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General Acacius is on his way back to Rome, And the senator wives are not taking kindly to Geta’s wife.

What the Emperor Want

Part 24

Summary: The festival has come to Rome

Notes/Warnings: Dated superstitions. Dated views on people’s status.

I am so sorry for the delay in this chapter. Life, sickness and write doubt caused the delay in posting.

❤️s, reblogs, comments & feedback are all welcome and appreciated.

Trumpets heralded the arrival of you and Geta, Caracalla would not far behind in his own carriage. He had personally hung back at the royal domus with a handful of his own guards and a few of his specially selected companions for the day; Dondus included. The foreman that oversaw on the building of his baths had asked for an audience. You had heard, that there had been a few final adornments he had to approve in order the baths to be finished. You had thought it had showed great restraint in Caracalla to accept the need for the man’s audience. As of late, he had really come into his own managing the building of what would surely be his legacy. You and Geta were proud of him.

As the two of you stepped from the carriage, you smiled enjoying how lovely of a day it was. The sky was a soft, vivid blue there no clouds. Once the trumpets had gone silent and as your name sliced through the air, the cheers erupted were louder. Birds flew to the heavens. Flower petals fluttered.

You smiled as Geta wrapped an around your middle. The two of you began walking through the various avenues of people sharing things they made with their hands. You remembered one year how your mother made bouquets rich with colors and beautiful scents. Some held up scarves some held up urns. All wanted to catch the eye of you or Geta.

Words were exchanged and melded together as people would come in bowing and murmuring prayers and wishes of good tidings. You smiled sweetly as a young woman who was also with child came to your side. She took your free hand, glancing at Geta you could see tension tighten his pleased expression. You squeezed it and wished a soft tiding of good health to her, and nodding she moved on.

“You have to be careful empress.” One of the guards said in a low tone behind you. “Not all of these people will have good intentions.”

“She was with child herself. I hope she with a good heart.”

He nodded.

“I just wish for you and our child’s safety.” Geta finally said.

“I know my love.” You whisper back.

Music distantly began to play, the savory scent of food wafted through the air.

********

Upon reaching the gardens of one of the senators, you finally sat down. Seeing everything, smiling and nodding to all the people who crossed your path had been a little than you had thought it would be. Dancing and singing; had started among them. It was truly what you had wished it would be like. You wanted Geta’s people happy. There had been too many sour faces, terrible words that sometimes reached the domas.

Geta, came to your side with a small glass. You knew already it was the senator’s way of reminding you of your place. He had not been the most enthusiastic about giving this celebration. He had had his own in mind, when Geta told him of the plans. But he was smart enough to agree.

Concern furrowed Geta’s brow, as he glanced around before his darkened eyes settled on you. “Are you well?”

You laid a hand on your grown belly. You nodded and took a sip from the glass. “I am. Just a little tired.”

You gasped and smiled. “Our baby, wishes to also enjoy the festival.” You felt the flutters of his movements.

“Oh?”

You nodded. Taking one of his ringed hands you brought it to your belly. A large smiled appeared on his face dispelling all of the concern.

“He is strong.”

“Yes. And he will be handsome as well.”

“He will be.” You agreed.

“He will take after me but will have your grace.”

“I will never grow used to the honeyed you bestow upon me.” Your cheeks flushed.

His hand drifted from your belly, to your cheek his thumbed caressed it. “It is easy when the love I feel is so strong.”

“Sire, Senator Caeso and some of his guests wish for a word.” A servant standing straight announced behind the two of you.

He rose an eyebrow, a cloud of displeasured drifted over his features. “Will you wish to stay here?” He asked you.

“Yes, I want to rest for a little longer and then I will find you.”

“I will grow terribly bored till then.” He chuckled and with a swish from the fabrics he wore, he left the small little alcove the two of you had found.

******

You finished the drink and slowly getting up, you went to balcony. You could see further out how the people looked happy and were enjoying the good tidings bestowed in them.

“Did you enchant Geta? Is the baby in your belly from a spell you uttered?”

With your heart quickening, you were greeted by a few women, two of whom looked old while a few were young. All had eyes that held no warmth in them.

“You served us in the box during the games and now you are dressed in clothes much too lovely for someone like you. You should be serving us at this party; not enjoying it.”

You backed up. But there was no where to go the balcony was right there. You felt trapped.

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@hellomadamebutterfly @helsa3942 @marrowfrog @misspendragonsworld @therealjomarch @deliciousfestsalad @aspiringwhore @justalittlebitshy

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New photos!

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So expressive!

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Geta, will not take kindly to this.

What the Emperor Want

Part 24

Summary: The festival has come to Rome

Notes/Warnings: Dated superstitions. Dated views on people’s status.

I am so sorry for the delay in this chapter. Life, sickness and write doubt caused the delay in posting.

❤️s, reblogs, comments & feedback are all welcome and appreciated.

Trumpets heralded the arrival of you and Geta, Caracalla would not far behind in his own carriage. He had personally hung back at the royal domus with a handful of his own guards and a few of his specially selected companions for the day; Dondus included. The foreman that oversaw on the building of his baths had asked for an audience. You had heard, that there had been a few final adornments he had to approve in order the baths to be finished. You had thought it had showed great restraint in Caracalla to accept the need for the man’s audience. As of late, he had really come into his own managing the building of what would surely be his legacy. You and Geta were proud of him.

As the two of you stepped from the carriage, you smiled enjoying how lovely of a day it was. The sky was a soft, vivid blue there no clouds. Once the trumpets had gone silent and as your name sliced through the air, the cheers erupted were louder. Birds flew to the heavens. Flower petals fluttered.

You smiled as Geta wrapped an around your middle. The two of you began walking through the various avenues of people sharing things they made with their hands. You remembered one year how your mother made bouquets rich with colors and beautiful scents. Some held up scarves some held up urns. All wanted to catch the eye of you or Geta.

Words were exchanged and melded together as people would come in bowing and murmuring prayers and wishes of good tidings. You smiled sweetly as a young woman who was also with child came to your side. She took your free hand, glancing at Geta you could see tension tighten his pleased expression. You squeezed it and wished a soft tiding of good health to her, and nodding she moved on.

“You have to be careful empress.” One of the guards said in a low tone behind you. “Not all of these people will have good intentions.”

“She was with child herself. I hope she with a good heart.”

He nodded.

“I just wish for you and our child’s safety.” Geta finally said.

“I know my love.” You whisper back.

Music distantly began to play, the savory scent of food wafted through the air.

********

Upon reaching the gardens of one of the senators, you finally sat down. Seeing everything, smiling and nodding to all the people who crossed your path had been a little than you had thought it would be. Dancing and singing; had started among them. It was truly what you had wished it would be like. You wanted Geta’s people happy. There had been too many sour faces, terrible words that sometimes reached the domas.

Geta, came to your side with a small glass. You knew already it was the senator’s way of reminding you of your place. He had not been the most enthusiastic about giving this celebration. He had had his own in mind, when Geta told him of the plans. But he was smart enough to agree.

Concern furrowed Geta’s brow, as he glanced around before his darkened eyes settled on you. “Are you well?”

You laid a hand on your grown belly. You nodded and took a sip from the glass. “I am. Just a little tired.”

You gasped and smiled. “Our baby, wishes to also enjoy the festival.” You felt the flutters of his movements.

“Oh?”

You nodded. Taking one of his ringed hands you brought it to your belly. A large smiled appeared on his face dispelling all of the concern.

“He is strong.”

“Yes. And he will be handsome as well.”

“He will be.” You agreed.

“He will take after me but will have your grace.”

“I will never grow used to the honeyed you bestow upon me.” Your cheeks flushed.

His hand drifted from your belly, to your cheek his thumbed caressed it. “It is easy when the love I feel is so strong.”

“Sire, Senator Caeso and some of his guests wish for a word.” A servant standing straight announced behind the two of you.

He rose an eyebrow, a cloud of displeasured drifted over his features. “Will you wish to stay here?” He asked you.

“Yes, I want to rest for a little longer and then I will find you.”

“I will grow terribly bored till then.” He chuckled and with a swish from the fabrics he wore, he left the small little alcove the two of you had found.

******

You finished the drink and slowly getting up, you went to balcony. You could see further out how the people looked happy and were enjoying the good tidings bestowed in them.

“Did you enchant Geta? Is the baby in your belly from a spell you uttered?”

With your heart quickening, you were greeted by a few women, two of whom looked old while a few were young. All had eyes that held no warmth in them.

“You served us in the box during the games and now you are dressed in clothes much too lovely for someone like you. You should be serving us at this party; not enjoying it.”

You backed up. But there was no where to go the balcony was right there. You felt trapped.

@honey-eyed-munson @amethyst-serenade @laura-naruto-fan1998 @screaming-blue-bagel @kitkat80 @blondie324 @alyisdead

@hellomadamebutterfly @helsa3942 @marrowfrog @misspendragonsworld @therealjomarch @deliciousfestsalad @aspiringwhore @justalittlebitshy

@littlemissholy @ruinedbythehobbit

@yes7686

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crochet aquarium

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What the Emperor Want

Part 24

Summary: The festival has come to Rome

Notes/Warnings: Dated superstitions. Dated views on people’s status.

I am so sorry for the delay in this chapter. Life, sickness and write doubt caused the delay in posting.

❤️s, reblogs, comments & feedback are all welcome and appreciated.

Trumpets heralded the arrival of you and Geta, Caracalla would not far behind in his own carriage. He had personally hung back at the royal domus with a handful of his own guards and a few of his specially selected companions for the day; Dondus included. The foreman that oversaw on the building of his baths had asked for an audience. You had heard, that there had been a few final adornments he had to approve in order the baths to be finished. You had thought it had showed great restraint in Caracalla to accept the need for the man’s audience. As of late, he had really come into his own managing the building of what would surely be his legacy. You and Geta were proud of him.

As the two of you stepped from the carriage, you smiled enjoying how lovely of a day it was. The sky was a soft, vivid blue there no clouds. Once the trumpets had gone silent and as your name sliced through the air, the cheers erupted were louder. Birds flew to the heavens. Flower petals fluttered.

You smiled as Geta wrapped an around your middle. The two of you began walking through the various avenues of people sharing things they made with their hands. You remembered one year how your mother made bouquets rich with colors and beautiful scents. Some held up scarves some held up urns. All wanted to catch the eye of you or Geta.

Words were exchanged and melded together as people would come in bowing and murmuring prayers and wishes of good tidings. You smiled sweetly as a young woman who was also with child came to your side. She took your free hand, glancing at Geta you could see tension tighten his pleased expression. You squeezed it and wished a soft tiding of good health to her, and nodding she moved on.

“You have to be careful empress.” One of the guards said in a low tone behind you. “Not all of these people will have good intentions.”

“She was with child herself. I hope she with a good heart.”

He nodded.

“I just wish for you and our child’s safety.” Geta finally said.

“I know my love.” You whisper back.

Music distantly began to play, the savory scent of food wafted through the air.

********

Upon reaching the gardens of one of the senators, you finally sat down. Seeing everything, smiling and nodding to all the people who crossed your path had been a little than you had thought it would be. Dancing and singing; had started among them. It was truly what you had wished it would be like. You wanted Geta’s people happy. There had been too many sour faces, terrible words that sometimes reached the domas.

Geta, came to your side with a small glass. You knew already it was the senator’s way of reminding you of your place. He had not been the most enthusiastic about giving this celebration. He had had his own in mind, when Geta told him of the plans. But he was smart enough to agree.

Concern furrowed Geta’s brow, as he glanced around before his darkened eyes settled on you. “Are you well?”

You laid a hand on your grown belly. You nodded and took a sip from the glass. “I am. Just a little tired.”

You gasped and smiled. “Our baby, wishes to also enjoy the festival.” You felt the flutters of his movements.

“Oh?”

You nodded. Taking one of his ringed hands you brought it to your belly. A large smiled appeared on his face dispelling all of the concern.

“He is strong.”

“Yes. And he will be handsome as well.”

“He will be.” You agreed.

“He will take after me but will have your grace.”

“I will never grow used to the honeyed you bestow upon me.” Your cheeks flushed.

His hand drifted from your belly, to your cheek his thumbed caressed it. “It is easy when the love I feel is so strong.”

“Sire, Senator Caeso and some of his guests wish for a word.” A servant standing straight announced behind the two of you.

He rose an eyebrow, a cloud of displeasured drifted over his features. “Will you wish to stay here?” He asked you.

“Yes, I want to rest for a little longer and then I will find you.”

“I will grow terribly bored till then.” He chuckled and with a swish from the fabrics he wore, he left the small little alcove the two of you had found.

******

You finished the drink and slowly getting up, you went to balcony. You could see further out how the people looked happy and were enjoying the good tidings bestowed in them.

“Did you enchant Geta? Is the baby in your belly from a spell you uttered?”

With your heart quickening, you were greeted by a few women, two of whom looked old while a few were young. All had eyes that held no warmth in them.

“You served us in the box during the games and now you are dressed in clothes much too lovely for someone like you. You should be serving us at this party; not enjoying it.”

You backed up. But there was no where to go the balcony was right there. You felt trapped.

@honey-eyed-munson @amethyst-serenade @laura-naruto-fan1998 @screaming-blue-bagel @kitkat80 @blondie324 @alyisdead

@hellomadamebutterfly @helsa3942 @marrowfrog @misspendragonsworld @therealjomarch @deliciousfestsalad @aspiringwhore @justalittlebitshy

@littlemissholy @ruinedbythehobbit

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What the Emperor Want

Part 24

Summary: The festival has come to Rome

Notes/Warnings: Dated superstitions. Dated views on people’s status.

I am so sorry for the delay in this chapter. Life, sickness and write doubt caused the delay in posting.

❤️s, reblogs, comments & feedback are all welcome and appreciated.

Trumpets heralded the arrival of you and Geta, Caracalla would not far behind in his own carriage. He had personally hung back at the royal domus with a handful of his own guards and a few of his specially selected companions for the day; Dondus included. The foreman that oversaw on the building of his baths had asked for an audience. You had heard, that there had been a few final adornments he had to approve in order the baths to be finished. You had thought it had showed great restraint in Caracalla to accept the need for the man’s audience. As of late, he had really come into his own managing the building of what would surely be his legacy. You and Geta were proud of him.

As the two of you stepped from the carriage, you smiled enjoying how lovely of a day it was. The sky was a soft, vivid blue there no clouds. Once the trumpets had gone silent and as your name sliced through the air, the cheers erupted were louder. Birds flew to the heavens. Flower petals fluttered.

You smiled as Geta wrapped an around your middle. The two of you began walking through the various avenues of people sharing things they made with their hands. You remembered one year how your mother made bouquets rich with colors and beautiful scents. Some held up scarves some held up urns. All wanted to catch the eye of you or Geta.

Words were exchanged and melded together as people would come in bowing and murmuring prayers and wishes of good tidings. You smiled sweetly as a young woman who was also with child came to your side. She took your free hand, glancing at Geta you could see tension tighten his pleased expression. You squeezed it and wished a soft tiding of good health to her, and nodding she moved on.

“You have to be careful empress.” One of the guards said in a low tone behind you. “Not all of these people will have good intentions.”

“She was with child herself. I hope she with a good heart.”

He nodded.

“I just wish for you and our child’s safety.” Geta finally said.

“I know my love.” You whisper back.

Music distantly began to play, the savory scent of food wafted through the air.

********

Upon reaching the gardens of one of the senators, you finally sat down. Seeing everything, smiling and nodding to all the people who crossed your path had been a little than you had thought it would be. Dancing and singing; had started among them. It was truly what you had wished it would be like. You wanted Geta’s people happy. There had been too many sour faces, terrible words that sometimes reached the domas.

Geta, came to your side with a small glass. You knew already it was the senator’s way of reminding you of your place. He had not been the most enthusiastic about giving this celebration. He had had his own in mind, when Geta told him of the plans. But he was smart enough to agree.

Concern furrowed Geta’s brow, as he glanced around before his darkened eyes settled on you. “Are you well?”

You laid a hand on your grown belly. You nodded and took a sip from the glass. “I am. Just a little tired.”

You gasped and smiled. “Our baby, wishes to also enjoy the festival.” You felt the flutters of his movements.

“Oh?”

You nodded. Taking one of his ringed hands you brought it to your belly. A large smiled appeared on his face dispelling all of the concern.

“He is strong.”

“Yes. And he will be handsome as well.”

“He will be.” You agreed.

“He will take after me but will have your grace.”

“I will never grow used to the honeyed you bestow upon me.” Your cheeks flushed.

His hand drifted from your belly, to your cheek his thumbed caressed it. “It is easy when the love I feel is so strong.”

“Sire, Senator Caeso and some of his guests wish for a word.” A servant standing straight announced behind the two of you.

He rose an eyebrow, a cloud of displeasured drifted over his features. “Will you wish to stay here?” He asked you.

“Yes, I want to rest for a little longer and then I will find you.”

“I will grow terribly bored till then.” He chuckled and with a swish from the fabrics he wore, he left the small little alcove the two of you had found.

******

You finished the drink and slowly getting up, you went to balcony. You could see further out how the people looked happy and were enjoying the good tidings bestowed in them.

“Did you enchant Geta? Is the baby in your belly from a spell you uttered?”

With your heart quickening, you were greeted by a few women, two of whom looked old while a few were young. All had eyes that held no warmth in them.

“You served us in the box during the games and now you are dressed in clothes much too lovely for someone like you. You should be serving us at this party; not enjoying it.”

You backed up. But there was no where to go the balcony was right there. You felt trapped.

@honey-eyed-munson @amethyst-serenade @laura-naruto-fan1998 @screaming-blue-bagel @kitkat80 @blondie324 @alyisdead

@hellomadamebutterfly @helsa3942 @marrowfrog @misspendragonsworld @therealjomarch @deliciousfestsalad @aspiringwhore @justalittlebitshy

@littlemissholy @ruinedbythehobbit

@yes7686

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Yes!!! Ahhhh!

writing is 5% typing and 95% lying on the floor whispering “why would they do that” like a conspiracy theorist with red yarn

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Me. 👇🏻 And I feel all of this! 👆🏻

I have been struggling with a re-write for weeks now. I am entering a portion of my story that is on the cusp of some serious things. 😬

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@yourfavoritewitchbitch what a fun idea. Ty for the tag.

pinterest tag game

The rules are simple: go to pinterest, search

"your name + core", post six pictures. Then tag six people.

I tag @darknessisafriend @melis-writes @kaittalkstoomuch @spikedfearn @justbeingbuck @jimmys-tiara

pinterest tag game

The rules are simple: go to pinterest, search "your name + core", post six pictures. Then tag six people.

Thank you for the tag @bunnyhargrove

No pressure tags: @her-mortal-projections @starksbabie @stardancerluv @professionalpromqueen @stevesxyellowxsweater @teen--marvel @buckysgrace @babyjakes

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🔥Photos from the photoshoot for Style Magazine 8/25 dropped.🔥

😍Wow.😍

Looking good.

Joe on the cover of Style Magazine 8/25

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💙🔥😍🔥💙

This looks so good. I can’t wait!

👇🏻I feel called out!👇🏻

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Looking good.

Joe on the cover of Style Magazine 8/25

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I feel called out.

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🔥Absolutely loved him as Johnny Storm.🔥

This looks so good. I can’t wait!

👇🏻I feel called out!👇🏻