#Lucretia
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krowtesque · 1 month ago
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some more assorted taz b doodles from my relisten
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lithiumseven · 10 months ago
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forsakenqueer · 3 months ago
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it's so insane to me just how tragic Davenport is as a character considering his origins. Like you take a joke about him being a pokemon who can only say his own name and you turn that into a man who has suffered such a loss to his sense of self that the only part of his identity that remains is his name. How hard do you think Lucretia tried to find a place for him like she did with Taako, Merle, and Magnus only to find there was no hope of doing so, that she had destroyed him so thoroughly that the only thing she could do was keep him at her side as a horrible reminder of the effects of her plan
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ssunriseparabellumm · 3 months ago
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The way she didn't include herself in this statement... the way she doesn't see herself as worthy of their love anymore... oh I'm Sick
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hundredthousandtimes · 6 months ago
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Viva Bianca and Lucy Lawless as Ilithyia and Lucretia Spartacus (2010-2013) 1.05 “Shadow Games”
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funkylittlebats · 1 year ago
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Hey Taz Balance fans how do we feel about Lucretia striving to choose lives for her friends that she thought they could find joy and peace in (the beach with family for Merle, Raven's Roost for Magnus, a whole traveling cooking show for Taako) and checking up on them to see them safe and happy and using that as her only rock in her lonely and doomed mission to recover the relics, only to watch all three of their lives fall apart (Merle's lovless marriage + running out on his family, Governor Kalen destroying Raven's Roost and killing the love of Magnus's life and his father in law, the poisoning in Glamor Springs that led to Taako believing he'd killed 40 people and having to abandon his dream job). How de we feel about that gang.
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victoryshowers · 4 months ago
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WEARING A SHIRT THAT SAYS “I’VE BEEN WAITING SIX YEARS FOR THIS SCENE AND IT’S THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE”
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jerreeeeeee · 7 months ago
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excerpts from the journals
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nillial · 1 year ago
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could not stop imagining this post as magnus n fisher . thats his neurodivergent voidfish
[Image description: uncolored digital art of characters from The Adventure Zone, based off a Reddit thread. Magnus is a broad-shouldered human in an IPRE hoodie, while Davenport is a skinny mustached gnome in a fancy jacket, and Lucretia is a skinny human wearing glasses and a robe.
In the first panel, Magnus holds a baby Fisher up to his cheek, squishing them against his face lovingly. Magnus says: "my pet jellyfish, Mike, who is neurodivergent. he is 1 year old today."
With an incredulous expression, Davenport asks: "Where did you get that?" and Magnus, smiling, replies: "ocean." Lucretia pokes Fisher with a pencil and asks: "I have to ask, out of genuine curiosity, how is it determined that a jellyfish is neurodivergent?" Magnus replies: "I filled out an online quiz using his answers." End description.]
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searchingforserendipity25 · 11 months ago
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There are some things Davenport knows.
He counts them sometimes, the things he knows.
His name; how to tie his shoes with twelve different knots; how the Madame Director likes her coffee.
The rules of playing Fantasy Chess, and how to cheat at Fantasy Chess too.
How to tell when someone is afraid
How to make his bed, so tight and neat he can drop a coin on it and it jumps, newly polished and gleaming, right back into his hand
How to bandage up to twenty different kinds of injuries
How to make the best sea chowder on the Moon Base, and also on the planet
How to press a uniform so it lasts a week and several explosions with no crinkled corners
How to organise reports with proper colour-coding techniques
Not a great many words, when it comes to that - slippery as fishtails, words, hard to grasp in the mind and impossible to put into his mouth
How to laugh, and how to cry
How to be helpful, if not always in the most efficient way
Some very complicated geometry and arithmetic, though not the word for geometry, nor how to write down an equation to explain how he got his results.His name, the names of his colleagues, where he is, what time of the day it is, what happened yesterday.
His name, his name, even when he doesn't know anything else, his name is Davenport -
Most days, anyway
He cries, sometimes, over bowls of spicy soup and at cute dogs, when someone leaves a book half-open on the table - when he sees groups of people laughing, and when he's alone for a long time. He is rarely alone. The Madame Director finds him, every time. Brings him biscuits and jam, shares puzzles, gives him folders to file.
She tries to teach him new words from brightly coloured books, sometimes. Not often; Davenport hates to make her unhappy, and she looks very sad, whenever he fails. He hates failing - this he knows for certain. But regardless of what he does, the Director is sad a lot of the time. Busy, busy; but she goes very still, late at night, and writes lists in strange languages with shifting characters, and then burns them, with a look on her face like stone, like a closed fist. He sweeps the ashes, afterwards; there's nothing in them he can understand.
No one sees her in those hours. Only Davenport is there, with no one else around. Davenport does not count as company, really. Or at least the Madame Director trusts him enough to let him see her when it's very late and she is very tired, and there is too much work for a night's rest.
It's nice, being trusted. Davenport likes it, likes his little tasks, his schedule and his friends. He knows every corner of the Moon Base, except the ones he is not supposed to enter; he has a little map sewn into his coat pocket, for when he forgets he knows every corner of the Moon Base.
He loves slow music, and sea chowder, and to drink his tea (the Director makes it, sometimes; she knows just how he likes it) while standing behind the transparent windows and watch the planet down below, all green and blue and changeful, like a face with many moods.
He knows he likes these things.
It is only that, sometimes, Davenport is very full of a painful feeling, a feeling like being full of smoldering fire, a feeling like --
Anger has no face, no colour. Davenport does not know a lot of things; sometimes he grasps at the softened edges of his mind, looking for something sharp enough to cut himself with. Davenport is angry, sometimes, though he has no words for it. Sometimes, anger is the only real thing in Davenport's world, the first thing he ever knew.
And then he forgets about it.
There are few things Davenport knows. He can feel the shape of something very important, prodding at him, filling him up with a warm, unpleasant energy. It is there when he wakes, for a handful of moments - every day, in the dreaming place between wakefulness and sleep. Like a dream, it fades before he is done dressing for the day. He has no words for it. The truth is, most days Davenport only knows his name is Davenport, and the worst of it is Davenport forgets there might be anything missing.
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blingblandart · 1 year ago
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fandomssaremysoul · 4 months ago
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So... How hard do you think Lucretia sobbed after she went to breakfast, on a random day, and saw the carving L U P on the wall of her cafeteria?
When she saw Taako that day, talking to him about what happened, how vicious was the feeling of grief, sadness and guilt that wrecked her whole being as he he said "Lup? What even is that?" with the cold aloofness and disinterest she'd learned to expect yet it still hurt so bad???
How many tears did she shed in the secure privacy of her room? How many screams and nightmares went uncomforted because she was alone, so alone, and it was all her own terrible, only, devastating, choice?
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sineva · 2 years ago
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I AM BECOME A BLADE | WOMEN WITH DAGGERS
The Love Witch (2016) Courage, Anxiety and Despair: Watching the Battle by James Sant Alexa Demie for Wonderland Vivienne Westwood AW 2020 Olivia Cooke in House of the Dragon (2022 -) Medea by Alphonse Mucha Medea by William Wetmore Story Katie Mcgrath in Merlin s3 promo The Death of Lucretia by Joos van Cleve Judith with the Head of Holophernes by Fede Galizia Rekha in Deedar-E-Yaar (1982) Vanessa Hudgens Gaultier FW 2008 Lucretia by Rembrandt van Rijn   The Field Guide to Evil: Cobbler's Lot (2018)
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ssunriseparabellumm · 3 months ago
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Once again DEVASTATED by the fact that for a moment, Lucretia, despite having everything she worked for ripped away at the most crucial time, is happy. The world as she knows it is coming to an end— but after years of solitude, she finally sees recognition on the faces of her friends. And that is enough.
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hundredthousandtimes · 8 months ago
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Lucy Lawless as Lucretia Spartacus(2010-2013) 2.05 “Libertus”
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ottophobia · 9 months ago
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LUCRETIA 🔮
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