more than two times a year. i absolutely loved it even if I didn't understand some things, but singing those songs was my favourite hobby

4-wild child at the start of our mamma mia's dvd there was the advertisement of this film, and i secretly watched it (since my mom always talked bad ab it saying it was stupid) when I got a computer at like ten and and let's not talk ab how emma roberts was my second woman crush and it was awkward BUT I LOVED THAT FILM SO MUCH since my parents were sweet but a little old on this type of things it was refreshing to watch it

5-achilles crying on patroclus' body my parents bought me the Iliad when I was a kid (in Italy we start to study it in sixth grade so reading its general culture), it was prose but I absolutely loved it. there where draws of what it said, but maybe a little bit too realistic for a six years old- but the one page where there was Achilles trashing on the ground and pulling at his hair and hugging Patroclus' body was rude

6-reading harry potter's books my aunt gifted me the whole series (like a book every month) and I absolutely loved it. the reason why still today after years I remember everything is because I probably read every book at least five times. I didn't have a phone and I was like seven, so I didn't get any spoilers, and I straight up cried so many times (sirius's death, remus and dora's death, harry's death, the flashback of lily and james' death, fred's death and so many things) and I loved it. now it's rare for me to watch something without spoilers.

7-david bowie my first real queer representation my father is a little homophobic, the it's-ok-not-in-front-of-me kind but he absolutely loved david bowie. he made me listen to Hunky Dory when I was like five, and I was the kid in school that singed Changes and got bad looks but I really loved his voice. after years, in seventh grade I think, I rediscovered him and as confirmed queer person I quite obsessed on him. still thanking you dad!

8-avril lavigne ok this is alr still my father made me randomly listen to sk8er boy and I kind of obsessed on her? when I was like nine? it lasted a year or so, and I only listened to her but I loved Complicated's music video. I kinda hated Girlfriend since I was on my "i'm different from other girls" period, while I absolutely love it now that I'm a little older (and it shouldn't make sense but it does)

9-Bring Me to Life's music video and everything else still my dad. telling me it was a good one. I obsessed on the song, and the album, and Evanescence. stopped listening to them when my mother told me I was like my cousin (my millenial cousin that I hated and that loved evanescence as a teen) so I had to rediscover them at fourteen as a real angsty teen!! but still I was like ten and singing screaming wake me up inside in my room in my italian-ten-ys-english

10-kill bill still a kid, still traumatized, still loving it after almost ten years. I absolutely loved the first volume cause I liked the yellow outfit and the japanese school-girl and Uma Thurman is still today my love and O-Ren was so pretty. yeah the blood and the missing limbs but the women and the plot was so good. rewatching it after years made me realized how it influenced me and how I saw things and thought ab topics connected to violence

alr I'm done

[johaerys-writes]

Talk dirty to me got me back into my disasters feels ILOVETHEMSOMUCH

Do the boys have any traditions they carry into adulthood? Baking or cooking something specific? Making something together around the holidays?

Aaaah that's such a sweet question!! They have a few traditions during the holidays, and one of them is Achilles knitting Pat an ugly Christmas sweater and gifting it to him close to the holidays haha. Every year, as he gets better at knitting it gets more elaborate and Patroclus absolutely loves it and wears it all the time (yes even at work 😅😅)

Achilles will also try, and usually fail, to bake something for Christmas, until Patroclus runs to the rescue and sort of saves the situation. They usually make their own melomakarona and kourampiedes (greek holiday cookies) for themselves but also to gift to family and friends (everyone goes INSANE for Pat's melomakarona with pistachio), and they also try out a different recipe each year, sweet or savoury. Laika also gets to have a special homemade treat every year, just for her 😋

Patroclus is not so much into holiday decorations but Achilles goes crazy every year because he just loves to deck out their tree and their little home, so Patroclus just follows along 😅 They find a lot of their Christmas ornaments and decorations at thrift stores and flea markets, and they also often make their own from clay, wood, yarn, paper etc, depending on which creative hobby they've hyperfixated on this year haha. Achilles is also obsessed with fairy lights, especially the twinkling kind, and has them in pretty much every corner of the house (including waterproof ones for the bathroom)

They don't have a specific tradition as to how they spend Christmas day; one year they might go to Phthia and spend it with Ajax or Peleus (or both), another year they might stay at home in Athens and invite all their friends over for dinner and have a ball lol. If Peleus isn't around for Christmas, he still takes them out to a fancy restaurant afterwards when he's back to catch up and give them their gifts; as for Thetis, Achilles has dinner or goes out with her and his aunts at some point during the holidays, but Patroclus doesn’t always follow. He and Thetis are civil with each other these days but I don't think they'd ever become best friends or anything.

Another thing that's sort of a holiday tradition is taking Laika (and eventually, the rest of their army of doggos lol) and driving to the mountains as a sort of day trip. They go hiking and let the dogs run around and play (if there's snow it's even better), and then they have some warm soup they've brought with them in thermos and sandwiches before heading back home. And then the rest of the day is spent washing muddy paws and fur 😅😅 That's something they usually do around New Year's, just a little getaway before school/work starts :)

Thank you so much for this ask!!! I LOVE THEM TOO 😭🙏

[diamondstuddedflunkies]

Thanks for the tag @lil-melody! My responses aren't that interesting but this was fun to do <3

Three ships:

Achilles/Patroclus: Their dynamic is amazing. Achilles is an amazing sunshine boy who deserves the best, and Patroclus IS the best. They're just too cute together.

Ben Orr/Ric Ocasek: They were a couple. Nobody is going to convince they didn't. And even if they weren't together romantically (they were) they were still very much hetero life partners. In all seriousness I admire everything they went through together, and Ric clearly adored Ben. His tribute song to him, Silver, is absolutely heartbreaking:

"You were my silver, you were my gold You were all the things that can't be told You were my star falling through the night You were the one who showed me grand delight"

Alexander the Great/Hephaestion: They were the ultimate power couple! Nothing else needs to be said.

First ever ship: Probably something from a Disney movie, as a little kid 🤣 I'm not sure what to put for this.

Last song: Loss of Control by Van Halen because I've been listening to this song nonstop since yesterday.

Currently reading: Candide by Voltaire- I love it so much, he's so sassy. It's so interesting to see elements of satire today in a text from the Enlightenment and to know that people have written this sort of thing for centuries.

Currently watching: I don't really watch television programs but if it counts, I'm listening to music on the TV.

Currently consuming: Air. And music, mostly Van Halen and The Knack.

Currently craving: Something sweet. Not sure why, I just love sugar.

I'd honestly love to know everyone on my dash better XD so anyone can join

9 people you’d like to get to know better

omg thank you @neotula for tagging me!!! i love being tagged in things!!! yay!!!!!!

Three Ships:

I guess I'll do the first three that come to mind????? I don't have a #1 OTP or anything like that so

Sonya/Genny. They're just so freaking pretty together. I love women!!!!!!

Jecht/The Emperor: ok hear me out. HEAR ME OUT. why wouldn't someone ship them? when Tidus dies or whatever and Jecht gives him his lifepower/energy/whatever the hell happens, the Emperor takes JECHT when he's like that and gosh their conversation in Dream's End where the Emperor is all like 'actually I've been lying to you this entire time lol' UGHGGGHHHH!!!!!!!!

Cecil/Rosa/Kain: ummm idk i just had a fleeting thought about mind-controlled kain and mind-controlled cecil and which one would be the lesser evil to rosa. like. i don't know. but mind-control shenanigans aside they love each other very much and that is fact. i love ffiv

First Ever Ship: it was probably len/luka tbh. i feel like people got peeved at it because len is supposedly 14 and luka is supposedly 20 but i just aged em up. something about the yellow/pink combo (and the fact i was obsessed with vocaloid for like a decade too)

Last Song: I'm currently listening to the Tetra Master theme from FFIX :)

Currently Reading: Allen Ginsberg's A Supermarket in California. It's for class. I hate poetry, but I have to do it for my grade. I also have to read a bunch of other poems. Gosh, I hate poems. I don't know what my professor wants me to interpret from poems because it feels like he wants a "right answer" but my answer is that "it was a poem and it did things."

Currently Watching: I don't watch TV. Or movies. The last thing I watched was the first Twilight for the first time! I wish I sparkled in the sunlight.

Currently Consuming: Nothing ATM, but me and a friend went to a bakery and I got her a whoopie pie! So yay for her! We also got coffee before that, and it was delicious.

Currently Craving: I'm not hungry right now, so nothing. But I could go for some of Miss Vickie's Spicy Dill Pickle chips when I do want to nosh. I wonder if the vending machine has been restocked...

i don't know 9 people who would want to do this. i feel like @lil-melody and @ashnwolves might get a kick out of it. um. if you want me to secretly add your name to that list let me know because when people are like "anyone can do it!!!" it still feels kinda awkward. or just steal it! that's ok too i think :P

[streets-in-paradise]

guess you’re the ONLY still writing about Patroclus, like why is he so overrated? I PERSONALLY LOVE HIM.

Could you write like everything you have in mind about him according to the movie or to the iliad, i just love him in both.

I don’t know if you have anything on mind but your writing is so good, i just love the way you describe things and I would love to read everything about Patroclus written by you, like headcannons or just imagine, EVERYTHING.

You’re really so kind, thank you so much.

I like to think that Patroclus is such a cute boy according to the movie, he acts though because of Achilles but he just dislikes war.

He just needs someone who truly understands him, i also think that he’s just so lovable and he never had some experience with girls, like never kissed one.

He’s so precious to my eyes, i don’t know if this looks the same for you but think about it and let me know in your next posts.

Thank you so much, you’re so kind ^^

You are welcome! You too are so kind 😊

Patroclus is trully underrated, so I love getting requests for him because it doesn't happen often.

I too love him, he is so adorable!!

Look at this sweet baby boy. How can one not love him?

Help, he looks like a little Achilles. It is so cute!

Your ideas of him go pretty much in hand with the characterization I develop. Based heavily on the movie, he is THE " cinnamon roll, to precious for this world, to pure. "

Iliad Patroclus is more like Eudorus, so given the characterizations are so drastically different, i stick to the movie for him.

He is my precious boy, so sweet 💕💕

I too headcanon him as inexperienced with girls. In one of my fics I wrote a scene where Achilles and him are in Sparta and Menelaus, being how he is, offers him a girl like " come on, lad! make yourself a man!" but Patroclus is like the " mom, come pick me up. I'm scared. " meme looking all weirded and a bit grossed by the offering.

He is a naive, sweet, beautifull boy of great morals. I always had the headcanon that, of meeting him without a war in the middle, he would end up fanboying for Hector. Their morals are in line, often calling out the love-driven selfishness of Achilles and Paris.

Pat is the best synthesis of his world's best heroes: the fighting movements of Achilles with the morals of Hector in such a humble boy.