#Caracalla

[hellfire--cult]

The eye technique of looking into your eyes, to then drift to your lips and back up again.

[trulyumai]

rhinos and men

—request: could you do a story where geta and his family are watching the games and his son see the rhino and gets all excited. Thank you for your time and stories.

pairing : emperor Geta / empress! reader

—warnings: talk of violence, fighting. y’all’s son is a little cutie patootie fr

“—come on little one, don’t let go okay?” esocorting your son to the stands, his little hand gripped against yours.

He was ever so distracted, with big eyes glancing at the people around him, trying to get view of the pit below.

You hated bringing him to a place so early… not even his sixth name day has occurred. But your husband allowed it—demanded of it.

“He’ll need to grow up fast.” He had whispered to you, nearly everyone was asleep, as it was a late hour, rain prodded at the walls of the keep and thunder boomed. After a particularly rough session with you the man was caressing your face gently, discussing his future plans of war, how it would be good to open the coliseum again for the people.

You remembered feeling so tired— but such a statement brought out fear upon you, waking you up instantly. He was just a child. Your son. You didn’t want for him to endure the horrors of the world. The horrors of Geta.

But now you’re here, coaxing the child to your husband who stands upon your arrival.

With open arms, his child came running to him. Geta tried not to smile; to keep the facade of a benevolent leader, but such a sight was so… lovely.

“Hello little man, excited for the show?” Brushing his son’s matching hair back, he lifted his gaze to his wife. Already you sat beside them, lightly fanning at your reddened cheeks.

Sometimes he forgot you weren’t yet to such weather conditions just yet.

“Mhm mhm! Momma said there would be big— big animals!” Gesturing with wide little hands. geta hummed in agreement, leaning forward his cheek touched his sons.

“See there? Those beasts are dutiful in the field. They show no mercy upon the fool who chooses to be their foe.”

“Rhino!”

Geta laughed. “Yes, a rhino.”

Caracalla, ever the prodding man, interrupted such a sweet sight. “Brother, shouldn’t the woman being tending to the child? Not the fearless emperor.”

Meeting said man’s gaze, you scoffed. “How would you know, Caracalla. Sending your wife away and all?”

Caracalla snarled in response, his teeth crooked and yellow. Not removing your heavy gaze, you waited for the man’s chipped response.

“How dare you even—”

“Enough!” The emperor interrupted. Setting the child down, the little boy made his way to you, gesturing towards your lap for comfort.

Geta squinted at Caracalla, until the crowds roars distracted him so.

It was time to act, wasn’t it?

Turning towards the citizens, Geta let out a deep cry. His hands lifted, signaling for the guards to start the game.

With a call of a horn, the show began.

“Momma, look!”

“Careful honey, don’t lean too far.”

The only response was a pouting look, one that made your heart clench in regret. “Just be careful— I worry for you little star.” Pinching at his face, the boy let out a giggle. Geta wanted to pay attention to the mayhem. He really, really did.

Afterall, he went through so much trouble putting together for the act. Finding the resources for such an opportunity was getting harder and harder, the war made too big of an impact on supplies and men. But his people needed a distraction, especially in times like this.

But to see you there coddling and mulling over your little one—who looked like an exact copy of Geta himself, made him soft. Too soft to watch a man be stabbed repeatedly upon the ground floor and left to rot.

He was so glad you agreed to be a mother. Maybe he could convince you a second time tonight.

“Son,” the emperor called out, instantly gaining the boys attention.

“How about we visit the bayside after this?”

A confused look graced the child’s features and you had to lean in closer to geta to whisper gently. “He doesn’t know that word, darling. Say big blue water.”

Geta’s hands moved nervously beside the arm rest. Embarrassed to say such low leveled words. “Ahm, you know the.. big..blue water.”

Your son squeezed your hand in delight, already nodding his head up and down at such a statement. “Can we now— please?”

“Not until the shows over, my love,” setting him back down in your lap you smiled at Geta, amused by the child’s complete wonderment.

The man’s arm came into contact with your shoulder, pulling you into his side snuggly while the fight resumed on with loud cries and clashes. “You haven’t even seen the rhinos yet, son.”

A blank look appeared on the boy. “Oh yeah.”

The two of you sat side by side, geta touching you ever so often with calloused fingers. Your son not being able to sit still, wobbling in your lap carelessly as his balance flayed with every cry he let out for an animal that entered his vision.

“Did you see his horn? And the feet!” Being escorted out, Geta kept a hand around your waist as your son perched into your lap, his hands pinching and prodding as your cheeks.

Not being able to respond, you nodded laughing with a closed lip smile.

“Careful with your mother, boy, she’s delicate.”

The boys fingers stopped there pushing and a yawn escaped his lips. “Big water now?” A tired voice asked.

“Big water.” You agreed, lightly rocking him, your son soon found sleep, allowing a nap to take hold.

“I wish I could fall asleep like that.” With a guiding hand, Geta helped you upon the chariot, lifting you easily upon the wooden and steel frame.

“You do sleep like that, darling. Especially after dealing with your brother.”

A chuckle escaped the emperor as his body leaned back, both arms gracing the back of the seat. “He is inssufersble sometimes, isn’t he.”

Humming, your eyes suddenly felt tired. The heat was encapsulating your being and having your son splayed out onto your lap didn’t help.

Seeing you from the corner of his eyes, Geta noted the droopy lids and tucked down chin.

Usually he would forbid such a show of weakness in public. Say how reckless it is and cuss you out.

But something was differ today; he couldn’t quite place it.

“sleep, wife. I will awake you when we’ve arrived.” The promise escaped his lips before he could even think to push it back.

With a tired nod, you agreed. A slumber fell upon you before you could open your eyes once more.

Geta only scooted closer, pressing his shoulder to your slumped head with careful brushes.

The emperor couldn’t help but lean down, pressing a loving kiss to your forehead as your son’s snores reverberated through the small space.

Today was good to you.

Minus Caracalla’s presence, of course.

[eddiemunsonsrightnipple]

Babe is ✨stressed✨

[potatoesenpaii]

Someone sends help, i have fallen in love

[howamidrivinginlimbo]

The Baths of Caracalla in Rome, Italy

The thermae were probably constructed during the reigns of the emperors Septimius Severus and his son Caracalla. This was between 211 and 216/217 AD.

[jens-holland]

Ridley Scott wants the emperors in Gladiator II to be Caligula so bad. The aesthetic is very Julio-Claudian coded. The wide-eyed insanity is soooo Caligula. And that camp little giggle we hear in the trailer? Peak Caligula vibes. The only reason why it can’t be Caligula is because the Colosseum wasn’t built until several decades later, but that hasn’t stopped Scott before.

Caracalla was definitely crazy, but he was a very different type of crazy. Caracalla was terrifying because he was cold and brutal. He had his brother Geta assassinated in the presence of their mother, and when he heard Geta’s name spoken in Alexandria, he had the entire city massacred. But what gets me most is that he wasn’t like genuinely insane — the army LOVED him! And not only because he paid them a ton of cash, but he also marched and ate with them like any other soldier. He was just a brutal and angry man who would lash out unpredictably, and I find that far more terrifying than the classic Caligula crazy because he had a group of men who were deeply loyal to him, and Caligula did not. (Caracalla did have a pet lion named after a style of Persian dagger, though, and I REALLY hope it’s in the movie, but it probably won’t be lol)

This is not to say that I won’t be absolutely losing my mind over the twin emperor performances, but Caligula is who you want, Ridley 😂😂

[xplore-the-unknwn]

Commodus in Gold ⚜️

His microexpressions are everything!!!

Hyped for Gladiator 2 coming out. I have trust Joseph Quinn is gonna deliver an out of this world performance as the new “antagonist” emperor but let’s pay tribute to our OG Sassy emperor that paved the way- Commodus the Merciful!

[agir1ukn0w]

yes I'm very proud of myself, why do u ask??

[hellfire--cult]

I swear... I need him to look at me like that and hold my chin while mocking me for blushing.

[palomahasenteredthechat]

The Evil Weasleys receive news that HBO is rebooting Harry Potter

[icallhimjoey]

excuse me WHITE face paint?!?!?!

yes, confirmed. blonde hair, white face paint.

[grayjoy15]

Roman Emperors: Augustus – Gordian I

27 BC – 238 AD

Excited to be working on these again! The series is nearing completion! Pride edition will follow shortly…

[eddiemunsonsrightnipple]

I’m gonna watch Gladiator II for the plot. The plot:

[potatoesenpaii]

[kassy-munson]

THE FACT THAT THERES A NEW AQPDO TRAILER AND GLADIATOR 2 FOOTAGE (WHICH ALSO SHOWS A BLONDE JOSEPH QUINN AS CARACALLA) THAT HAS BEEN SHOWN BUT WE CANT EVEN SEE IT 😭😭😭 I NEED TO SEE EVERYTHING ASAP!!!!

[transparentgentlemenmarker]

les Thermes de Caracalla à Rome, Italie 🇮🇹