“Achilles.”
the more i think about their reunion, the more i think it was insanely bittersweet. achilles would be too full of sorrow, shame and regret to fully enjoy it until they talk further.
they just deserve love and happiness pls </3
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End of Year Fanfic Rec List
I thought instead of five fic Friday, I'd go ahead and rec some of my favorite fics I've read this year.
Completed Fics:
A Young God's Heartbeat by @luddlestons. Thanatos x Zagreus (M). A modern AU in which Zagreus is a good Midwestern boy going on an impromptu road trip with the god of death while his father tries to murder him.
Reap the Whirlwind by @stripyjamjar. Thanatos x Zagreus (M). Zagreus was raised by his grandmother in a secluded garden, but that doesn't stop Thanatos from stumbling on him and striking up a friendship. Upon learning of his parents, Zagreus breaks into Hades to find them.
Cantata by @swaps55. M!Shepard x Kaidan (M). Almost 200k words of Mass Effect prequel and hopeless pining on the part of Kaidan Alenko. Action, adventure, found family, and space cadets in love.
regreso el amor by artifice. Achilles x Patroclus (M). A short fic of music, growing up together, and pining between friends.
Fics I hope to see next year (aka WIPs!):
Twin Flames by @johaerys-writes. Achilles x Patroclus (E). Patroclus is the squire to his best friend, the Prince of Phthia, who left him behind for years. Now he faces icy silence and icy conditions as he accompanies him to his wedding.
Fugue by @swaps55. M!Shepard x Kaidan (M). About a month into their relationship, the Normandy is attacked. Some of the best angst I've read, and the chapter on the Normandy going down is honestly a must-read.
Face to Face by @juliafied. Thanatos x Zagreus (M). After Zagreus disappeared while Thanatos was in college, he swipes him on a dating app. The result is so bitter and awkward and petty and delightful. Good luck, boys.
When Death Incarnate got banished to France by Marro. Thanatos x Zagreus (G). Thanatos is banished to live among mortals. It goes about as well as you'd expect. He gets a cat. It's adorable.
On the Ropes by @redsmear. Patroclus x Zagreus x Achilles (E). Zagreus picks up a boxing coach and a new Dom at the same time. No reason to believe they know each other or that the angst will have you staring listlessly out a window for hours.
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Achilles/Patroclus | E | Ch. 11/12
This was supposed to be the last chapter, but we're getting an epilogue of sorts 😁 The boys are living their best life on Mt Pelion, when an unexpected guest arrives.
Read on AO3 | Read from the beginning
The weather grows warmer and more temperate the deeper they go into the mountain. Patroclus has to remove his heavy cloak and undo the top laces of his shirt to let the cool breeze touch his skin. Achilles walks swiftly behind Chiron, his footsteps light and careful on the soft green earth.
The birds, concealed by thick foliage, are chirping merrily, and insects buzz incessantly around them. The flowering bushes they pass by give off sweet, summery scents, and the bright yellow backs of bumblebees peek through the folds of colourful blossoms. The sky above them is the clearest, most vibrant blue, and sunshine reflects on the dew drops resting on the blades of grass.
Patroclus can’t remember ever seeing so much colour in his life; even in the heart of spring, Phthia’s skies are often dull and cloudy, and the short reprieve the trees and flowers get from the long winter isn’t enough to bring out their colours. But here it’s like the whole world is blossoming right before his eyes.
It is a steady climb, and Patroclus is sweating quite a bit beneath his collar when Chiron finally stops. They’re in a small clearing, close to an outcrop of the rock. The mouth of a cave stands not very far away; outside it there is a small pen with baby goats, a line with swaths of leather left out in the sun to dry, a small basin of clear water where birds are splashing in, fluttering their wings.
Chiron’s glade . For years ever since Achilles left, Patroclus has tried to imagine it: the lush forest, the brilliant sunshine, the evergreen trees. He has tried to imagine how Achilles spent his days, how he trained, where he slept and ate and practised his sword-work. Now, he is here, and he can scarcely believe it.
Achilles beside him is flushed from their trek and glowing. He seems to belong here as naturally as the birds and flowers do. Chiron leads them to the cave and holds the leather flaps open for them to get in.
It is bigger than Patroclus expected, looking at it from the outside. The ceiling is dark above them, and the curved walls glisten with moisture. Leather cushions and furs are placed along the length of the wall, and the centaur gestures for them to sit. He walks to the far end of the cave, then comes back with two cups filled with goat’s milk, cheese, dried nuts and fruit, and a small loaf that looks like bread. When Patroclus brings the cup to his lips, he realises it has been sweetened with a drop of honey.
Achilles seems perfectly at ease here. He sits comfortably on the cushions, spreading his legs before him, and greedily drinks the milk that Chiron offered them. He tears a piece of the tough and chewy nut bread and gives it to Patroclus, then tears one for himself. The centaur has sat down on the floor opposite them, his horse legs folded underneath him.
“How is Tawny?” Achilles asks. “Did she miss me?”
The centaur smiles. “For a day or two, yes. Then she found some delicious bark off a maple tree to occupy her. She is doing well.”
“And what about Lurcher? Has the injury on his leg mended fully?”
“That one has healed. But he did manage to get another, smaller one, on his head. Can never sit still, that one.”
“I should go check on him later.”
It takes Patroclus a moment to understand they’re talking about Chiron’s herd of goats, the injured and orphaned ones he keeps in the pen, as well as the wild goats that roam the mountain and only occasionally show up at the glade when they’re injured or seeking for a safe place to birth their young. Achilles’ face lights up as he talks with the centaur about the daily concerns and tasks of the place he has called home for the last few years; it is obvious that he has missed it.
Read the rest on Ao3!
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