THIS IS SO PRETTY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH

THIS IS SO PRETTY AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH

I wanted to experiment a little with the light and took some sketch for it. Well, and the clouds too. Using references gives a lot but I don't always want to. I miss drawing the sky but I don't have any ideas for that for now.

yeah but will they hug?

neil gaiman, i must ask, WILL THEY KISS AGAIN IN SEASON THREE?????

thank you for your time

Having seen how badly the kiss in Season 2 went down, I cannot imagine any more kissing in the future.

oh, achilles

They tell me you drifted upon the banks of the Styx every day after you died, staring across that dark expanse. They say you wasted away, drowning yourself in your own sorrow.

But now, as I watch you turn towards me, wide-eyed and hopeful, I cannot help but think that you are the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.

“Patroclus,” you gasp, not daring to believe your eyes.

“Achilles,” I breathe.

Then suddenly we are running, colliding into each other’s arms, and it is like the universe sighs. We fit together as the Fates always intended.

I am home, home in your musician’s hands, your bleeding heart, the spun gold of your hair. You smell of the salty wind of Phthia’s shores. I cannot remember the last time you smiled like this, happy and carefree and so, so bright.

Oh, won’t you smile for me, love, this moment and the next and all the eternities after that?

You kiss me, your lips sweet against mine, and I am alive again.

Did you know they made myths of us, dearest? They call us doomed, cursed, a tragedy.

But it is not a tragedy, the fire in your eyes and the way you laugh. We are more than a tragedy.

Long, long ago, you swore to me that you would be happy. Let that be so now.

I will be your reason.

We have our forever at last, Achilles.

🐸

post-battle achilles bounding over to his bf in the aftermath of the death and destruction he’d wreaked, running immediately to the one man he prayed could absolve him of it, perhaps ​ the only tether to his humanity left in those days. and when he’d finish kissing pat & holding him with those bloodied hands he’d always pull back, guilty, ashamed. ‘i’m sorry,’ he’d say, but before he could even finish the short phrase, patroclus would be there, kissing the words away; calloused hands in his bloody ones, telling him ‘it’s okay,’ before leading him to the river where they’d then bathe together.

Oh you can absolutely have it. I'm gonna have it too, thanks :D

Imagine if Achilles & Patroclus hadn’t left Pyrrhus with Deimedia and Thetis. Imagine if instead Patroclus had adopted him & they had taken him to the war with them.

And then when they arrive to the war everyone is like: “Great the best Greek soldier is here!” And they look up and it’s this gigantic, intimidating guy cradling a baby in his arms.

And when Achilles goes to the war, Patroclus babysits the kid & Pyrrhus grows up with no idea that he’s not technically related to Patroclus. And everyone is really confused as to where the kid did come from, until Pyrrhus gets his hands on a sword and there’s no doubt it’s Achilles’ son. But even if he’s not Patroclus’ kid, Pyrrhus has his kindness.

Pyrrhus becomes the legion’s mascot and everyone just cheers up when they see him. He’s got a whole army of godfathers who are all desperately trying to win the war because they want this kid to grow up away from the war. He’s got uncle Ajax who likes to take him to the sea & teach him to swim, uncle Odysseus who teaches him about the world that’s out there and uncle Chiron who hasn’t met him yet, but would undoubtedly be delighted to meet him.

And Achilles doesn’t turn bitter anymore, because he’s got a son that he wants to be a great example too. So really, they saved Pyrrhus, but Pyrrhus also saved them because Patroclus never has to go to the war instead of Achilles and Achilles never has to grieve Patroclus.

And truly I just made this up because I can’t deal with the actual ending, so let me have this please