#Lucretia

[stellarfoam]

Image description from alt text: A digital drawing of a young Lucretia from The Adventure Zone, clutching a book to her chest and facing away from the blue, pink, and purple Voidfish behind her. Lucretia is lit by harsh blue light from below and is crying, her tears flying up towards the voidfish. End image description.

Lucretia Adventurezone they could never make me hate you

[krowtesque]

some more assorted taz b doodles from my relisten

[yardsards]

the problem with taz balance is you first listen to it as a naive high schooler like "oh, funny dnd podcast made by those mcelroy guys i see in tumblr memes all the time! and they apparently have gay characters too! let me check this out! haha his name is taco that's so random XD" and nobody could have warned you that a decade later you'll still periodically think about lucretia and her martyr complex and be stricken with the urge to start gnawing your own limbs off

[lithiumseven]

[vonkarmic]

oh taz balance how i've missed u

[forsakenqueer]

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

[hundredthousandtimes]

Viva Bianca and Lucy Lawless as Ilithyia and Lucretia Spartacus (2010-2013) 1.05 “Shadow Games”

[victoryshowers]

WEARING A SHIRT THAT SAYS “I’VE BEEN WAITING SIX YEARS FOR THIS SCENE AND IT’S THE BEST DAY OF MY LIFE”

[jerreeeeeee]

excerpts from the journals

[nillial]

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.]

[searchingforserendipity25]

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.

[blingblandart]

[fandomssaremysoul]

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?

[calirph]

𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘 𝐋𝐀𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 as 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐈𝐀

Lucretia's green and purple tunica with headpiece. SPARTACUS VENGEANCE: EPISODE TWO.

[ottophobia]

LUCRETIA 🔮

[franklinn97]

Spartacus: Gods of the Arena (2011)

Lucy Lawless as Lucretia & Jaime Murray as Gaia