Patroclus 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 slow-burn love story between Greek heroes Achilles and Patroclus, describing their undying love. What starts as a soft friendship turns to something more, and neither of them can control it.

He was the lion. His roar was heard everywhere. She was the dove. Everyone she knew said so. Would the lion fear the dove? I do not own the movie Troy or the Iliad. I do not own the Troy movie script. NO ARTISTS!

When I was born no one thought much of me. A daughter who happened to come along with a son, like a thorn who comes along with a rose, like rotten fruits who happen to come along with the ripe ones every year during the harvest. They at first thought that the fates not mentioning me in the prophecy concerning my brother was simply a sign of my unimportance. They even choose my name so it could fit his, not the other way around. What if the best of the Greeks were two people? What if Achilles had a twin sister just as skilled in warfare as him? Hello everyone! It's me @Erlina_LS, I unfortunately lost access to my original account so I will continue the story here. Some passages in the early chapters are not owned my me, they were written by Madeline Miller so credits to her. #9 on thesongofachilles on 12/6/2024 #4 on tsoa on 5/12/2025 #5 on thesongofachilles on 5/12/2025 #2 on Theiliad on 19/5/2025 #4 on greekmythologyretelling on 6/7/2025 #3 on greekmythologyretelling on 6/26/2025

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!

Tôi yêu tác phẩm trường ca Achilles của tác giả Madeline Miller và tiếc nuối cho cuộc tình của Achilles cùng Patroclus - cặp bằng hữu lớn lên và chứng kiến nhau khôn lớn mỗi ngày, vì thế nên khi Thetis khắc tên Patroclus lên bia rồi nói cậu hãy đi tìm Achilles, tôi quyết định sẽ viết thêm phiên ngoại để vẽ nốt cuộc tình của họ, tác phẩm này chỉ là những mẩu chuyện nhỏ, và dựa trên 100% sự sáng tạo của tôi, thân ái tất cả bạn đọc!

(A/N: Hello! Id just like to say im uploading this purely out of nostalgia (basically for myself alone). I wrote this during a hard time in my life and was forced to stop after only one chapter, eventually loosing interest in tsoa. Enjoy this nether the less! However, there wont be any updates. Thank you!) When you've never loved before, It can be difficult to tell the lines of love and friendship apart. But, sometimes, others can help make the decision with you. I am sadly not Homer, the man, the myth, the legend, himself (which 1) would be cool being immortal and 2) I'd let patroclus and achilles live, you sicko). All rights go to him of course so please don't sue me from beyond the grave homer-senpai, I'm a broke collage kid and can't pay you back. Love ya but the pain youve put me through is unforgivable <33

The crew made it to the big debate, where they met their rival school.They spent time at a hotel where they learned more about each other and deepened their relationship. Unfortunately, Patroclus, his anxiety is Sky Rocketing when he is suspicious about his mom and her relationship with Chiron, and on top of that, his father is making a fool out of himself. However, he will soon see that his dysfunctional family is the least of his problems when his relationship with Achilles is tested when Hector comes into the picture.

fancasts for greek gods, goddesses + heroes

The story of two homosexual lovers back in Ancient Greece #updatedweekly

oneshots, because at the most random times loads of patrochilles moments pop up into my mind so i just wrote them down to clear my head

tsoa wrecked me, ripping my heart out and breaking all the bones in my ribcage in the process, and here is the result of all my sorrow :') tw: suicide

Alexandra is a Princess of Troy, daughter to King Priam and Hecuba. Twin to Paris of Troy, she is kidnapped in the Temple of Apollo along with her cousin, Briseis. Achilles, who takes a friendly liking in her, protects her while Patroclus falls in love with the Trojan Princess.

it's pretty gay tbh

Patroclus has died in the hands of Hector and suddenly finds himself in the arms of a woman in the form of a little baby ! Losing his memories as the years pass by, the only thing he remembers of Achilles is a name that begins with A and beautiful golden locks. When he finds himself in the Belmore Academy of Magic, he meets a senior, Arthur, who gives him feelings that no one had ever given him before, cool like the first time going into an ocean and attractive as a budding rose. As their relationship begins to grow into something more than friends, the appearance of a rival and his schemes shake up their believes and feelings, as they will need more than friendship to get out unscathed. *** WARNING HAVE TO READ THE ORIGINAL BOOK "THE SONG OF ACHILLES" BEFORE READING THIS FANFICTION*** ***Disclaimer : The cover isn't mine, it belongs to its rightful owner***

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

Holy Water cannot help you now. A thousand armies couldn't keep me out. I don't want your money, I don't want your crown, I've come to burn your kingdom down.

Achilles was a gift for the Gods, as Circe knew all too well. "The aim of life is to live, and to live means to be aware, joyously, drunkenly, serenely, divinely aware." Henry Miller "We drink the poison our minds pour for us and wonder why we feel so sick." - Atticus "The heroic hours of life do not announce their presence by drum and trumpet, challenging us to be true to ourselves ... Some little, unassuming, unobtrusive choice presents itself before us slyly and craftily, glib and insinuating, in the modest garb of innocence. To yield to its blandishments is so easy." Benjamin Cardozo