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Need a one shot like this. Achilles is still alive when Neoptolemus arrives on the shores of Troy. Achilles, who is about to go out and kill Hector to avenge Patroclus, hears Pyrrhus calling Patroclus a slave and insulting him. In his fit of rage, before killing Hector, he kills Pyrrhus. This ends in two ways:
-Greece loses the war against Troy.
-The Greeks have time to convince Achilles to fight with them, fulfilling Patroclus's dying wish.
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the best fanfiction you've ever read was written by a woman in her 40s before she made dinner for her kids. it was written by a teenager after school when they should've been studying for a history test. and a barista came up with the idea while they cleaned the espresso machine and busser fact-checked it on their break and the post-doc edited between writing grant proposals and the nurse apologized for typos in the notes after a long shift and behind every drabble and one-shot and multi-chapter fic there is a person with a wonderful and interesting and chaotic life and it is such a privilege that we get to be a part of it because they decided to do this thing we all share, for fun.
I'm going to fucking hell, the underworld, or wherever religions send you. Writing fanfiction about gods is like feeling someone looking at you disapprovingly. The worst part is when they have sex. I'm writing about a fucking god having sex. I'm going to hell.
Decided to drop both parts together :)
A short summary of why John hates when Simon drives😅
Soap is training the new recruits, and since it's summer, the heat is intense, so he is outside without a t-shirt, allowing all his muscles and scars to be visible.
Ghost is watching in the distance and admiring his works on Soap's skin. Soap has some beautiful marks on his hips, his neck, and his lower belly. Ghost didn't have control last night; he was so fucking horny because Soap started using more revealing clothes.
Many recruits saw Soap walking around and noticed his marks; everyone knows that he and Ghost have something going on, but nobody wants to speak up. All of them are so damn scared of Ghost.
And Price loves his relationship since they are together, with no more incidents about Ghost almost killing the recruits in the workouts or Soap exploiting things on the base.
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"they're not gay" I don't know man, I read a masterfully written fanfic on A03 that says otherwise.
“i never see you at the club” ok well i never see you on ao3 at 2am reading about the same two bitches falling in love for the 1000th time in the 500th way
Before Soap and Ghost started dating, they already shared clothes; or rather, Soap would steal Ghost's clothes and wear them, while Ghost would only take his knives. Of course, he never kept them; he just cleaned them.
When Soap and Ghost became a couple, Soap started stealing Ghost's clothes, but now he was more blatant. Now he wore the clothes the government provided to Simon, which had his name and rank clearly written on them. Ghost didn't complain; in fact, he liked it. It was one of his ways of reclaiming his Johnny.
Now that Soap is dead, Ghost always uses something of Johnny's. At first, he didn't touch anything; in fact, almost all of Soap's things are still there: his toothbrush, his clothes, Soap's cologne. Ghost still texts Soap's phone, even though no one answers.
The MV4 trailer upset me.
“That ship is toxic ! They're so unhealthy—”
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Dennis “getting fucked so hard people think he’s getting abused” Whitaker
And
Micheal “needs to leave his mark on Dennis to fulfill the possessiveness inside of him” Robinavitch
Me when I write for 30 minutes: 1k words
Me when I write for 2 hours: 500 words
Me when I write for 4 hours: -300 words
#know your fandom history
"holy shit they finally confessed, what comes next--"
Patroclus had been lying awake for hours, furious enough to keep his eyes open long after the camp had gone quiet. Achilles had left after their argument without another word, disappearing to the shore to speak with his mother.
So when the tent flap shifted near midnight, Patroclus heard it immediately.
Achilles stepped inside dripping seawater onto the floor, hair soaked, skin cold from hours in the sea.
Before Patroclus could say anything, Achilles lay down behind him and pressed a freezing hand against his back.
Patroclus jerked violently.
“YOU SON OF A BITCH! HOW FUCKING DARE YOU”
Achilles ignored the shouting completely. He only wrapped an arm around Patroclus’s waist and buried his face between his shoulders, cold and wet and stubbornly silent.
“Get THE FUCK OFF me,” Patroclus snapped, shoving at his arm. “Achilles i swear to gods damn you let fucking go.”
Achilles only held tighter.
For what felt like hours, Patroclus cursed him, elbowed him, tried to pry himself free while Achilles clung to him like a drowning man.
Eventually, somewhere past midnight, the fight drained out of him. Achilles was still cold against his back.
Patroclus swore one last time under his breath and stopped struggling. Achilles loosened slightly at once, like he had been waiting for permission to breathe.
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Patroclus: Don't kill me I have a boyfriend Hector: You think I care about that? Patroclus: No this isn't a plea for mercy, it's a warning Hector: what- Achilles, appearing out of nowhere: ARE YOU READY TO DIE?!?
Soap tooke the photo
