schneeart:

achilles based on some sculpture i saw

nevheera:

https://caitiedidreads.wordpress.com/2018/06/14/the-song-of-achilles/
Hey I’m writing a book review blog that I illustrate for.

Here’s my comic for The Song Of Achilles by Madeline Miller, which if you haven’t read you SHOULD.

gabriel-grumbletoon:

i’ve got only a few chapters left of The Song of Achilles and i’m going to scream

isabelanec:

a sketch of Achilles and Patroclus chilling. for some reason I gave Patroclus long hair? should it stay? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

chotomy:

if someone paid me to draw a comic adaptation of the odyssey i would drop out of school in a HEARTBEAT

isabelanec:

Achilles wip (what do you mean by ‘drawing a death scene is not a good coping mechanism)

rexoubi:

and perhaps it is the greater grief, after all, to be left on earth when another is gone

cielly-art:

I just wanted to try something new with some sweet boys~

legaltaboo:

I had a good read, drawing is inspired by [The Song of Achilles]!

Patroclus & Achilles by Salem Beiruti

bubblegumsoda:

i didn’t think i’d cry so much about them,,,

bespinfatigues:

patroclus cutting achilles’ hair because they have to leave soon and its just gonna get in the way during battle anyway

(+ some details because I actually drew a background for once!! please click on the first image for good quality because tumblr keeps saving it super blurry in the preview)

achillesthekid:

Introducing the official tumblr for the webseries by @corteae, Achilles the Kid vs. The Gods. The series will include all means of media depicting what is, basically, a high school AU of Greek mythology.

Synopsis:

At Tartarus High School, in Olympus City, being the best is do-or-die, but the school’s faculty (contemporary incarnations of Greek deities) are constantly using otherworldly methods to test their students. When Achilles enters the school as a freshman, he’s enraged by the strife of his fellow classmates. He declares war against the faculty, causing all mythological means of Chaos to ensue. 

That all of them, Greeks and Trojans alike,
Every last man on Troy’s dusty plain,
Were dead, and only you and I were left.

avianssphere:

our joy was so bright we could see nothing else but the other