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Waow, a green austerity
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Snippet Saturday—Where The Dead Forget Chapter 8
I’ve been banging away at this chapter for the last month or so, but it’s another doozy so I’m thinking it’ll take at least another month or so before it’s finally ready. In the meantime, here is the first 1k in somewhat decent condition. Something a bit light-hearted for once!
It was summer when Achilles and Patroclus left Mount Pelion and returned home to Phthia, well before the cold season. Their homecoming had been planned just a few days out from Achilles’ next birthday. It was to be particularly auspicious that year, for it was the one in which he would come of age, and at last be named a man. Those intermittent days therefore were ones of transition, as the two of them re-acclimated to palace life after their idyllic, isolated lifestyle on the mountain.
The morning on the eve of Achilles’ birthday found them in bed together, listening to the ambience of the ocean that they had long missed, the sound drifting into the airless room on a cool breeze from the window. Their bodies were joined in a careless tangle of limbs, still slick with sweat and heavy with warmth after lovemaking. Achilles’ face was buried in the hollow of Patroclus’ throat—he hummed softly as Patroclus cradled the back of his head, stroking him gently.
“The sun is rising higher and growing hot,” Patroclus remarked. “It will make drills miserable if we tarry much longer.”
His skin was beaded with moisture, but Achilles made no effort to move away—instead nestling closer into his heat, the smell of him, his beating pulse, all around him.
“Then perhaps we ought to forego them just for today,” he said. “I could not possibly move from this spot—not even if Lord Poseidon himself were to open up a fissure underneath the palace right at this moment and bring it all crashing down.”
Patroclus’ laugh rumbled against Achilles’ ear. He lifted Achilles’ head, bringing their faces close, and the sound muffled against Achilles’ lips. There was a fond lilt even in his reproach:
“What is this? Of all the things in the entire world, I did not think it were possible for my Achilles to forsake something so important as his drills.”
Achilles only clung tighter to Patroclus in response, so that he could not pull away from him—though Patroclus did not bother to try.
“Oh, can I not have a lie-in, just this once? I will be a man grown in one day’s time… I should be allowed to indulge in the careless leisure of boyhood one last time. The only spear I wish to practice with today is this one.” Achilles slipped a mischievous hand down in between Patroclus’ thighs. His companion gasped softly, and then chuckled, pressing his own hand against Achilles’, so that he might stay his movements.
“Have mercy, please,” he crooned, playfully beseeching. “I cannot hope to keep up with appetites blessed by divinity. At least give us a few more minutes of rest.”
“You would not stop me, then? I thought you would be displeased by your lazy prince.”
Patroclus extracted Achilles’ hand, placing it instead onto a jutting hipbone at his side. He pressed their hips against one another, their bodies now fully flush. Then, wrapping his arms around Achilles, it felt as though there wasn’t any one part of them that wasn’t touching. Achilles shivered at the feeling, despite the shared heat between them.
“Your entire existence is a continuous blessing,” Patroclus murmured into his mouth. “There is nothing that you could ever do that would possibly displease me.”
Some time later, when their growling stomachs became too insistent to ignore and at last roused them from bed, Achilles and Patroclus were passing through a corridor when they encountered Master Phoinix. The old man seemed in a hurry, rounding a corner with some speed and a sense of purpose. He stopped suddenly upon spotting the boys.
“Ah, there you are,” he said. “We did not see you at breakfast, and so your father began to wonder where you had gone off to. I had just been sent to go fetch you.”
“What does my father want?” Achilles asked.
“He has received tidings that he wishes to share with you both. He waits for you now.”
Master Phoinix turned around and began striding back in the direction he came; the boys follow him. After a moment, he turned his head around to look askance at them, and his steps slowed so that he could walk alongside them.
“Why Patroclus,” the old man said with a paternal air. “You appear rather out of sorts. Are you well?”
The question caused Patroclus’ still tinted colors to deepen. As if paranoid he had forgotten himself, he hastily smoothed down his tunic, checking the fastenings, and combed his fingers through his hair.
“Yes, sir,” he answered stiffly as he fussed.
Master Phoinix did not appear to be satisfied by this. He eyed Achilles sternly.
“Has Achilles been taking you along with him for early spear practice again?” When the boys did not answer, he sighed, taking their bemused silence for a tacit confession.
“I know the two of you are still accustomed to the solitude of Mount Pelion and the careful supervision of Master Chiron… but surely there is a good reason your mother did not wish for others to watch you fight, let alone face against you, Achilles. Your father defied her will and made an exception for Patroclus because he is your companion, but still you must remember to use restraint and not overextend him so. Is that understood?”
“I do not think you have to worry about it, sir. Patroclus enjoys it.”
Patroclus made a quiet, strained sound next to him. Achilles bowed his head with rueful affect, not daring to look at either Master Phoinix or Patroclus in the eye, and give away his composure.
“Well, be that as it may,” said Phoinix, finding nothing amiss. “I should not like to see him swept up in your schemes, if you please. He has a tendency to do so to his own detriment.”
“Yes, sir,” Achilles replied solemnly.
“Very well, then. Trust that I do not say this to wound anyone’s pride… I am simply an old and fussy caretaker, after all.” They reached the doors to King Peleus’ audience chamber, and he opened it, stepping aside to allow Achilles and Patroclus to pass through first. “Go on, then.”
#where the dead forget#fic wips#the other reason it might still take me a while is I’m pinch-hitting for a friend’s zine and the fic is due by the end of April#so my other projects are temporarily on the backburner until that’s done#anyway this chapter in case it isn’t clear is gonna be a treatment of the skyros arc#I’m having fun with it#hopefully y’all like it too
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RID2015 isn’t that bad. the only reason it’s so hated on is bc it’s a TFP sequel. Tbh I enjoyed RID2015 way more than TFP
#jacks thoughts from the moon#transformers#macadam#macadams#maccadam#maccadams#how many fucking c’s are in macadam??#transformers tfp#transformers prime#transformers robots in disguise#transformers rid2015#this is NOT a hot take#guys#it’s actually a decent show#i’m having fun with it#and some of the monsters of the week look really cool#mainly quillfire#but i thought shatterspike was fun too#insane shit
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Trying to name a secret society that has a bloody and painful initiation ritual is HARD.
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I recently began an embroidery project despite knowing very little about embroidering. wish me luck!
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teenagers being teenagers
#wii deleted you#samantha coleman#will wdy#nathan bernandez#au art#I liked these doodles so I just wanted to post them lol#I might make a post about this au later#I’m having fun with it#my art
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Drawing gray hair on women is the greatest reward of all
#also clip studio license expired so I have to use firealpaca#this is a wip of reagan ridley#I’m having fun with it#inside job
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self care is working on three different art projects at the same time and jumping between them every time you get sick of one
#legitimately i think this is actually doing something good for me#if one is bothering me and i’m getting burnt out but i’m still in work mode and i have a desire to create#then jumping to something else is really refreshing on my mind#then i can jump again after i’m sick of that and then jump back to the first thing and then#and so on and so forth#it’s an endless cycle#i’m having fun with it#peach rambles
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i’m enjoying this new story i’m writing 🤭
#it was suppose to be short but….#i’m having fun with it#it was a request from one of you so i’m just having fun#a thought!
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Your AU seems really fun!
Thank you!!
I tried to put alot of thought into how the world would heal and fall back into place :3
The Spinning Gold fic and most all the Elden ring dabbles of mine are in that Au
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gulls are proof that a) there is a god and b) that god enjoys the pain and suffering of birders
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#ra speaks#it’s a silly joke/pun dw#we stay silly :3#edit:#woahg. that’s a lot of notes. hi everybody o/#10k. stop clenching your jaw and drink some water.#15k. eat some fresh fruit this week! I’m having kiwis tonight :]#20k. quit sitting like a shrimp it’s bad for your neck! sit up straight and do a little stretch every now and then#25k. I’m up at 2 AM but I’ll get to see the sunrise today :] if you can’t see that I hope you admire the sunset later today#30k. do something fun you haven’t done in a while. I haven’t drawn in months - I think I’ll paint a cat tomorrow :3
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my dead goth son and his friendly neighborhood personified concept of insanity
#really happy with how michael turned out :] i might stick to this design#rapunzel ah glowy hair <3#i do need to workshop gerry though orz#have been working on this during breaks from my other projects and god it took way too long to finish#fun fact the final file for this is over 2gb 👍 forgot i was recording the timelapse#i could post it if anyone would be interested#the magnus archives#tma#michael distortion#michael shelley#tma michael#tma distortion#gerard keay#gerry keay#tma gerry#gerrymichael#doorkeay#technically? i’m not one to draw ship art usually but this one’s close enough i think#tma fanart#fanart#my art#digital art#illustration#magpod
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sometimes all you need is one passionate person who goes berserk for your work to keep you creating
#I have 1 person like that with my jn and 1 person like that with my joshaz and their aggressive acclaim means I’m writing more 😂#I mean there’s a few more of y’all too and I have said before I enjoy niche but big passion#I’d rather share in those with the handful of genuine enjoyers of Very Specific ships and dynamics#it’s what makes fandom so memorable and fun for me#anyway#rebloggable
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are you guys ready to admit that ofmd, good omens, and what we do in the shadows have Extreme SuperWhoLock energies or do I need to wait another year to post this take
#two of these shows are fine. they’re fun. but we have to be so real here#they are giving !! superwholock energies!!#I’m right but if the people aren’t ready to hear the truth I’ll try again next year
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