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kebriones · 3 days

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They're talking about horse riding

#hector of troy #andromache #art #the iliad

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wolfythewitch · 4 days

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But never let me die without a struggle and without acclaim

#animation #art #class hw #tagamemnon #iliad #the iliad #achilles #hector of troy #andromache #greek mythology

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adhdchilles · 5 months

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iliad tumblr simulator

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boss is asleep. currently on a quest to steal some wine

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stop reblogging this i'm gonna get caught you fuckers

#/srs

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hahaha it would be so funny if i got so deathly drunk my hot doctor boyfriend had to escort me to the infirmary and pin me down so i dont end up stabbing someone and holding me by the hair to force my chin up and make me drink medicine hahahahaha

#please #pleaseee #i am so gay rn

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i miss my wife

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currently having the time of my life. everything is great. except my new husband. i hope he dies

#captive princess life

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never thought id have to say this but please do not try to make homemade wine with random shit you find on the woods ?? a guy just died

#psa #medicine

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guys im gonna be honest the worst thing to ever happen in my life was my brother coming back

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:((

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you are literally on my DNI. this is your fifth account. please go away

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why are all the animals coughing to death?

#is this normal #vets of tumblr answer me

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these trojans ain't shit 😂😂😂 we'll be winning this easy fr

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girl help it's been ten years

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being haunted by visions can be very fun actually

#therapist told me to be positive #trying

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hello

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stop telling me to kill myself???

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i hope you nerds name men on men attraction after me when i die

#if this doesnt happen then what is the point

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#the iliad #greek mythology #patroclus #achilles #odysseus #menelaus #paris of troy #hector of troy #troy #iliad #trojan war #cassandra of troy #ajax the greater #helen of troy #helen of sparta #diomedes

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leosoralyyn · 7 months

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Odysseus watching Achilles absolutely mutilate Hector's corpse

#greek mythology #greek mythology memes #achilles x patroclus #odysseus #tsoa #patrochilles #Patroclus #the song of achilles #achilles #tagamemnon #hector of troy #trojan war

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ala-chrisgoods · 12 days

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some pic I drew on February...I always post them on LOFTER and forgot I have Tumblr...(little dumb)

my Apollo looks like a mortal man cause now he's healing, he'll be much more big if he want show the power of a god.(maybe tall as 3 meter, even more. :)

#trojan war #hector of troy #iliad #the iliad #troy #greek mythology #tagamemnon #Apollo #Apollo x Hector #apohec

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littlesparklight · 3 months

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You stand above your brother in his bed, occupied now by more than just pillows and blankets, for the woman at his back is fair and terrifying, even in sleep. You look between them, and you stand above your brother and think -

Is it too late to kill him now?

There are no ships on the horizon - yet - and if you present a body along with the stolen wife when the husband turns up, will that break the omen your mother dreamed?

Is it too late to kill him now?

You drop your hand down - perhaps to close around his throat, another already clutching one of those many, many pillows, and in the dark it'd be easy, wouldn't it? All you do is caress his cheek, your fingers digging stiffly into the pillow. He exhales, a tender shallow ease of breath, and there is this little smile on his lips.

You stand above your brother in his bed, there are ships on the shore, and you have cursed him for a plague, a bane, a cruelty raised by the Olympian to bring your house down, and -

it's too late to kill him now.

It'd be easy to do it, however. You carry a dagger at your belt even now, having left your own bed. Or you could perhaps stir up one of your other brothers, the city, some of your father's council. The baby was almost killed once, after all; what would it matter if it was realized now? Kin-blood believed to have been spilled is surely no less polluting than it being done in reality. The attempt might only have been in the handing over of a fragile infant into another's hands, handed over into the bosom of a mountain, wild and no place for such a tender little being.

But the mountain had been merciful, and nurtured instead of torn asunder, and now you're standing above your brother in his bed.

It's too late to kill him now, but would anyone blame you, blame anyone at all they might suspect, as much as they hate him, a hatred unsaid? Simmering. You don't know how he walks through the palace, the city, his life and not cower from the knowledge; he can't not know.

Your brother - pretty, soft, laughing, shining - doomed and dooming all of you from the start. What does an infant know of causing death? Your father tried to kill an innocent. Some of your brothers attempted it next, an innocent only wishing to reclaim what he thought belonged to him and them not knowing who the slave they felt so insulted by was.

Perhaps it's only fair he will kill you all, merely by existing, by batting those ridiculous lashes to lure the woman still sleeping at his back out of her home, her marriage, her life, and into yours.

You stand above your brother in his bed, and brush your knuckles down his cheek.

It's too late to kill him now, and no matter that you've cursed him and wished him dead - to his face, to your parents' faces, but never to anyone else's - with every angry word to spit at him there's always this echo of the wide, wide eyes, the trembling hand in yours as you help him up from kneeling next to the altar in your head.

Your little brother, that you failed to protect when he was born. And what are you if you don't protect? It's too late to kill him now, anyway. Was always too late.

You meet the gleaming whites of Helen's gaze in the darkness, watching her smooth her grip on your brother's arm into a stroke. Both of you can feel the relief staining the air as you turn away, pretending like she wasn't ready to help you.

You leave your brother in his bed.

#hector of troy #paris of troy #helen of sparta #trojan war #lightart

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sol-thorne · 1 year

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So I uhhh... I finished the Iliad. I had a lot of fun but there were so MANY weird ass funny moments that I HAD to draw. Enjoy my personal retelling of these bits. (The designs for the characters are very undocumented and definitely not final though).

PART ONE:

Part two over there!

#my art #the iliad #iliad #hector of troy #menelaus #greater ajax #agamemnon #diomedes #athena #apollo #odysseus #I love these stupid boys so much-#sol art

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hycinthrt · 7 months

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no!! stop running!!!

i need to tell you that he held out his arms to take his baby!!!

but the child squirmed around and began wailing terrified by his father’s helm!!!!

and his father began laughing and his mother laughed as well!!

and from his handsome head he took it and placed it on the ground!!

and he kissed his son and swung him around!!!

and prayed that he would become better than him!!!

stop running this is important!!!!

#its one of those days #when im thinking about hector and his helm #tagamemnon #the illiad #hector of troy #hektor of troy #astyanax #epic cycle #trojan war

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katkit-drops-alt · 1 month

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aaaaaaaaaaaa the iliad/odyssey as cat memes aaaaaaaaaaaaa

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myblacknightworld · 2 months

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Do you ever think about how both Odysseus and Hector were yanked into the war by their relations, how they both have small children they must leave to fight, how they both were so gentle with them and are so vicious in battle. The hands that rock the infant are the hands bathed in the blood of enemies, dripping red but comforting notheless. And do you ever think about how Odysseus couldn't see his son grow, day by day, but will, ultimately see him as a man, and how Hector has seen his own son grow day by day but will no more, a dead child? Why does this father and this son live? Why doesn't this one and the other?

Hector and Skamadrios have been reunited in death, at peace, finally, and Odysseus and Telemachus have been reunited in life, but will still have to spill blood to be at peace and idk where I was going with this but it's making me feral

#im frothing at the mouth #don't talk to me im still thinking about parallels between fathers and sons #the odyssey #the iliad #tagamemnon #hector of troy #astyanax #odysseus #telemachus

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perroulisses · 4 months

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In my Hector of troy era