Tsoa Stories

**Updates when I feel like it** My first ever fanfic about Achilles and Patroclus finding out about their secret ship child!!! (This is very unserious because I really do not care about how this goes and I don't know what I'm doing)

A short -but hopefully pleasant- story inspired form Madeline's Miller book The song of Achilles. Anyone who hasn't read the book i wouldn't recommend reading this as there are spoilers involved. this is a story completely based/ inspired from the talented writer. hope you enjoy it!

Achille's song was Patroclus. His better half. His soulmate. His heart. His only hope in this world. He was a better man than himself when he was with him. But without him, he was made of Rage. Regret. Guilt and Redemption. The Song Of Achilles One shots.

Achilles x Patroclus, reincarnation fic; The Song of Achilles || It's dark, and it's deep, and it's ever so cold. The leaves turn from green to golden to dripping red, before tumulting towards the ground when the snow hits, and it's still so, so cold. Icicles grow on the gravestones. Icicles melt on the gravestones. Flowers bite at the frost. Patroclus waits. cover found here: https://sheepskeleton.tumblr.com/post/121441212770/the-song-of-archilles-patroclus-achilles-3-for

Henry leaves Texas because he remembers something in a past life between him and Alex. A crossover between Red, White, and Royal Blue and The Song of Achilles. Some dialogue is from the movie and books, some is my own.

Just some thoughts and one shots about Patroclus and Achilles. That's it. I only write this stuff when I'm extra depressed. I don't post most of them. Love these boys.

A modern high school retelling of the Song of Achilles _ Patroclus is accused of partaking in a murder and sent to a boarding school, his father no longer wanting anything to do with him. There, he comes across Achilles - the headmaster's golden boy - and his view on life is changed forever. (See more in introduction) - Cover art by @littlestpersimmon on Tumblr

[Epic: the Musical - Solitude AU parte 8] "Certo che vuoi riferire a Ettore." "Non è quello che ho detto," protestò Polites. "Ho detto che è il capitano. Lo avete deciso voi alla riunione in cui non ero presente. Non essere impulsivo, Ettore deve sapere-" "Impulsivo?" gli fece eco Odisseo e Polites avrebbe voluto darsi un pugno da solo. Perché aveva detto impulsivo? Perché non qualsiasi altra parola al mondo? Era stanco. E sentiva appena le lamentele di Odisseo. Polites era stanco, stanco di tutto e tutti, e capiva Patroclo, che si era rifugiato a letto. Capiva Elena, che lo aveva portato via e poi si era solo seduta a fissare il mare. Non era Ettore, e non era Odisseo. Non era nato per combattere e, solo perché sapeva farlo, non voleva dire che riuscisse a farlo. "Ascolta," disse, mentre già aveva dimenticato cosa Ody avesse appena detto. "Devi dire al capitano cosa ti ha detto un dio. Non farlo è ammutinamento." Odisseo guardò il sacco e non lui. "Bene. Ma glielo dirò io e non lo saprà nessun altro." *** Nonostante lo sforzo, partire non è la parte più difficile. La parte più difficile è non sapere di chi fidarsi quando tutto va a rotoli. Oppure: Keep your friends close and your enemies closer

Through a twist of fate, Achilles and Patroclus are given a second chance in a modern setting. Thrust into a world of skyscrapers, bustling cities, and new technology, they must learn to adapt to the present while grappling with the calls of their past.

A novel retelling of the classic Greek myth of Orpheus and Eurydice, written from the perspective of both Orpheus and Eurydice. Orpheus is the son of Apollo, the God of Music and the Muse Calliope, the Goddess of Epics. From his early years, he is exceptionally skilled in singing and playing the lyre - even more so than his divine Father. Orpheus has to deal with his insecurities, the struggles of being a Demigod in a mortal world and the detriments of fame and love when he meets the sweet exiled musician Eurydice. Eurydice is a star musician banished from her homeland of Aethiopia. She stumbled upon the ravishing Cult of the Wine God Dionysus and finally meets Orpheus. Inspired by Madeline Miller's The Song of Achilles & Circe and Jennifer Saint's Ariadne.

the first time i read this book, I absolutely fell in love with it. here are some my thoughts and unique discoveries I am making, reading this beautiful novel for the second time. i hope you enjoy ♥♥

A poetry collection inspired by the stories I've read and loved immensely <3

'But you, Patroclus,' Achilles' voice drops to a mere whisper, as his body tilts nearer to my own. I smile softly at the way he speaks my name- unchanged, after all this time. Pat-ro-clus. Each syllable sharp, and deliberate. 'You are all hero.' I lean into the touch, and for a while, we are just two boys- not heroes, not exiles, not princes- and we could be alive, and mortal again; by the banks of any Earthly river.

do I need to explain furthermore? just enjoy ;) || Highest Rankings: #151 achilles #9 achille #82 patroclus #40 tsoa #87 patrochilles

Achilles/Patroclus Greek Mythology The Song of Achilles [Picture Book] None of the pictures belong to me. 19 August 2020-19 March 2021 Please don't read this (Seriously this is so bad)

basically two gay dudes that fuck but historians still think are besties

When the souls of the dead start appearing in the mortal world again, the campers at Camp Half Blood start to get worried. But when two souls show up together, they don't know what to think. This calls for the OG team. Heyyyyy so this is just basically a PJO/HOO TSoA crossover fic All rights go to Rick Riordan and Madeleine Miller

this is a collection of oneshots i made, imagining achilles and patroclus eternity together in the underworld! mostly fluff :) hope u enjoy!!

It's probably been done before but I'm sleep deprived and wanted to write this:) « Go, he waits for you » Well time to see what came after the waiting. This is a short story about what I think happened after the end of The Song of Achilles. It's not the best but I hope you all enjoy and please don't mind the spelling and grammar errors (i have dyslexia and it likes to be mean to me)