what has hector ever done to me?

You can use a spear as a walking stick, but that will not change its nature. [tsoa blog]

[ahotknife]

and the arrow flies, straight and silent, in a curving, downwards arc towards Achilles’ back. Achilles hears the faint hum of its passage a second before it strikes. he turns his head a little, as if to watch it come. he closes his eyes and feels its point push through his skin, parting thick muscle, worming its way past the interlacing fingers of his ribs. there, at last, is his heart. blood spills between shoulder blades, dark and thick as oil. Achilles smiles as his face strikes the earth.

[tsoadaily]

Patroclus.

Patroclus.

Patroclus.

[thebookmarkedone]

at the end of the world

[meiselr]

I would know him in death, at the end of the world

[shinhye]

As long as we’re going down …  Baby, you should stick around (x)

[aristosachaionofficial]

achilles + wolf pupy tweets

[neitherheavenorhell]

His gaze, which had been following the circling fruit, flickered to mine. I did not have time to look away before he said, softly but distinctly, “Catch.” A fig leapt from the pattern in a graceful arc towards me. It fell into the cup of my palms, soft and slightly warm.

[andrewnminyard]

snapchat edits: the song of achilles by madeline miller

“I feel like I could eat the world raw.”

[jasoentodd]

I feel like I could eat the world raw.

[astreiants-archive]

I found myself grinning until my cheeks hurt, my scalp prickling till I thought it might lift off my head. My tongue ran away from me, giddy with freedom. This, and this, and this, I said to him. I did not have to fear that I spoke too much. I did not have to worry that I was too slender, or too slow. This and this and this! I taught him how to skip stones, and he taught me how to carve wood. I could feel every nerve in my body, every brush of air against my skin.

[ahotknife]

‘Bring him back to me,’ he told them.

[mermaides]

tag urself i’m cheer on

[cameron-phillips]

“I could recognize him by touch alone, by smell; I would know him blind, by the way his breaths came and his feet struck the earth. I would know him in death, at the end of the world.” ― Madeline Miller, The Song of Achilles

[wukanda-blog]

the song of achilles + names

[gazeteur]

T H E  S O N G  O F  A C H I L L E S   →  alternative book covers

[cedricsghost-deactivated2016101]

It was enough to watch him win, to see the soles of his feet flashing as they kicked up sand, or the rise and fall of his shoulders as he pulled through the salt. It was enough.

[ahotknife]

WHAT HAS HECTOR EVER DONE TO ME?

patroclus, he says, patroclus. patroclus. over and over until it is sound only.