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i adore hector SO much that i feel like mitski’s i bet on losing dogs…
All of my mutuals!!! Behold the polarity of Héctor of Troy: the Horse girlie, Faithfull husband of Amdromache and father of Astanyax, Loved son lf Priam and prince of Troy,
Hector, the breaker of horses, whose helmet flashed.
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@nikoisme what a wonderful teacher, mine's would have yelled at me and call me lazy, hahahahaha.
At least yours was a man of culture.
thinking about a conversation i had in computer class not long ago
Me, not looking up from my pc: so hector knew he would die.
My professor, also not looking up from his pc: He said that he would rather die than watch his wife be taken away as a slave, didn't he? So maybe it's a kindness, his death, not watching his family murdered and enslaved.
Me, immediately looking up from my pc: oh my god.
As I wrote on my discord three Iliiad Poems!
Andromache's plead
Inside the chains of dawn
Amidst the rivers of blood
Inside the fallen halls
Where laughter is no more
Inside the Chambers of long
There's a flick of hope
Thundering away despair
As it welcomes the new day.
The day of spring
A day of birth
A new soul took flesh
In Illium's bustling halls again.
The tender string of pearls
Gave way to thundering rain
While poor Andromache
Wasted on felt, humming along the air:
But when did the thunder became the rain?
When did a cuddle became my heir?
When did in mother I became?
(When does a ripple become a tidal wave?) She thought away.
But when did my light in your eyes became ?
When did spring rose again?
When did in mother I became?
As soon as the lyrics end
As soon as her eyes laid against
The stiff and cold bundle of flesh
As soon as her mind saw him again.
As soon as the helmet shine in her end.
As soon as that beast was awake
She could not rest.
Forgive me, is all she said.
En la sombra del ardor
En la luz de la desesperación
Estaba Andromache parada en estupor
-¿Cómo, no puede ser, otra vez?
En él se fijo ella otra vez.
-Héctor ya sabes que el casco no hace bien.
Parado la muralla de valor, aquél corazón habló:
-¿Oh mujer cuándo vas a entender
Que este casco de regreso es?
-No me importa tu razón
Sino las lágrimas que tu primogénito derramó
Al verte entrar en la habitación.
Y como mi corazón se encogió en el salón.
Al quitarse el casco de jabalí y temor
Dejó entrever su rostro
El troyano mejor.
-oh mi niño., oh mi rey.
Por tí acabaría la vida de los argivos sin ley.
Por tí Troya será fecunda, por tí mi vida daré
por que esos aqueos no rocen tu piel.
Y así el sol deslumbró al infante
Envuelto en sábanas de oro y rubor
Así río la alegría de ellos dos
Translation
In fire's shadow
In the light of despair
Still and mute Andromache was.
-¿How, not again?
She in he her eyes were fixed.
-Hector you know no good the helmet is
Standing the greatest wall, his heart spoke:
Don't you know my love
That this helmet is return?
-I don't care what you said
But the tears your firstborn shed
As seeing the room you entered
And shrinked my heart was.
Doning the boar's and fear helmet away
Did he let his face be sawn
The best troyan of them all.
-oh my child, oh muy King
Those lawless argives lives would end
For you Troy fertile will be, my life I'll shed
So those aqueans don't stroke your flesh.
And the kid by the sun was blind
In gold and Red blankets he was.
And then their joy laughed once more
Still Mermay, and Odysseus got the perfect scheme in his head against the Trojans
Dear children of Priam, were you doomed all along?
The Song Of Achilles
I met you when I was twelve. Just a scrawny little kid with curls in his hair.
You always sat separately, didn't fawn over me like everyone else.
Was it then I fell in love with you?
Was it when you kissed me on the beach?
Was it when you left my father's house to chase after me?
Was it when you loved me in silence every night not knowing I did just the same?
Was it when you came to a foreign land looking for me?
I will let you in on a secret Patroclus.
I loved you from the moment I laid my eyes on you.
The moment you caught the fig I threw at you.
The moment you came with me to watch me fight.
The moment you came with me to listen to my father's stories.
I loved you Patroclus.
I loved you when you wore my armour and fought in my stead.
I loved you when I held you for the last time.
I loved you when they burned you on a pyre.
I loved you when I fought a river God.
I loved you when I killed Hector.
Because how could I not love you Patroclus?
The best of Greeks.
The best part of me.
ACHILLES AND PATROCLUS.
This is a story you all know well. Beautiful and tragic this story is. The Greeks loved men and women alike. It did not matter to them a person's gender. Achilles was the prince. The son of a Goddess and a King. The best of Greeks. The best of men.
When Achilles first laid eyes upon Patroclus, he didn't look like much. He was covered in dirt and grime because of his long and excruciating travel. Achilles's father had welcomed him, told Achilles that Patroclus was a prince like him but he no longer was. Achilles did not care for all that, he was more intrigued by the quiet boy.
Becoming friends with Patroclus was easy as breathing for him. Patroclus knew when to pull him back if he should go too far and knew when to encourage him. Peleus didn't bother separating them both, instead, sent them both to Chiron.
The centaur had taken one look at them and knew what would become of them. Achilles who was fast, relentless and unforgiving, and Patroclus who was silent, soft and forgiving, Chiron had looked at them and saw their end even before they had begun. But he had guarded his silence and taught both his students to be great. He knew that they were destined for greatness, like he knew about Jason and about Heracles. He, also, knew that Jason's naive behaviour and Heracles's pride would be their downfall. Just as he knew that Achilles's pride and Patroclus's heart would be theirs.
When Thetis came, Chiron was tempted to send her away, to protect his students who he had come to cherish. Chiron knew that Thetis came with the news of war, the news of death.
Both Achilles and Patroclus bowed to him and promised that they would come visit him after the war was over. Chiron had simply nodded, not telling them that neither would make it back.
Achilles marveled at everything the ships, the soldiers, the sea. After Odysseus had brought him from the island he was hiding as a woman, everyone had told Achilles that he would be the reason for their victory. Not only because, he had taken the oath of Tyndareus, not because only someone with his blood can breach the walls but because he was the best fighter. He was the warrior who was to lead them towards victory. He was the best of Greeks. But Achilles knew that he would win, because Patroclus was beside him.
One thousand ships and fifty thousand soldiers, Achilles thought, but the war will be won by Patroclus and I.
Patroclus didn't join him for the raids around Troy. He chose to stay behind at camp to help the healers. Achilles knew that Patroclus wasn't weak by any measure, he knew that he had also taken the Oath of Tyndareus but he was baffled by the notion of Patroclus not wanting glory, not wanting honor.
When Achilles brought Briseis to their tent Patroclus hadn't said anything. He treated her as he would treat a friend and not a spoil of war. Achilles had like Briseis, he had brought her here to spite Agamemnon but he still had liked her, but she could not be compared to the man who held his heart.
When the war began, Achilles saw a part of Patroclus that he hadn't seen before. A chilling, brutal and a cruel part of him. Patroclus fought like that was his last fight, he killed mercilessly and terrifyingly. Achilles had fought all his fights knowing that he would win, Patroclus fought all his fights like he was afraid that he would die. Achilles did not understand how he could miss this side of his Patroclus, he had mistaken his silence and withdrawal as cowardness when it simply had been preservation. Patroclus had been more deadly in battle than Achilles.
When Agamemnon disrespected him, he withdraws from battle, knowing that without him they can't win and without him Patroclus wouldn't fight. He was content with watching men burn, he didn't care whether they were Greeks or Trojans. He knew that in the end, after Agamemnon has fallen, after Hector has fallen, him and Patroclus would rule everything.
Men come and plead with him, soldiers who are less and great alike. Odysseus pleads for his intervention so that the war would end and he can go to his wife, Diomedes does not want to watch his men getting slaughtered, Nestor wants too see his country before he dies, Menelaus apologizes in the place of Agamemnon and many more come to his tent but he turns them all away.
Patroclus is the last one to plead. He pleads him to join the fight and Achilles is so stunned. Patroclus never spoke against him or his wishes. When Patroclus told that he was wrong, when Patroclus was pulling him back it meant that he was in the wrong. That he was at fault. Achilles didn't want to admit this, instead he tells Patroclus that perhaps he should fight without him. They don't touch or speak with each other throughout the night.
The next evening there was screaming, violent screams. The Trojans had a son of Zeus beside them! Prince Hector was leading the charge with the son of Zeus! They are trying to break into the camp! The news stuns Achilles but it alarms Patroclus. He pleads him again, not for him to join the fight but to send him instead. Achilles puts his armour and gives him his sword. Come back, he tells him, come back to me. When the Greeks see Achilles's golden armour shining through the night, they rejoice knowing that they will win now. Messengers run to the camp at varied times, he didn't wish to watch the fight, knowing that he might be tempted to join. He hears their whispers, Achilles has killed the son of Zeus, Achilles has driven away the Trojans from the camp, Achilles is pursuing Prince Hector. After the last one, the whispers stop. Achilles could hear the faint cries of battle beyond the camp.
When the cries stop, Achilles wonders why he doesn't hear the cry of victory and joy. At dawn the soldiers arrive, Agamemnon is the first to enter his tent and before he could tell him to leave Odysseus, Nestor and Diomedes enter and Menelaus enters last. The gently set down a body they had been carrying, Achilles thinks that Agamemnon has killed Briseis and before he can lash out at him, he hears Menelaus say, he fought well. He. It was Patroclus.
Achilles uncovers the shroud. He looks at them and wishes for their death. They leave silently. Achilles washes him, puts him on their bed and slides in next to him. Like this he pretends that they are back in Chiron's camp and that Patroclus is sleeping like the dead because of the hard training they had endured.
And he dreams, oh Gods, he dreams. He dreams of Patroclus, he dreams of his touch, his smile, his kindness. Those dreams leave his body aching in the morning. He goes in and out of consciousness. He dreams of Patroclus dying, he dreams of Hector striking him and finally, he dreams that he is the one who kills Patroclus.
He kills Hector the next day. They fight all day long and Hector runs from him in the hopes of meeting his son for the last time. A river God rose to protect Hector but Achilles's rage is so overwhelming that he defeats the God. The winds murmur, he can hear what they are saying. He has defeated a God! He will kill all Trojans. The war mustn't end this soon! He drags Hector's body around Troy. To show them that this was their Prince but now another dead body. He knows he is angering the Gods further but Achilles doesn't care. What was victory without Patroclus beside him?
The stench of Patroclus fills the tent but he still sleeps there, on their bed. His dreams will either be of their times together or it will be Achilles killing him. He realizes one day- after a horrid dream where Patroclus curses him for his death, although he knows that Patroclus would never do that, he still wishes that he had- Patroclus did die because of him. Not only because of his pride but because Patroclus had no reason in the first place to be here, Patroclus had been a prince when he had taken the Oath of Tyndareus but he hadn't been a prince now. He hadn't had any reason to go to Chiron as well. He had simply followed Achilles wherever he had gone. Achilles did kill him. That thought breaks Achilles beyond repair.
He dreams again, this time he is in their tent and Patroclus walks in and kneels before him. Patroclus places his hand on his cheek and Achilles leans into his touch. You have to let me go, Patroclus says, let me go, Achilles.
No, Achilles clutches his arm, you said you would come back.
Patroclus smiles at him. The smile is clear and beautiful, unlike his previous blurry dreams. Achilles, he calls his name, you have to let me go.
Achilles washes Patroclus again and sets a funeral pyre for him. Whole of the Greek army attends to pay their respects. Patroclus, he says his name like a prayer, the best of Greeks, the best part of me.
After that Achilles fights aimlessly, he doesn't fight to win but he doesn't lose either. Achilles sees Apollo next to Prince Paris- Hector's brother and the man who started this war- Apollo's smile is sick and frightening but Achilles wasn't frightened. To him it was warm and welcoming since it held the promise of death. Paris set his arrow loose while Apollo carried it. Right in his heel. Right where his body is weak. He falls and closes his eyes.
He doesn't care about the Trojans or the Greeks or winning. It had only mattered to him when Patroclus was at his side. Patroclus had followed him all his life, it was time for Achilles to follow him to death. Patroclus smiles at him when he sees him. Patroclus, he says, I missed you and I'm here.
I some how made this so yay
post season 2 mood
Bitch, when?! Watched this entire show in a fuckin' day! Hate myself for it, but I love these little shit kids even more! IN THE NAME OF LISA, TELL ME WHEN?!
YEEEEESSSSSSS!!!!!
Also: TEN EPISODES!!!
TEN!!
Hector: just vibing with his son in the Underworld, hoping not ever deal with Achaens again
Odysseus in the distance: And if I gotta drop another infant from a wall...
Hector: DON'T. YOU. DARE.
“Fire Emblem: Rekka no Ken” Lords: Lyndis, Hector & Eliwood
Look, I love the Castlevania series and the Netflix adaptation made 3 great seasons ("Um there are 4 seasons" LIKE I SAID, 3 GREAT SEASONS), but we have got to talk about how disappointing it is that the main trio never met or even knew the existence of Hector and Isaac - or honestly, that entire half of the plot. I will forever find it weird that the show set up two related but never intersecting plot threads (and arguably a third, go figure during the worst season).
It's sweet and empowering that both of them found their own ways to live before and after Dracula's death, with Isaac being a total badass and even progressing to a better person despite seeing how unfair, cruel, and rude the world is - to the point that he defeats Carmilla not JUST because she was partly responsible for Dracula's death but because he actually wanted to make the world a better place. But even though Isaac could arguably be founding an entire empire and generation of peace, he and Hector don't even seem to know about Alucard's existence or contributions, let alone Trevor and Sypha.
We can debate Hector and Lenore's fucked up relationship all day, but in the end the two of them DID end up bonding through all the lies and deceit. They were able to actually talk to one another and have the other listen; in the end, both of them were just born in different worlds on different sides. Lenore genuinely seemed to want to settle things peacefully, but she got left behind in a world that valued only overwhelming strength; she decides she can't live as a prisoner even though Hector was no doubt stronger than her for enduring his own imprisonment and subjugation, but I think Lenore was already on her way to losing herself. Despite what she did to Hector, she wanted to at least believe she understood him; even though she was a sympathetic vampire, she still believed knowing enough to control someone was the only way they could be friends - so when it turns out Hector was plotting the downfall of Carmilla and her buddies, unfortunate Lenore had to be betrayed as well. Even if Hector wanted her to live, she was a living contradiction. A vampire who is physically very strong and intimidating, but a woman who other male vampires have looked down upon, and even male humans. A creature who feeds on humans, but one who wants to settle things peacefully. She absolutely had a role in Carmilla's gang of women just surviving, but in Carmilla's mad conquest, she was useless at best and a hindrance at worst.
In the end, Lenore was one of the few vampires that might have been sympathetic to the human side of the argument, but she physically couldn't live like that. I believed Lenore genuinely wasn't capable of turning her whole worldview upside down and aiding humanity in any way - being beneath them. Dracula opened himself up to one human and it destroyed him; he saved Hector and Isaac, but he also sacrificed himself and forced Isaac away, that was the extent of his personal affairs with them. I think it's fundamentally difficult for vampires to adopt human ideologies and empathy, making Alucard the only vampire ally we really have in the series - because he's only half. Unlike Alucard, she is a full vampire. She has a divide that she can't just bridge like he can.
Imagine if Alucard got to meet the only other humans beside his mother who genuinely looked up to and cared about his father. What would Isaac and Hector have to say to the son of the man they had admired and then lost as well? Imagine Alucard meeting another human who may have even fallen in love with a vampire, but who understands how far their worlds pulled each other apart. Or maybe Sypha can relate to having her eyes opened to a world outside her Speaker family. Imagine a discussion with Lenore about what it means to be caught between wanting to make peace with humans and knowing how much harm they cause - her actually getting a sympathetic vampire perspective from someone like Alucard who wouldn't look down on her.
Imagine the tension that could come from Trevor meeting a Forgemaster, Isaac trying to explain his control over Night Creatures and his ability to even make them fight for a sympathetic cause. Both Isaac and Trevor have experience being the outcasts, understanding how awful humans can be, but they both found their way to still fighting for the right thing. Trevor understands why killing Dracula's wife would make him want to purge the world in retribution, but he still knows humans are worth fighting for. Isaac fully abandoned his faith in humanity and believed in Dracula completely, and even THEN he managed to find the good amongst the rabble. Is it right to make Night Creatures from the dead, even if they were bad people? Even if it's to champion a good cause? Even if Hector and Isaac have full control over them without a potential for any sort of rebellion?
What I'm saying is, I love the idea of a new Castlevania series, but nothing will beat the OG season 1 and 2, and season 3 should have been answering questions and tying up loose ends - not going off on at least 3, 4 tangents that were just meant to come out of nowhere and make things shitty again after our happy ending and I guess they're kinda related but not really, so now we can fix the new shitty stuff and have ANOTHER happy ending and avoid showing anything resembling resolutions, just teaser after teaser for the fanfics to finish up.
Anyway so I'm going to the fanfics and if I don't come back, tell the Final Fantasy rants I love them-
Why voting gauntlet... 😑 I won but the amount of BLyns is getting out of hand...