The Way That After Patroclus Died, Achilles Slept Next To His Corpse, Fought A River God, Butchered Hector

The way that after Patroclus died, Achilles slept next to his corpse, fought a river God, butchered Hector and dragged his body around Troy several times with his chariot.

“He is half of my soul, as the poets say”.

Patroclus literally was Achilles’ impulse control. He was the half with the empathy and the generosity and the immense kindness. When he died, all that was left of Achilles was a human weapon.

Literally how destructively beautiful is that. Imagine the depth of this love. *lets out a mental guttural scream and sob*

anecdote of the pig, tory adkisson // achilles & partoclus // house of dragon, 1x07 // plainwater, anne carson // the truth about forever, sarah dessen // lighthousekeeping, jeanette winterson

i want to bathe with you. there's something raw and real that spills out of my every pore when i take baths and i want to have you bare witness. here, let me wash your hair. i always feel loved when you let me play with your hair. let the foamy water submerge us. maybe this is baptismal, the way my love for everything around me swims into the water and eats us whole. i want to have a home with you where i bake foods ive never made before. and we are always happy. the bed is big enough for both of us and our parents can't try and get in. a place where we always just throw our shoes off at the door and end up losing them. a place where my yellow gloves ive started wearing when i do the dishes are hung to dry in the window. a place where there's a tub that's big enough for both of us. in that tub, i want to bathe with you.

i love the hc that the black brothers speak french because i love french do i know what they’re saying without subtitles? or someone telling me? no. but you could be telling me you hate me in french and i’d still enjoy it because i just love the sound of it. i would LOVE to learn french if i wasn’t so nervous too lol

we were like gods at the beginning of the world

everything we touched

was fresh and

filled with the gentle joy

of creation.

had you fallen as hard as i

i'm sure that the blood

leaking from your scraped knees

would be golden.

the outline of you holding me

had i been viewing as another

would've been created in constellation.

you promised me forever

and like a fool

i took your promise.

but neither of us are gods

although you may come close

and my blood is still red

and a promise of forever doesn't mean anything

when you run out of time.

List 5 things that make you happy, then put this in the ask box for the last 10 people who interacted with one of your posts<3

• my partner

• summer

• adult swim

• naps

• my cats