#rather-guarded

[lethewrought]

"Draw your spear, Pat." Achilles challenged before pointing his own at him. "We're well behind for a spar, aren't we?"

The Neutral Face of Displeasure has turned into something else. The blade pointed at him did little to get him to raise his own. “Do you wish to be punished, Achilles? Is that what this is? Or perhaps you feel as though this would relieve me of my frustration? What will you do if I say I don’t want to?”

[bforefame]

Achilles sees the boy with two others. One was strangely clad in pure red armor, almost like blood. The other was golden with oddly red eyes just like Setanta. "I think we're going to have to cook a lot more food to feed all of you lads."

“No, let them die!!” They deserved death after the trouble they’ve caused.

“You know, maybe if you weren’t such a try-hard, things wouldn’t have gotten that bad..”

“What sort of meals can you prepare? I have high-end taste, and can’t stomach poor quality.”

[soulgathered-a]

@rather-guarded​ replied : "Oh? Do you know him? He causes mischief every now and again but I'm his main caretaker."

“know him? that brat showed up one day and just said ‘eh you’re pretty ! wanna be my wife’ so I told him to become a hero first, ‘cause you know, he has to earn it first so... if you wanna keep him, that’s fine, but I should at least get the weapons!”

[bloodlorded]

@rather-guarded asked: "Lad, how are you and Than doing?"

Meme Random Asks /// Always Accepting

Zagreus paused, shoulders tensing and lips pursing. It was clear that the answer would be something along the lines of... probably not the best.

The smile he offered, though not shaky, remained uneasy. Strained. "Ah, well..." He paused, just long enough to fight for words. "Sorry, Sir, I can't say I've got a proper answer for you. I... haven't seen him, let alone talked to him." It had worried him, honestly, that he had done something else to upset Death, but the gods only knew if he would get the chance to ask him what that may have been.

It was, without a doubt, the hardest part of developing any sort of relationship with Thanatos.

A moment of curiosity, and then, "why do you ask, Sir?"

[lethewrought]

He sits on Pat's dick

Places his hands on Achilles’ hips to hold him in place. “...”

“...”

“...” He smirks, in the worst way possible. “I’m about to bury my treasure~”

[lethewrought]

"Next time you lock me in your dorm, leave me some food."

Patroclus rolls his eyes. How dramatic this guy could be. It was only a couple hours, and besides, it wasn’t as if he couldn’t leave the room.

“I’ll be sure to invest in another mini fridge for you, your majesty.”

[lethewrought]

"Dear, have you seen where I put my dress at?"

“Oh my, is it playtime already?” He asks, not missing a beat. Though he continues to work on fixing this pillow he had been fiddling with, he glances up and gives Achilles’ a look over. 

“Here I thought you were concerned about that boy coming in.”

[lethewrought]

Achilles comes home to find Patroclus still asleep and curls up next to his chest.

It was habit now, how he wraps himself around Achilles, welcoming him to his body. An action that required no thought or effort; the way they seemed to meld together, arms and legs finding places around one another with ease. It was natural for them, like breathing used to be.

Yet Patroclus does not wake at Achilles’ touch, simply presses closer to it, as close as possible, and a noise escapes him. One of contentment, and he rests further still into slumber.