#Livia Livi

[marcogiovenale]

documentario: "amelia rosselli. la rissa degli angeli"

[valeroyeaux]

commissioned the fabulous @littlestpersimmon for An Art of my beloved oc, livia sinclair!! she looks so wonderful!!! thank you so much!!!!

[liviacardew]

Love is a gentle thing Yours is thicker than a velvet ring

velvet ring // big thief

livia cardew

[ginasdiary]

Stranger | Olivia Rodrigo

[felixravinstills]

my two nicknames for livia and vipsania ended up being livy and vips because I had two ocs forever ago with their names and I just transferred the nicknames

to you she’s livia cardew. to me she’s livy. we are not the same.

[creativepromptsforwriting]

Names with Cute Nicknames

Girls' Edition

Sometimes we just fall in love with a cute nickname for our characters. So here is a list of names that you can name your characters, even though you will only call them by their nickname.

Abigail - Abbie, Abby, Gale, Gail

Adaline/Adalina - Ada, Lynn, Lina

Adriana - Riana, Addie, Drea

Alexandra - Al, Alex, Alexa, Allie, Ally, Lex, Lexa, Lexie, Sandra, Sandie, Sandy

Amelia/Amelie - Millie, Lia, Mimi

Anastasia - Ana, Stassie, Stassy, Stacey

Antoinette - Ann, Annie, Toni, Netta

Ariella - Ariel, Ari, Ella

Aurelia/Aurora - Auri

Beatrix - Trixie, Bea

Berenike/Bernice - Berry, Bernie, Nikki, Neecy

Calista/Calliope - Callie

Cassandra- Cass, Cassie, Cassy, Sandra, Sandy, Sandie

Cassidy - Cass, Cassie, Cassy

Cordelia - Delia, Deli

Danica - Dani, Dannie, Niki, Nika

Dorothy - Dot, Dottie, Doro

Eleanor - Elle, Ellie, Lea, Nora

Esmerelda - Esme

Evangeline Evie, Evi, Eve, Lina

Evelyn - Evie, Evi, Eve, Lynn

Felicitas/Felicity - Feli, Fliss, Lis, Lissa

Francesca - Fran, Frannie, Frankie

Frederike - Fred, Freddie, Freddy, Rike, Kiki

Genevieve - Eve, Evie, Genna, Gina, Ginny, Viv

Jasmine - Jas, Jazzy, Mina, Minnie

Josephine - Josie, Joe, Phin

Leonora - Leo, Nora

Madeline - Maddie, Maddy, Lynn, Ada, Addie

Marigold - Mari, Goldie

Matilda - Tillie, Tilda, Mattie

Melissa - Liss, Lissa, Mel, Mellie, Missy

Natasha/Natascha - Nat, Nattie, Sasha, Tasha

Olivia - Livia, Liv, Livy, Ollie, Olive

Penelope - Penny, Poppy, Nelly, Polly

Philippa - Pippa

Rosalie/Rosalia - Rosie, Rose, Sally, Lia

Rosemary - Rosie, Rose, Mary

Veronica - Vero, Ronny, Nic, Nica

Wilhelmina - Minnie, Mina, Wil, Willa

Winifred - Winnie, Win, Freddie, Fred

More names!

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[portgasdwrld]

📞Wait a minute while I make you mine

Featuring: Ace x fem!reader

Warning: suggestive, mention of NSFW content, slightly angsty at the end lol

Summary : fun pool day with Whitebeard crew and the reader and Ace being awfully flirty.

Part.2. Part.3

The photo is found on Pinterest, credits to its owner

Note: this idea came up to me at work, enjoy my first short story!! 🫶🏻 part 2 maybe ?

You had just changed into your new swimsuit that you bought few hours ago from the shops in the resorts. The little fabric was complimenting the curves of your body beautifully, leaving a little gasp even from between your own lips.

You smiled knowing someone else might also enjoy it. You pushed back your hair glancing one last time at the mirror with a satisfied smile. You grabbed your sunglasses and left them resting on top of your head.

Your close friend, who was one of the few nurses on the ship, called Livia, was waiting for you outside of the changing room. She glanced up at you and smiled.

-This is just so sexy.

She commented while making you turn and checking you out. You grinned and nudged her arm playfully. You blushed a little and intertwined her arm with yours. With your other hand you played with the gold necklace pending on your neck. You two started walking towards y’all fellow pirates.

-Right? I think the women had the perfect eye. Good thing I got it.

- She did, Ace is gonna loveeee it~

You rolled your eyes and gave her a quick glare before shyly smiling.

-I’m definitely not wearing this for this idiot. Im being hot for myself.

-Yeah, and I’m a man with heavy hairy balls.

Her answer earned a laugh out of you. She gazed at you with a floating teasing smirk, thinking it was cute how hard you were refuting your obvious crush on the infamous commander of the second division.

-I can already picture him drooling over you.

-He’s not the type to drool, you retorted with a frown.

-Right, he only drool over food. Okay then, he would blush and look away like you don’t exist while he has a raging boner.

-This version doesn’t so bad now.

You nodded quite satisfied with your friend storytelling abilities. She pushed her blond hair behind her shoulders and winked at you.

-I know. To be fair, y’all would’ve probably fucked already, but you deliberately chose to blue ball yourselves.

She said with a disapproving expression. You scoffed thinking it was quite funny how invested your friend was with your « love life ». Ace and you were kinda just friends… yeah?

-You are talking a lot for someone who hasn’t done a move on their crush for months. How’s you and Imani going?

-Imani..she-she’s just so gorgeous. I get super shy when I’m around her and she’s also like one of the top nurses on the ship so it would be inappropriate.

-You have been saying the same excuse for weeks.

You exclaimed exhausted with your blond friend. She looked at you with puppy eyes like she was about to reveal the best excuse in the cutest way.

-Yeah but you know what ?? She had those beautiful butterfly’s locks done at the last island we stopped and she looks even prettier. I’m hopeless. I have fallen for a goddess while I’m a commoner.

-You are being dramatic. Imani is gorgeous but so are you.

-Im a Pisces.

-Livia, that’s not an argument.

-Arent you the astrologer here?

-Yeah and what about it ?

-Tell me about Imani and I compatibility!

-Livy, I make sky map… and I have already done it, i told you it was a green light.

She removed her arm that was intertwined with yours and brought both of her hands to her face to hide her blushing cheeks.

-OMG!!? Can you imagine me going out with her?!

She asked with heart eyes and an almost perverted expression that almost made you frown in fear. You patted her back to help her calm down.

-Collect yourself, blood is almost coming down your nose.

You joked with a defeated chuckle. She nodded quickly while patting her hair on top of her head to gain some senses.

-Okay so about you and Ace-

-Oh look the guys are over there, you cut her off while running towards Marco who was sipping on some refreshers while speaking to some others men.

-Y/N! WAIT FOR ME!!

You heard her yell as she ran behind you. You crashed into Marco because you foot slipped on the water on the ground, making you lose control over your body. He sensed you and was quick to grab you and pull you up to your feet again.

-I thought we only had to say to kids not to run near pools ? He said while raising one of his eyebrows with a disapproving look.

You pulled you tongue at him and crossed your arms under your breast.

-Well, the water just could’ve been somewhere else.

-Y/N! ARE YOU OKAY! AHHH-

Livia ran towards you but a similar situation happened and she fell right into you. You groaned as the weight of her body crushed on yours. You pulled yourself on your elbows and gave her a bored look.

-Why are you running around a pool?

You asked while rubbing the back of your head that had just hit the hard floor.

-LIKE YOU’RE ONE TO TALK!!

She yelled at you as she pulled herself up of your body. Marco watched the scene with a chuckle and pulled his hands, offering them to both of you. You took one and chuckled.

-It’s so good to be able to relax a little bit, you exclaimed while stretching your arms, enjoying the way the sun was warming up you exposed skin.

-Let’s jump in the pool already, I’m sweating.

Livia complained as she grabbed her hair and pulled them up to allow some air to hit the back of her neck. You saw few of the men on the ship give her heart eyes. You chuckled knowing that Livia was probably the most lesbian girl you have ever knew and those guys could only hold into their fantasy. You truly hoped it would work out with her crush though.

Imani was a beautiful dark skinned women who was working hard to keep up with Whitebeards health as much she possibly could with of course the help of Marco. She was one of the popular member on the ship, known for her beauty and intelligence. So it wasn’t surprising to know that a lot of people liked and admired her.

-Yeah, enjoy it! Not everyone can enjoy the pool freely, Marco replied referring to him being a power holder. He suddenly snorted and he quickly excused himself while a chuckle left his lips.

-Whats wrong ? You asked curious of what he was laughing at.

He moved his head pointing behind you with his familiar smirk. You frowned confused and looked behind you, only to see your freckled friend trying his best to swim with a unicorn swimming ring, two orange arm floaties on each of his biceps and water googles. You couldn’t help but burst into a laugh.

You whipped the tears at the corner of your eyes from laughing. The view in front of you was so different from the cocky and confident man you knew.

-OI, ACE ! You look like a kid who’s learning how to swim!

You yelled while holding into your stomach. The tall man looked at you confused and a red blush tinted his freckled cheeks. He removed his googles to let them rest on top of his head.

-LEAVE ME ALONE !

He yelled back with an embarrassed frown.

-He’s so cute, you mumbled under your breath but loud enough for Marco and Livia to hear it.

-How about you join him?

Livia exclaimed while pushing your body into the water. You didn’t even have time to react that you felt your body entering the cold water of the pool. You fought back a little in the water as you were taken out totally in surprised. You finally pulled your head out of the water and pushed your soaked hair out of your view.

-LIVIA! What was that about ?! I almost lost my glasses.

You yelled at her slightly annoyed as you pushed your sunglasses at her. You definitely had water in your nose. She laughed at your slight frustrated expression. She threw your glasses to Marco, before jumping into the water too, splashing you , making water enter your eyes this time.

You waited for her to emerge out of the water to splash her eyes back with constant water waves.

-Im sorry, I’m sorry ! She pleaded while putting her hand up in defeat.

Marco shook his head wondering why two young adults like Livia and you were acting like total children.

-THAT WAS A GOOD ONE LIVIA! THANKS!

You heard Ace suddenly yell with his stupid grin. You smirked and started to swim towards him. You saw his eyes grow big when he realized that he was the one in disadvantage. He tried to « swim » away but some kids was pulling into the unicorn head of his swimring. So he was mostly fighting against sinking because of the kid.

You finally arrived next to him and looked up at him with mischievous eyes. Your propped yourself on his floater.

-Did the kid and you planned this ?

He asked a little bit annoyed but you could feel he was tense. You glared at the annoying kid and pulled his arms off of Aces unicorn.

-What do you think you’re doing?

You asked him seriously. He looked up at you, lips suddenly trembling. He quickly left while screaming for his mom. You looked back at Ace and started to laugh. You swam back to his floater and so your arms and chest were resting on the huge swimring.

His eyes travelled down to your breast and then to your lips but he looked away with a blush.

-Get off, you are gonna make me sink.

He said while gazing at your wet body once again and then at your eyes.

-I dont feel like it, you replied with a pout while tilting your head.

He rolled his eyes and he licked his lips as he brought his face closer to yours. He smiled with his familiar mischievous eyes that you loved so much. You felt butterfly in your stomach at the sudden proximity.

-You really like being a brat, huh?

You grinned and pushed back his head with you finger on his forehead.

-Maybe I do~

You retorted in a calm voice that came off more seductive than you intended to. You saw Ace’s eyes squinting slightly at you as he gave you his infamous smirk.

-Alright, then would you help me get out of the water?

-Already tired ?

-Yeah, I don’t have the thrill anymore to worry about sinking especially because of a kid or you.

-Pfff, like I would really sink a hottie like you.

-So now you think I’m hot?

-Yeah well, you are made of fire, you retorted with an obvious tone while furrowing your eyebrows. He looked at you speechless for few seconds before he shook his head and slowly started making his way outside of the the pool.

You laughed as you got off of his swim-ring and helped him by pulling him and swimming forwards. By the edge of the pool, Ace removed his unicorn with your help and quickly pushed himself outside the water. He sighed relieved as he walked slightly away.

-Thanks

-No worries~ Well I guess I will see you around.

You said while glancing at his tone body glistening with the water. The way his back muscles moved as he slightly turned to your direction. He looked over his shoulders as he was removing his arm floaties.

-Uh..yeah sure.

You waved at him with a smile and searched for Livia somewhere in this sea of people. He watched you walk away from him. He wished he proposed you to eat an ice cream and maybe talk somewhere in this big resort, maybe learn more about you if you allowed him to. But he wasn’t sure of how you would take it.

You were always big on being independent and it was something you had proud in. He didn’t even know if being in a relationship was even something you thought about. Maybe you were more about fucking and not talking to that person ever again, but as much as he wanted you, he wouldn’t break his own heart by having too much hope for something he couldn’t possibly have. You loving him is impossible.

He sighed as he felt a sudden heavy weight on his heart. His throat slightly chocked up. He shook away those thoughts and decided to just distract himself with his friends, the weather, other girls maybe too…

[nerdasstheatrekid]

Hugo's nicknames for the members of team radical

Varian - goggles, freckles, hair-stripe, the blue one, Mr I know it all, smart guy, vee

Yong - boom boy, professor boom boom, short stacks, the red one,

Nuru - Princess, sparkles, Starlight, Mrs unicorns n rainbows

Ruddiger - circle eyes, the dog

Olivia - Livy, Livia, rat

Varian's nicknames for the members of team radical

Hugo - pretty boy, Thief, glasses, Blondie, rat guy

Yong - lil rascal (not much cuz he usually just calls him Yong)

Nuru - Princess (accidentally calls her that even tho she says not too, Hugo on the other hand, does it on purpose) , your highness

Nuru nicknames for the members of team radical

Hugo - tough guy, the bad but sad boy with a tragic backstory, twink/j

Varian - Man, My guy, Vee, Var

Yong - lil guy, buster

Yong usually just calls them by their names

[liviavanrouge]

Child Livia pt 1

Epel: *Coughs, waving his hand*

Vil: Honestly- wait, where's Livia?

Livia(8): *Steps out from behind the cauldron, looking around curiously* This isn't the Draconia Castle...

Rook: OH! SHE'S ADORABLE! Look at her chubby cheeks!

Vil: My heart! I didn't know she was such an adorable child!!

???: This feeling....that voice...

Epel: Uh oh-

???: LIVIAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

Rollo: *Bursts into the room, spotting Livia*

Livia: *Blinks, staring at him* Roro big?

Rollo: WHAT DID YOU ALL DO!?

Rook: Oh my my my!

Rollo: *Shakes Epel by the shirt collar* What did you do!?

Epel: *Yelps and bolts away around the room*

Rollo: *Chases Epel* YOU BETTER TELL ME WHAT YOU DID!!!!

Vil: *Holds Livia on his hip, watching in disappointment* He is too protective for me...

Rook: *Laughs, smiling*

~~~~

Crewel: I can change her back but I need a week..

Vil: *Smiles* We can handle her, honestly this is the great time for some little Livy photo's to be taken~

Rollo: *Takes Livia from Vil, his eyes narrowed* No way! I'm taking her!!

Malleus: *Narrows his eyes* Surely Beastie would prefer me, after all I am her Mal Mal...

Malleus: *Holds his hands out smiling* Isn't that right, Beastie?

Livia: *Beams, reaching for him* MAL MAL!!

Rollo: *Gasps, freezing in place*

Leona: *Smirks* Oh he's HEARTBROKEN!

Rollo: *Grips his chest* Livy...

Malleus: *Chuckles victoriously, Livia snuggling into him* A shame, Flamme~

Rollo: *Glares at Malleus*

Malleus: *Smirks smugly at him*

Vil: There's gonna be a rivalry...

Leona: Most definitely..

@queen-of-twisted @yukii0nna @zexal-club

[noh07]

updated list of mixed name ideas (nov 5, 2024)

in this list, there's any type of names (mostly for english-speaking people though): typical first names, noun names, mythology names, etc.

i sorted them into three categories: androgynous, feminine and masculine.

if you have more ideas of names for trans folks, writers, etc, just lemme know! (Can also be not-so-cool names for the writers, we need them for the asshole side characters :3)

i will update the list every time I have a lot of new name suggestions. you can always find the newest list under the tag #updated name list on my profile, which is currently this one.

(alphabetical list with 712 mixed names under the cut)

--- androgynous ---

Addie/Eddie

Aki

Alex

Alexis

Alli/Allie/Ally

Am/Em

Amethyst

Ares

Ari

Artemis

Ash

Asher

Aster

Azure

Basil

Beluga

Bennie/Benny

Bermuda

Bev

Beverly

Billie

Blair/Blaire

Calypso

Caramel

Cat

Cave

Celeste

Charlie

Chrissy

Coco

Crimson

Crow

Diamond

Edie

Eli

Ellori/Ellory

Emerald

Emerson

Emi/Emmie/Emmy

Evie

Finn

Forest/Forrest

Frances/Francis

Garnet

Gem

Goldie

Gray/Grey

Hayden

Hunter

Indigo

Jackie/Jacky

Jade

Jamie

Jess

Jessie

Jupiter

Lark

Lenny

Lori/Lorie/Lory

Lou

Louie

Mag

Maggot

Mars

Mauve

Max

Meadow

Mercury

Mika

Miko

Mizu

Moss

Neptune

Noah

Nori

Nyx

Ollie

Onyx

Opal

Paris

Quinn

Rafa

Rain/Raine

Raven

Reg

Remi

Remu

Robin

Rocky

Ronni/Ronnie/Ronny

Sage

Saturn

Shilo/Shiloh

Silver/Sylver

Sky/Skye

Snow

Val

Venus

Vin

Vinny/Vinnie

Wilson

Wither

--- feminine ---

Abby

Abigail

Adelaide

Adeline

Agatha

Aileen/Eileen

Aimee/Amy

Alana

Alena

Alessia

Alexa

Alexia

Alexandra

Alice

Alissa

Alli/Allie/Ally

Alura

Amalia

Amber

Amelia

Amelie

Amethyst

Amity

Andromeda

Anela

Angela

Angelina

Angeline

Angie

Anika/Annika

Anisa

Anita

Anna

Ann/Anne

Annie

Anastasia

Andrea/Andreea

Antheia

Arabella

Artemis

Ashley

Astra

Atlanta

Audrey

Aurora

Autumn

Azura

Bailey

Becky

Bella

Belle

Beluga

Bettie/Betty

Beverly

Billie

Brenda

Brie

Calypso

Candace/Candice

Caramel

Carla/Karla

Carmen

Carol

Carolina

Caroline

Catherine

Celeste

Celestia

Celina/Selena/Selina

Celine/Selene/Seline

Charlotte

Christina/Kristina

Christine/Kristine

Claire

Clara/Clarah

Chloe/Chloé/Cloe

Cindy

Cissy

Cora/Corah

Dana

Daniela/Daniella

Danielle

Dalia/Daliah

Daria

Darla

Debbie

Debora/Deborah

Delilah

Diamond

Diana

Dianne

Dora/Dorah

Dorothy

Eburia

Eclipse

Eda

Elena

Eleanor/Elenor

Elisa/Eliza

Elise

Elizabeth

Ella

Ember

Emerson

Emery

Emi/Emmie/Emmy

Emilia

Emilie/Emily

Emma

Esme

Esmeralda

Euphemia

Euphoria

Eva

Evie

Evelyn

Felicia

Fenya

Finya

Fia

Fiona

Francisca/Franziska

Freya

Fuchsia

Gaia

Georgia

Gina

Ginny/Jeanie

Hanna/Hannah

Harmony

Hazel

Heather

Hecate

Helena

Helene

Hera

Hestia

Holly

Hope

Iana

Irena

Irene

Iris

Isa

Isabel/Isabelle

Isabela/Isabella

Ivonne/Yvonne

Ivory

Ivy

Izzy

Jade

Janice

Jasmin/Jasmine

Jenna

Jennifer

Jenny

Joelle

Joelina

Jolene

Julia

Julianne

Julie

Juliet/Juliette

Juniper

Kaia/Kaya

Katarina/Katharina

Kathy/Katy

Kelly

Kira

Lana

Lara/Larah

Laura

Lauren

Laurel

Lavender

Lena

Leia/Leya

Levina

Levinia

Lia

Liana

Liara

Lilac

Lili/Lilli/Lilly/Lily

Lilian/Lilien

Lilith

Lisa

Liv

Livi

Livia

Liz

Lizzie/Lizzy

Loanne

Lola

Lorelei

Lori/Lorie/Lory

Louisa/Luisa

Louise/Luise

Luce/Luz

Lucy

Luna

Lydia

Maggie/Meggie

Meg

Madeline

Maira/Myra

Mara/Marah

Margaret

Marge

Marla

Marlene

Maria/Mariah

Marie/Mary

Marina

Mauve

Melanie

Melissa

Mellie/Melly

Meryem

Mia

Michelle

Milly

Mina

Minerva

Minnie

Miriam

Mona

Monica

Naira/Nyra

Nancy

Natalia

Natalie

Natasha

Nellie/Nelly

Nessie

Nina

Noelle

Nora/Norah

Nori

Nyx

Oliv/Olive

Olivia

Ollie

Paris

Pascale

Patricia

Paula

Peggy

Penelope/Pinelopy

Penny

Petunia

Philippa

Pia

Pippa

Polly

Poppy

Queenie

Ramona

Rania

Rebecka

Regina

Robin

Rose

Roxana

Roxanne

Ruby

Safira/Saphira

Sandra

Sara/Sarah

Sari

Serena

Silvia/Sylvia

Sofia/Sophia

Sofie/Sophie

Stella

Stephanie/Stephany

Tara/Tarah

Tatiana/Tatyana

Tess

Tessa

Tia

Tiana

Tina

Valerie/Valery

Vanessa

Vela

Venus

Vera

Veronica

Victoria

Viola

Violet/Violette

Viona

Vivian

Viviana

Willow

Xandria

Xenia

Yana

Yasmin/Yasmine

Zehra

Zoe/Zoé/Zoey

--- masculine ---

Achilles

Aiden

Aion

Alex

Alexander

Amon

Angelo

Angelino

Anthony

Anton

Arcturus

Ares

Asher

Audrey

Ben

Benjamin

Bennie/Benny

Benson

Bill

Billie/Billy

Bob

Bobby

Brendan/Brendon

Brian

Bruno

Calvin

Carl/Karl

Chad

Charles

Charlie

Chase

Chester

Chris

Chrissy

Christopher

Conan

Damian

Dan

Daniel

Dave

David

Davon/Devon

Dionysos

Don

Donald

Dorian

Dylan

Elia/Elijah

Elio

Eliot/Elliot/Elliott

Emerson

Emilio

Erion

Evan

Felix

Fred

Freddie/Freddy

Gian/Jan

Gus

Hannibal

Harald/Harold/Herald/Herold

Harry

Hendrick/Henrick

Henry

Hunter

Ian

Icarus

Jace

Jade

Jack

Jackie/Jacky

Jaden/Jayden

James

Jamie

Jasper

Jay

Jeremy

Jerry

Jimmy

Joe

Joel

Joey

John

Johnny

Jona/Jonah

Jonas

Jones

Julian/Julien

Julius

Jupiter

Justin

Kevin

Lance

Larry

Laurence/Lawrence

Lee

Lenny

Leo

Linus

Logan

Lori/Lorie/Lory

Louis/Luis

Louie

Lucc/Luke

Lucas/Lukas

Luigi

Marc

Marco

Mario

Mars

Max

Mercury

Michael

Mickey

Mike

Milo

Nathan

Neptune

Nick

Nico/Niko/Nikko

Noah

Noel

Oliver

Ollie

Orion

Paris

Pascal

Patrick

Paul

Pete

Peter

Philip/Philipp/Phillip

Ray

Raymond

Reg

Reginald

Regulus

Remi

Remus

Rick

Ricky

Rob

Robbie/Robby

Robin

Ron

Ronald

Ronni/Ronnie/Ronny

Rubeus

Sam

Sammy

Samuel

Saturn

Sean/Shaun/Shawn

Sebastian

Simon

Sirius

Stephan

Steve

Steven

Theodore

Thomas

Tim

Timmy

Toby

Tom

Tommy

Tony

Valentine

Victor

Vince

Vincent

Wilson

Yan

Zach/Zack

Zeus

If you want me to add meanings, origins, etc., just tell me ^^

[ladylooch]

Afterthoughts & Accountability [Liv X Luca]

A/N: I want you all to know, in advance, that I really hurt myself writing this one. I apologize… Um… I’m still crying so, read at your own risk AND REMEMBER THAT WE ALREADY KNOW THEY GET MARRIED SO DO NOT COME FOR ME OKAY LOVE YOU BYE.

Shoutout to @casualhilarity who has ready exactly 4 versions of this chapter that I hated until I got to this point. I literally would have given up without you, so here is the final version you never got to read 😂

Word Count: 4.7k

Part 1 | Part 2| Part 4

(Luca)

Pump It by the Black Eyed Peas booms from a concerning decibel inside USB arena where Luca Fiala stretches out his left hamstring. He moves from a knee bend to a full extension, skate blade pointing up towards the fans to his left. Over in that group of fans is the love of his life, Livia Meier. She stands unassuming with other fans, bopping her head ever so slightly to the beat. Luca grins. He glances over his left shoulder, switching legs. Across the redline, Ryder Hughes stretches in a similar position with a few of his teammates.

“Ry, why is your girl over there? And wearing green?”

"Yeah, usually she is in Isles blue.” Luca pauses with his eyes on that guy, taking in his smirk. Ryder keeps his eyes trained on the ice, ignoring seemingly everyone. 

“Hey 86.” Luca tilts his chin up at Ryder when he gets back to a standing position. 

“2s.” Ryder acknowledges then rushes off to rip a shot on the goalie.

Luca takes a similar trajectory, but winks at Liv every lap he takes. He loves seeing the pink blush fill her cheeks at his attention. He hates that he has to leave right after the game. He will only have time for a hug and a smooch before he needs to join his team on the bus. Okay, maybe two kisses.

As one of the last ones to get off the ice, Luca peers over at the opposing team. Him and Ryder are the last two to get off. Luca won’t be giving in first. The Hughes boy flips one more shot at the net, then skates towards the opposing team’s tunnel. The entire skate, Ryder’s eyes remain on Liv. An uneasy feeling trolls down Luca’s spine. There is something about that look that doesn’t sit right with him.

But he has a game to play. 

Luca always gets antsy when he is part of the starting line up. In opposing arenas, he can’t help but chuckle at the boos raining down when they hear his name. He swivels back and forth on his skates, looking up at the rafters. He goes through his pre-game visionary exercises, picturing exactly how he wants the game to go. He loves playing in front of Liv. He wants to score a goal or two tonight for her. He might even toss a celebration her way in the form of a bow and arrow.

But from the moment the puck drops, the whole game feels off. Luca is getting constant shoves in the back and hard checks from the opposing team. Nothing he can’t shake off, but it rocks him off his initial game plan. Then, the comments start. It’s light razzing at first.

“Minnesota boy in the big city.”

“You speak English, Fiala?”

“Heads up, shrimp dick!”

Luca chuckles confidently at that one. No way that is true. But in the second period, the theme shifts.

“Livy looks better in our colors.”

“Your girl fits in perfectly with our WAGS. Might just keep her.”

“You’re so fucking ugly, no wonder Hughesy is dating your girl on the side.” 

That one makes Luca stare 33 down over his shoulder. He is wearing a full face shield and has dark black stitches diagonally across his cheek.

“What did you say?” The guy starts to repeat himself. Luca cuts him off. “What? Can’t hear you through that fish tank, pal.” Luca chirps back then makes a fishy mouth at him. He smirks as he heads off the ice. 

But next time 33 is out there with Luca, he ups the ante. 

“Livy Hughes has a great ring to it.” 33 chuckles as he skates back to the home bench for the TV timeout. Luca grabs a water bottle, squiring some in his mouth. He watches the opposing bench, zeroing in on Ryder as he steps out for the next play. Luca decides it’s time to take this taunting up with the source.

“Real cute having your teammates heckle me about my girlfriend, Hughesy.”

“I didn’t tell them to say shit. You’re the one who told Livy not to speak to me.” Luca laughs, genuinely. First he is hearing of this.

“I’ve never said that. If she isn’t speaking to you, it’s something you did.” Luca rests his weight on his stick, preparing for the face-off. Ryder scoffs.

“She asked me to stay the night. I was going to go home.”

The ref blows the whistle. Luca’s mind stutters like he slammed into a brick wall. The puck drops. It takes Luca three whole seconds to react. Then he is off, rejoining the play as an Islander’s defenseman pushes the rush into the Wild end. A rocket is launched from Luca’s guy, his positioning is off, and the puck ends up in the back of the net.

“Fuck!” Luca yells, hitting the puck into the back boards in frustration. Ryder is the last to leave the celebration. “Hey!” Luca screams at him. “What the fuck do you mean you stayed the night?”

“She was upset about the publisher thing and I was just trying to be there for her because you can’t be. She didn’t want to be alone.” His girlfriend’s lies spill out of another man’s mouth. 

Publisher thing? He doesn’t know anything about that. Luca feels completely out of control. All the anger and confusion burst out of him in the form of slapping his stick onto the ice.

“Let’s go.” Luca snaps, shaking off his gloves. He springs forward, grabbing Ryder’s blue jersey and landing the first punch. Ryder is knocked off balance. He struggles to shed his gloves, ducking each one of Luca’s punches as best he can. Luca is in such a fit of rage, he doesn’t notice his knuckles cracking open and bleeding with each hit of them against the blue helmet. Luca shakes the collar of Ryder’s jersey, mad that he isn’t connecting with Ryder’s face.

This punk ass bitch is going to make a move on his girlfriend and think he can get away with it? He’s going to act like he was doing Luca a favor when he was weaseling his way in between him and Liv? Luca’s fist is gonna righten that wrong. Luca shakes Ryder again.

“Square up!” Luca screams at the other player. He wants a fair fight.

Ryder hits Luca in the cheek, then pulls back, exposing himself for a returned favor. They battle, growing tired, but throwing blows like it’s old school hockey. Luca won't relent. Ryder steps up to the challenge continuously until Luca’s 15 pounds wins out and he throws Ryder onto his back. He kneels on top of him, rage in his brown eyes as he looks down at Ryder’s bleeding cheek.

“Wuss.” Luca scoffs.

“Fuck you.” Ryder snaps, shaking off the refs hand on him. “It’s not my fault you weren’t here for her!”

“I should have never trusted you!” Ryder skates towards him, but the ref grabs his jersey again.

“Boys! Get in the box!”

“I didn’t mean to fall in love with her.” Ryder’s voice is sincere, aching. “Loving her while she loves you is way fucking worse than anything you can do to me out here.”

Luca glides off the ice into the penalty box. The crowd roars in appreciation for their nightly entertainment. A few teammates bring the rest of his equipment over, giving him stick taps on his shin pads. 

“Good tilt, FiFi!”

“Hell of a fight, Fifs!”

“Yeahhhh luuuuuuuc!”

Luca doesn’t respond. He is too busy trying to catch his breath and stop the fragmenting of his heart in his chest.

Luca looks up to where he knows Liv is sitting. His shoulder pads rise and fall with his heavy breathing as he works them back into place. He can see her from here, laying over her thighs, hugging her knees as she looks in his general direction. He shakes his head, going back to wiping off his visor, thinking the same thought over and over again:

How could she?

- - - 

(Liv) 

A whole world of production moves around Liv, completely oblivious to the turmoil within her body. She isn’t sure what she just witnessed on the ice but it couldn’t of been a hockey game between her boyfriend and friend. Because down on the ice in front of 18,000 people, Luca beat the shit out of the Hughes kid. 

Liv’s arms have been wrapped around her body since she saw Luca angrily turn towards Ryder after the first Islander’s goal. He seemed to lose it out of nowhere. They had been talking before the face-off and suddenly, after the goal, Luca was dropping his gloves. A wariness has Liv’s eyes shifting to both sides of her for either boy coming down to greet her. She wasn’t expecting Ryder tonight, but she isn’t naive enough to think he won’t show now.

As if on queue, he appears between a sea of event and security staff. They seem to part for him so he can see her standing alone next to a white pillar. Ryder comes strolling across the large space towards her. Liv glances anxiously over her shoulder the opposite direction where Luca would be coming from. She has no idea how to handle this. Will the tension from before spill over off the ice?

“Hi.” Liv greets him. She grimaces at the laceration on his cheek. It is red and angry, covered by a liquid gel to seal it.

“You didn’t tell him.”

“What?”

“You didn’t tell him I stayed over.”

“I… No.” Liv shakes her head. “I was going to, but there was never a good time.”

“He knows now.” 

“What!” Horror spills onto her face, dropping her bottom jaw open.

“I told him, accidentally. Because I figured there was no way you would not have told him. You tell him everything. But then I thought, maybe you didn’t because you felt something?” His eyes rapidly search hers. Liv’s blue eyes widen nervously.

“Ryder, I haven’t been able to talk to Luca yet.” She shakes her head. “I’ve been trying to tell him, but we haven’t been able to have a phone or in person conversation. That’s it.” She can see him collapse inward at the truth.

“Livy…” Obvious emotion clouds his eyes. “I can’t. I can’t do this. I can’t be friends with you anymore. Not like this.” The words tumble out like he is desperately clawing for relief. “I think I need some space.”

“Ry.”

“No, you don’t have to say anything. You were right, I shouldn’t have ruined this.” He closes his eyes, Adam's apple bobbing hard as he swallows. “But I thought…” He shakes his head. He glances to the left, seeing Luca charging towards them. Ryder is not interested in a second fight, so he backs away, giving Liv an apologetic look as he goes. Liv furrows her eyebrows then turns towards her boyfriend. She can’t read his face, which frustrates her further. Hot turmoil sears against the cavity of her chest as she replays what happened on the ice tonight. 

“Hey, wanna tell me what’s going on?” Liv pauses, pushing her lips for a moment and drawing in a deep breath through her nose.

“Sure, do you have time for me?”

“Oh that’s fucking hilarious.” Luca spits at her. “Do you have time? Might need to go catch up with your little fuck buddy over there.” Liv balks, blinking in shock at his words and tone.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me. So how was he Livy? Was he so much better than me? Did he make you wetter? Did he stroke you just right with his tongue to wake you up in the morning? Did he make you cum harder?”

“Luca.” Liv snaps, grabbing his wrists to pull him out of his rambling. He turns her hands over, taking control by gripping hers in his tightly, holding her in place.

“Tell me all about it. I’m all ears.” He is seething, shaking even as he tries to keep her still, looking him in the eye.

“Nothing happened!” She insists, feeling panicked. This is not how she wanted him to find out. She wanted it to be a conversation about what happened and why and how they could move forward from this. She has needs he isn’t meeting and as much as Ryder has tried to fill in for him, he isn’t and will never be Luca. 

“Nothing happened but I’m hearing about this in front of 18,000 people while I’m beating the shit out of your most recent lay?”

“Luca, how many times do I have to say this. We did not have sex!”

“Ryder said he stayed over and that he is in love with you. All his fucking teammates are calling you his girl. But sure, I totally believe you. What is happening!” He says incredulously, eyes searching hers. What he is looking for, Liv can’t be sure, but she knows he can see her agony swimming in the blue orbs she got from her father. “Are you in love with him, baby?” The pet name he loves to drawl out to her is short and painful this time. Tears rush into Liv’s water line. 

“No.” 

“Don’t lie to me. Not when the stakes are this high.”

“I haven’t lied to you at all! I’ve been trying to tell you! As per usual, everything else is more important than me!” Luca scoffs, disgusted.

“Nothing is more important than you!” Luca yells, tightening his grasp on her hands again.

“Then why don’t I feel that way!?” Liv screams back at him, losing her cool completely. People look, staring in concern at the couple who grips at each other both lovingly and angrily.

Liv’s cheeks are flaming red, blue eyes wet with tears and hard with distress. He is right here, clutching her hands but Luca, her Luca, seems a million miles way. Her chest rises and falls quickly as she tries to steady herself. She didn’t mean to yell, didn’t want to either, but he wasn’t letting her get a word in. She needed to be heard. Luca slowly straightens back up. One by one, his fingers fall away from her hands.

“Are you saying this is my fault?”

“No.” Liv shakes her head, responding quietly. “I didn’t cheat on you.” She says shakily. “Yes, Ryder came over. Yes, he slept over in the same bed as me. But that is all. We slept. He left in the morning. I called you to try and tell you and I texted you. I didn’t want to tell you over a text. I wanted to have a conversation, but so many other things have come up with our schedules. So now you found out this way and I’m sorry about that, but you have some part in that too.”

Luca grins, a wicked and angry curl to his upper lip. 

“Okay, I’ll be sure to make myself more available next time you want to tell me you’re fucking someone else on the side.” Liv closes her eyes, wincing at the judgmental and accusatory tone of his words.

“Nothing happened.” She reiterates to him.

“Bullshit, Livy. Bullshit nothing happened!” He snaps. “Why did you ask him to stay!?” 

How could she tell him why? How could she tell him that the loneliness and unworthiness had created a gaping hole in her chest and she wasn’t sure how she could survive the night alone? How could she tell him about all the ways that Ryder shows up for her when Luca isn’t? How could she tell him how much he is falling short when they’re supposed to be forever? She’s never done this before, but as much as this is all breaking his heart, she thinks these next words might hurt more.

“Because he cared enough about me to show up. And I haven’t been getting that from you.” 

“Wow.” Luca steps back, shoving his hands into his pocket. He looks over Liv’s shoulder, jaw becoming cemented together as he considers. “Maybe Ryder isn’t the only one to catch feelings here.” Luca accuses.

No matter how hard Liv tries not to, she can’t help but look away at such a pointed statement.

The pause between them is long. Too long for Luca to believe her when she gently shakes her head no. Her blue eyes return to his. Luca curls his hands up into fists, looking completely blindsided by this entire interaction. His chest heaves like he is still battling on the ice. Liv feels like a truck went straight through her body, destroying everything inside of her before it continues on like the rest of the world around them.

“Fiala!” A member of the Wild organization calls out. “Bus is leaving in 5!” The team is flying back to Minnesota and has a short turn around to make their flight before their pilots time out for the evening. He can’t stay any longer.

Tears fill Liv’s eyes as she scrambles for the right words to say in her brain. The wheels spin and spin and spin like a hamster on a wheel but all she comes up with is:

“I’m sorry. I don’t know what to say.” She pathetically shakes her head and shrugs sullenly.

“Fuck.” Luca yelps. He stands up straight, shifting his weight from foot to foot incredulously. He stares at her, brown eyes filling with sadness as he takes in her face. He bites his lip anxiously then opens his mouth to speak. “I gotta go.” Liv nods like she understands because she does. She always does. 

With nothing more, Luca turns and walks away.

There is no hug and kiss.

There is no “I love you”.

There is no “I��ll call you when I get home.”

All that exists is the staff cleaning up after the game. 

Families from the home team greeting each other. 

And Luca Fiala walking away from her without looking back.

- - -

Three days. 72 hours. 4,320 Minutes. 259,200 seconds. 

The exact amount of time it has been since Luca Fiala left New York City on a Delta flight back to Minneapolis. ¾ of that time, Livia Meier has been confined to her bed. She has cried loudly, silently, achingly, and numbly. None of the droplets that rolled down her cheeks alleviated the pain in her heart.

Her cheeks sting from the wetness as fresh ones roll down from her swollen eyes. She lays on her side, staring out at the flakes that fall outside of her window. It was bitterly cold this weekend. Or at least it seems to have been by the frost collecting on the window. Liv wouldn’t really know. She hasn’t left her apartment since she went to the game. Her phone lights up, showing the notification she got from Luca a half hour ago.

I’ll call you when I get back from practice. 

That message is the first she has received from Luca since Wednesday. A simple text with no emotion, no inclination of what is going to happen when they connect virtually. Liv wants to get herself presentable for the call. But gathering the strength to get up and into the shower has felt impossible for the last hour. She knows her time is running out. 

Under the harsh, hot spray of the shower head, Liv allows the water to consume her face. She scrubs at her irritated skin with a gentle face wash. As she does the basic steps of bathing, she continues to stop and let the water roll over her skin, seeking relief. New tears join the fresh water. Liv gives up, turning the shower off and getting out. She goes through her routine robotically, moisturizing and detangling, opting to skip the makeup because her skin is already irritated enough.

She forces herself to eat a granola bar and drink a cup of coffee while waiting for his call to come through. She is on her second, apathetic bite of food when the FaceTime ring disturbs her apartment. Her reflection morphs with the picture of them this past summer in Switzerland after brunch with her parents. They look so happy; a stark contrast from her current situation.

“Hi.” Livy answers.

“Hey.” He responds. His face has an angry set to it.  “Did Ryder just leave?” He snips at her arms crossed over his chest tightly. He looks huge. Liv thought that at the game too. It’s clear he has spending a lot of time in the weight room this season, getting his body to where it needs to be. Normally, she would be drooling over it. Now it just makes her sad she doesn’t have those arms around her, protecting her from all of this.

“Okay, we got that out of the way. Do you feel better?” She asks, irritation making her eye twitch three times before she presses her finger to stop it.

“No.” He shrugs his big shoulders. Liv sighs. She really doesn’t want to fight. She wants to talk to him and find a path forward.

“I understand that you are angry and you want to make this about Ryder. But this isn’t about him. It’s about us and all the ways that we are not working right now. He is a symptom of the problem.” 

“What’s not working? On my end, everything has been fine.”

“That’s also part of the problem, Luca. I’m over here drowning and you think everything is fine. I feel like, everything in your life is so much more important than me. Like we barely talk now when you’re on the road. You go hours without answering my texts. You don’t call when you say you will anymore. I have been feeling so lost and unimportant.” Luca runs a hand over his days old stubble. He contemplates before responding.

“I appreciate you sharing with me how you were feeling, but the time to do that was before you invited someone else into your bed with you. I can’t get over that right now. Nor can I look past the fact that you didn’t tell me; he did.” Liv gasps, shaking her head furiously.

“That’s not fair, I tried to call you that night and several times the next day. Things came up and suddenly you’re hearing about it from Ryder. This isn’t just on me.” Luca rolls his eyes.

“Liv, take some accountability here.”

“I am! It shouldn’t have happened in the first place, I acknowledge that. It was inappropriate. But don’t sit there and act like I didn't try to make this right. You didn’t have time for me. You were with the team and at practice and at a concert and I was supposed to what, Luca? Fucking text you? And pray for an answer?” She can feel herself losing the battle to not cry. She takes in a deep breath, looking up to collect her tears on her finger tips before they fall down her cheeks. “I apologize for how this happened. I apologize for being inappropriate and crossing boundaries with a friend. That is not okay. I own that. But that is all he is to me. A friend.” 

Luca visibly relaxes after that, nodding his head. He uncrosses his arms, leaning back more towards the camera like he is ready to engage in the conversation. 

“I’m sorry for Wednesday night. I was really upset and reacted poorly. I said some crude and mean statements to you. I’m sorry for that. That type of behavior isn’t okay and it won’t happen again.” Liv nods. 

“I appreciate your apology.” She says genuinely. 

“I’m sorry I didn’t make time for you.” He whispers, getting soft and vulnerable with her. “A lot of things feel not… normal right now, including my position with the team. But I thought we were fine, so it was easy to brush you off because…” He trails off, shaking his head. “I thought you’d be okay with it.” He looks her over. “I can see now that it isn’t okay and I’ll do better at making an effort. You deserve that, babe.”

Liv feels the knot in her throat grow. From hearing that he willingly pushed her aside. From the realization that he has done this in the past and she’s allowed it. From the negative ways it effects her and how she has responded so poorly this time. She feels ashamed for all the previous instances she has allowed this behavior that brought them here, where it now feels like a mountain to climb instead of a bump in the road.

“That’s really hard to hear.” She says, trying to clear her throat so she speaks clearly. “Like I felt that way, but hearing you say that sucks.”

“I know. I’m sorry.” Luca looks at her regretfully through the phone. “So where do we go from here?”

As much as she wants to, Livy knows she can’t forget about what has transpired in the last few weeks. She can’t go back to pretending that her and Luca are perfect. That there has been no tension or no underlying issues that lead to what happened with Ryder. Partly because it’s burned into her brain, but also because if they still have a chance at the future they have been dreaming of, it can’t be on the foundation of this unsteady ground. Her eyes tear up again, knowing what she has to do.

“I think we should take some time apart.” She responds sadly, keeping her eyes on the counter. Heavy silence takes over the line. When she gathers the courage to look at Luca, she can see the tears in his eyes. His hand is over his mouth, pointer finger slightly pushing his nose up. When his tears fall, he pushes his hat off his head and runs a hand through his hair. He looks to his right, towards the window Liv knows looks out at the city. She swallows hard, wanting to say more but not trusting herself to speak clearly.

“That’s what you think is best?” She nods, tears falling down her cheeks, dripping onto her t-shirt. Her chin wobbles hard which makes Luca sigh heavier, clearly upset by her reaction. “Livy, I never meant to make you feel that way, baby. I’m so sorry.” He starts so say. “I don’t want to lose you. I love you so much.” His voice cracks when he says he loves her.

“I don’t see how we can keep going like this, babe.” She cries. “I can’t. I’m also really hurt and maybe you don’t think I get to be, but I am. I’m not happy with how things are and I-I need some time to figure out what I need in a relationship. I feel like this is how I can be accountable to myself and to you.” Luca drops his face into his hands. When his shoulders shake, Liv thinks she might fall off the chair from how badly her heart crumbles in the wreckage of what they were.

The hardest part? It’s not that she doesn’t love him. It would be so much easier if she didn’t. But she loves him too much for things to continue this way. For them to fade away into nothing while she tries to figure out who she wants to be and what she needs and how to ask for it.

Liv’s tears begin to fall faster. They cry together on the phone, sobbing to each other how much they love one another. 

They’re shredding apart at the seams. 

But Liv feels more loved by Luca in this moment, as he gives her the space to be free, than she has in the previous six months of their relationship.

Maybe that’s a sign she should be running faster and farther from him than she is. 

Instead, Livy feels like they’re more meant to be than she’s ever believed before.

Read more Liv and Luca here.

[toasttt11]

missed you

May 18, 2022

Livia rubbed her eyes leaning her head off the glass of the plane window. She was heading back home after the Stars had gotten out of the playoffs during game seven.

She was excited to be home and she did just get to see her parents and brother as they came out to see a few of her playoffs games but she was most exicted to see her best friend Wyatt, as she hasn’t seen him since she played in Toronto in March but that was the only time she saw him since she left for Dallas in September. It’s the longest they have ever went of not seeing each other.

Livia had seen Luke in January when she played the red wings but she only saw him that once since August.

Livia also hasn’t seen her two best friends together and the three all being together in a long time and she truly misses the days she saw them everyday and spent all day together, she misses her boys and facetime can only do so much.

Livia stood up as the plane as landed and threw on her back pack and purse and grabbed her suitcase from the overhead and walked down the aisle of the plane.

She had a hoodie on and a hat so no one was recognizing her, while she does love the fans but she’s not the biggest social person so it’s not something she loves all the time.

Livia walked through the airport and to the pick up lot where her parents told her they would be. She looked over and her mouth dropped in shock as she realized they weren’t here to pick her up but Wyatt was.

“Livy!” Wyatt grinned widely seeing his best friend and the girl he’s been in love with since the first day of kindergarten.

Livia let out a giggle and hurried over to him she dropped her suitcase handle and quickly wrapped her arms around his neck tightly. Wyatt’s hands automatically wrapped around her and spun them around both of them laughing happily.

Wyatt gently set her back down on the floor and she looked up through her lashes and Wyatt was just in awe, he has always known she’s absolutely beautiful but she seems to get more beautiful every time he sees her.

“Hi.” Livia beamed at her best happily, her nose scrunching from her smile being so wide.

“Hi.” Wyatt happily chuckled out just staring at her with a large smile.

Wyatt gently pulled her into another hug, “I missed you Livy.” Wyatt whispered softly resting his chin on her shoulder and closing his eyes.

Wyatt hated this season and hated playing hockey with out his best friend and it was so odd to play on not be on the ice with Livia, he couldn’t wait till he joined her in Dallas and they get to play together again.

“I missed you too.” Livia softly whispered back, She had missed Luke terribly when he moved away and stopped playing with Wyatt and her but not playing with Wyatt was like playing with out a hand and she hated how there was always a void where she wanted Wyatt to be, she didn’t understand why she misses Wyatt more than she does Luke.

“Come on, let’s get you home Livy.” Wyatt smile couldn’t have left his face since he saw her. He threw his arm around her shoulder and grabbed her suitcase. Livia smiled happily leaned her head on his shoulder as they walked and Wyatt leaned down pressing a soft kiss of the top of her head that’s covered from her hoodie.

[bitchinbarzal]

https://www.tumblr.com/bitchinbarzal/750040862041489408/i-wanna-make-matt-and-livy-make-up

Yes it’s been too long

HOW THO

they’re still co parenting rn

Livia has taken the twins to Europe to see her family and Matt just isn’t coping without them all.

He calls livia one night and cries.

“I need my girlfriend with me! I need you as my girlfriend not a mom, I need you Livy… come home”

And livia is on the next flight home - without the babies because matt said he needed her she wants to know that’s true. That the kids aren’t a buffer and they do still love each other.

The moment she walks in the door Matt Is a kid on Christmas

“C’mere” he mumbles, kissing her “Holy Shit liv, i missed you”

“You still love me?”

“More than you will ever know”

[pharsalianostra]

Reading Livy and Kathryn Tempest’s Brutus: The Noble Conspirator has brought to my attention that the story of Lucius Iunius Brutus is more complex than just exiling Tarquin and his sons.

After the exile, Brutus’s own sons conspired to bring the Tarquin’s children back to Rome. They were killed for their crime, and, as Consul, Brutus oversaw this. Outraged by the execution, Tarquin raised an army of Rome’s enemies and marched on the city. Both he and Brutus were killed in battle.

And this is such a perfect reflection of Marcus Brutus?? Because it shows that not only did his ancestor defend Rome’s libertas and defeat a tyrant, but that he had to kill someone he cared for deeply in the name of libertas. An action which caused a war that he died in.

Mary Beard talks in her SPQR about how Livy’s histories draw clear parallels between Rome’s earliest history and the Rome that he lived in (for example his portrayal of Tanaquil being a parallel to Livia Drusilla that matches up a little too well to be coincidental). So, was M. Brutus shaped by the story that already existed about L. Brutus, or did Livy shape the story of L. Brutus around the actions of M. Brutus? Ah the odyssey of history

Citation: Livy, History of Rome Books 1-5, Oxford World Classics, p. 75-77

[persephoneprice]

🎁 for livia? :)

ask game!! livy my girl <3

[arisenreborn]

A VERY DESCRIPTIVE PROFILE OF YOUR MUSE.  REPOST, DO NOT REBLOG, with the information of your muse,  including headcanons, etc.

Pawn & Arisen Edition!

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name: Olivia Tramont nicknames: Liv, Livi, Livia (Emrys preferred only), Princess, Crow (no relation lmao) age: 22 race: human, distant elven ancestory orientation: bisexual. zodiac: Leo moral alignment: neutral good - chaotic good class/subclass: "warfarer", a fighter first and foremost, she later took a shine to the style of thieves and the mystic spearhand. (her magic capability is... 'weird', and her aim is atrocious.) background: A daughter of nobility, Olivia defied the expectations of her station (and gender 😒) to join the military with romantic dreams of becoming a knight of legends and hoping to be of service to the people. Instead she got her heart ripped out and saddled with Arisenhood and a pawn with an attitude problem. interests/hobbies: dressing up/fashion/etc., masquerades/parties/festivals, dancing, buying shiny things (coughcrow-codedcough), generally being a social butterfly hitting up taverns and the like. though she never had an aversion, she grows to have a deeper fondness for traveling during her journey. spoken languages: common, some broken elvish, draconic profession: ex-soldier of Vermund, Arisen, (future Sovran), in some verses: Former Arisen colors: sapphire blue, emerald green, blue goldstone, iridescent opal, amethyst purple - deep, rich, colors that look good in the latest fashions fruits: strawberries!!!!!!!! drinks: She'll drink teas but they remind her of her mother, she'd prefer coffee and probably overdoes/runs herself ragged on it. alcoholic beverages: on one hand she's not too picky... on the other she does have rich tastes - and the money to back it up, so she'll commonly take the most expensive stuff a place has got. she's a social drinker and has terrible self-awareness/bad at knowing her limit, but is truly the life of the party. smokes: it's not her inclination, but she'd probably smoke of whatever herbal mixtures Emrys uses for pain/relaxation in the comfort of their home with him. drugs: nothing more than the above. drivers license: she knows how to ride a horse and holds the record time among her peers (when they were younger) for managing to stay on an ox without getting thrown off....... it's just she couldn't get off at all and they had to get a bunch of people to coral the ox to get her off........ ever been arrested: nope. I think most in Vermund would recognize/be confused/buy whatever cover story she sold them (maybe with some actual coins on the side) without any further fuss. HOWEVER when she oh-so-accidentally snuck across the border... The Battahli guards certainly tried. Alas, she was too fast for them.

name: Emrys Venor nicknames: Em, Emmy age: ??? race: human, cycle-dependent displays draconic features orientation: bisexual. zodiac: Gemini moral alignment: chaotic neutral-chaotic good class/subclass: archer first and foremost, has dabbled comfortably in thievery (give me back my weapon swapping gdi) background: An older pawn with a sordid history, he contracted the dragonsplague while traveling with his original master, resulting in their death. Since then he has been 'different' from other pawns, loathing his lot and the Arisen he comes into the service of, though he puts on a friendly face all the while. interests/hobbies: drinking, occasionally gambling, visiting the Rose Chateau - though he does enjoy these things, they seem to be things he assimilated into his 'mask'. More genuinely: traveling (note: not in Battahl), hunting, generally living off of the land. spoken languages: common, bits of elvish and dwarvish that he could get through an encounter, draconic - oddly enough. colors: rusty red, faded gold, earthy browns, natural greens, bruise purple, dragonsplague red fruits: a little partial to strawberries vicariously through Olivia, raspberries drinks: Coffee for sure. He generally thinks tea is too weak but he does have a couple of brews for pain relief/relaxation (that he'll sometimes spike for an added kick lmao) alcoholic beverages: Yes, please. He'll drink anything just about. smokes: that fat rimworld blunt primarily stuff he gathers himself, and usually only for pain/to help him sleep. drugs: nothing more than the above

driver's license: tbh, he could manage a carriage just fine ever been arrested: not recently, he's good at keeping a wide berth of such inconveniences, but he's probably been arrested a time or two a long time ago - maybe got in a drunken bar fight or some such.