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gender-euphowrya · 4 months ago
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the forgotten city Good 👍
#i'll try to be as spoiler free as i can#you're someone from the 21st century who got transported to an ancient roman underground city#there's no way out. it only has like a dozen citizens and elections for magistrate are just about to take place.#upon your arrival the current magistrate explains how life in the city works to you :#a god cursed the city to live under 'the golden rule' : if any of them commits a crime the entire city will be killed#the magistrate tells you you might be the person the prophecies say will save the city from doom#he thinks your presence means someone is about to commit a crime and tasks you with finding out who and stopping them#the game revolves around exploring the city and talking to and doing various quests for the citizens#so you can find who will break the rule but also understand the story of the city and how the rule came to be#and also why there's golden statues everywhere that look like people who were running away and can turn their heads to look at you aha#if you fail and someone breaks the rule the magistrate activates a portal that takes you back through time to try again#so it's a time-loop game but god damn it's done really well. you keep your inventory every time so no need to fetch items again#and you can task an NPC with completing questlines for you after each reset (like ''go give medicine to that person'')#so you don't waste time redoing stuff you've already done and you can focus on other quests or investigating#or influence things to change so you can access different dialogue & places#there's very light horror elements in a specific part of the game like. there'll be statues who run at you and a bit of gore.#anyway god damn it's really good. it sounds boring on paper but figuring out how to get more information and reach new places is so fun#+ the way you gradually unveil more information about the city and the rule and it gets more unsettling the more you know aaaa#give it a shot if you've got the chance it's worth your time
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mariamilani · 7 months ago
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Magistrates in Rome
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The Ancient Magistrates in Rome included all the bureaucrats involved in running the state machine, also including roles as Aedile in charge of pubic builldings or Censor in charge of the public census and taxes. The cursus honorum was the path up the ladder to the ultimate position of Consul.
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re4med · 1 year ago
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The Morning Devotional: WCF 23.3 (Part Two)
The Morning Devotional for August 10, 2023 The Westminster Confession of Faith 23.3 (Part Two) III. Civil magistrates may not assume to themselves the administration of the Word and sacraments; or the power of the keys of the kingdom of heaven; or, in the least, interfere in matters of faith. Yet, as nursing fathers, it is the duty of civil magistrates to protect the church of our common Lord,…
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twtron · 2 years ago
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To Er is Human
Er of Pamphylia was a troubled youth in his younger days. His father, Armenios, an honorable Roman citizen, died when Er was only seven years old. It was too soon for Er. His death left a hole in his heart. In his teens, he rebelled at everything, his family, school, and eventually, his friends. Hoping to die a heroic death, he joined the Roman army, eventually becoming part of the 9th Legion.…
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sforzesco · 8 months ago
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And he had great influence, both from the favours which he bestowed and the fear which he inspired, but more from the fear. At any rate, Sicinnius, who gave the greatest annoyance to the magistrates and popular leaders of his day, when asked why Crassus was the only one whom he let alone and did not worry, said that the man had hay on his horn. Now the Romans used to coil hay about the horn of an ox that gored, so that those who encountered it might be on their guard
Plutarch, Crassus
and a redraw of this lmao
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catilinas · 6 months ago
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spin the wheel to get a roman magistrate* from 43 BCE.
*taken from broughton's magistrates of the roman republic volume 2, but i've only included the list up to 'legates, envoys' because there were five pages of other random legates :/
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integra1127grimmreaper · 4 months ago
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The Path of Gods: A Daughter's Sacrifice - Part I
Marcus Acacius Masterlist
Series Masterlist
Warning:
Summary: Eldest child and only daughter to the late emperor, half-sister to the present reigning emperors and the first female general in Roman history. Said to have been blessed by the goddess Minerva (Athena) with the wisdom of strategic warfare and brute strength never having been witnessed to be held by a mortal female in all existence. Infamously known as the Severan Harpy, adored by many, yet feared by all. You sacrifice all; body, mind, soul, and lastly, love... all in the name of loyalty to family. This your story, the prelude to your greatest battle yet to come.
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Merely a magistrate under the reign of emperor Marcus Aurelius and already having been married for three years; Lucius Septimius Severus and his wife yearned with their whole being for a child and prayed for anyone of the gods to grant their hearts desire at any cost. Through divine power, their prayers had been answered by the Goddess of wisdom, warfare, and handicraft, the goddess Minerva, yet it would come at costly leniency toward the child's heartfelt desires. That night they were both visited by the goddess within the dream-realm.
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"I beseech any of the gods to answer my prayers and bless me with a child!" the woman tearfully pleads out into the open abyss surrounding her.
"Wipe away your tears child, your prayers have been answered..." a firm feminine voice utters out from above her.
Tearful gaze raising upward, the woman gasps out in realization that she was now in the presence of the goddess Minerva, "my Goddess!", her head dips back down in respect.
"Lift your head up, child", the goddess commands.
"You honor me, my Goddess" the woman raises her head.
"You have suffered greatly in your quest for a child..." the goddess stares at her sympathetically.
"My Goddess, I-"
"Hush now, child" the goddess cuts her off. "It is done. You shall have the child which you yearn for."
"Praise be to you, my Goddess!" the woman cries out in joy, dropping back down to bow.
"It will come at a price though" the goddess utters then.
"Anything!" the woman eagerly agrees, "anything you ask for, my goddess!"
"This child shall not be like any other mortal" the goddess explains, "the child shall be gifted in many ways, therefore its potential shall not be hindered, no matter the circumstance."
"As you command, my goddess" the woman bows in agreement.
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"What is this place?!" Septimius scans the open abyss in confusion.
"Cease your hysteria, mortal!" the goddess Minerva appears in front of him.
"My Goddess!" Septimius abruptly drops to his knees.
"Arise so I may directly address you, mortal", the goddess commands and he does as told. "I have granted the prayers of yours. There shall be a child born unto you and your wife."
"I thank you, my Goddess!" Septimius drops into a bow again.
"You may not be so grateful, as it will come at a price", the goddess remarks.
"Speak it and it shall be done, my Goddess..." Septimius instantly agrees as she continues explaining.
"The child shall be extraordinary, far more than any mortal ever, a master strategist and exceptional warrior."
"That is more than I could ever ask for, thank you Goddess..." Septimius ecstatically responds.
"You shall swear an oath; that the child's potential shall be fulfilled, that nothing nor no one shall hinder it."
"As you command, my Goddess", Septimius submits, "I swear upon my life."
"Your life is meaningless to me" the goddess remarks. "Should you break your oath; your entire bloodline shall be abolished though."
"I swear to uphold the oath, regardless of all circumstances" Septimius responds.
"Excellent" the goddess nods, a glint of satisfaction passing her eyes. "Now return to the waking-realm. Your child awaits you..."
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"She should be preparing for marriage, not warfare", your mother mutters in disapproval.
"You know as well as I, that is not a matter of importance" your father responds as he proudly observed your training in the courtyard.
Your mother scoffs in response, "how is she to find a husband if she is marred with battle scars?!"
Turning around, your father shoots her a warning glare. "We made an oath. Should we not uphold it; then our entire bloodline shall be eradicated!"
Your mother opens her mouth to speak but it cuts her short. "Enough! Valeria shall do as she pleases. We are merely here to nurture and guide her through the path that she chooses."
"As you wish" your mother mutters under her breath, tilting her chin upward in dissatisfaction. "I, however, refuse to stand here and witness my only daughter becoming scarred and disfigured!"
"You underestimate my girl, woman!" your father scoff's. "She has already outwitted and conquered all her mentors and yet there is still room for improvement."
"What do mean?"
"The emperor has heard of our daughter's abilities and has sent for a military commander to assess her."
Your mother's eyes widen in shocked, "who?"
"The newly appointed, General Acacius."
"Him?!" your mother screech's, "he is a harsh man and even more merciless warrior."
"Which makes him perfect!" your father excitedly exclaims. "Acacius is also the only one closer in age to her."
"I would hardly call a man in his thirties being close in age to a sixteen-year-old girl!"
"He will have more patience with her than the elder generals" your father attempts to sooth her fears. "They might even fall in love... you do wish for her to find a husband after all."
"The situation suddenly no longer seems as horrible..." you mother remarks, deep in thought.
"Precisely!" your father grins in response, "he would be a great advantage to our family."
"Acacius might be the only man capable of taming our Valeria..." your mother agrees.
"Yes, that may all be well and good, but we cannot force it" your father reminds her, "it must be Valeria's own decision."
"Very well" your mother nods in agreement, "yet, I shall nonetheless pray to the gods for it."
"As you should..." your father matter-of-factly state, turning back toward watching you train.
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"So, this the girl I am here for...?" General Acacius stood scrutinizing your fight against your latest mentor.
"That is my daughter, Valeria, yes" your father comments proudly. "She is everything you would desire for a skilled warrior."
"Except for the fact that she is a girl", Acacius remarks.
"Skill is skill, regardless of one's sex" your father scoffs, "she is a formidable force when it comes to fighting."
"I would not boast so loudly if I were you", Acacius warns your father, "the emperor might come with the idea to thrust her into the gladiator fights."
"I have already steered him away from those thoughts" your father assures him. "I thank you for your concerns though."
"Then he has considered it?" Acacius' eyes widen in shock and your father snorts in amusement.
"A young, beautiful woman, with the skill and power she possesses...? Of course, he would. It would be of great entertainment to watch her rip apart the gladiators one after the other."
For a split second, Acacius felt his cock twitch at the vision described to him. Awkwardly clearing his throat, nodding toward the courtyard then. "Let us begin."
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"Come now Caius, that cannot be all you have to offer..." you playfully taunt your mentor, who was breathing harshly whilst you had barely broken a sweat.
"That mouth of yours will wind you up in trouble one day, little one" he warns, a smirk spreading across his face when noticing the general and your father approaching from behind you.
You scoff in amusement at his word, "you are only bitter because you could not outbest me!"
Caius' smirk spreads to a full-blown grin as he taps a finger against his temple. "In time, little one..."
You were about to retort, when Caius' suddenly bows and then silently proceeds to walk off.
"Caius where are you going?!", you frown at his retreating form, taking a step forward. "Caius?! Wher-" you were cut off by a harsh tug of your braid. A large hand winds the braid tighter around it, tugging you backward against a hard chest.
"Your number one weakness when in the battlefield...", a harsh male voice snarls into your ear.
Basic instinct instantly kicking; you throw your head backward full force into his face, driving your elbow into his gut thereafter as you rip loose from his grip.
"Valeria!!!", your father bellows out as you whirl around to face them with your sword held up. You silently stared as he rushes toward the whizzing man, doubled over, "General Acacius?!"
The man pushes your father aside as he stood up and silently glared at you. With a mocking arched brow and a head tilt; you reach back for the tail of your braid, pulling it taut as you lift the sword up to cut it off. "Issue solved", you remark, tossing the braid at his feet.
"My apologies, General", your father splutters out, "my daughter has a tendency to act before thinking."
"I thought about my action before executing them", you comment, refusing to back down.
"Valeria!" your father scolds you, turning toward Acacius to apologize yet again but the general pays him no attention. His lips twitching in silent amusement at your antics.
"Feisty... I like it." 
Pt II
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millenniumfae · 1 year ago
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i like how Astarion is both a privileged noble while also a slave. it's an entertaining mix that i rarely see in fiction.
he said he was a magistrate in Baldur's Gate before being jumped by a gang consisting of the ethnic minorities he used to oppress. 'magistrate', in most fantasy franchises, usually means a civil lawmaker position inherited through lineage, based off of the real-life ancient Roman position.
in-game, he's (hilariously) such a high-class twit. he makes off-color jokes about saving deep gnomes. he says the city park is kitschy and that the camp's wine tastes like vinegar.
he's lived off of rotten rat blood for 200 years. he slept in chains on dirty dungeon floors. he was gonna be a living sacrifice for his owner.
vampires are, after all, both the murderer and the victim. they live off of stolen blood from the lower masses, but they themselves had to have been preyed upon in the first place to become a vampire.
"the biggest threat to vampires isn't the sun. it's another vampire."
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literaryvein-reblogs · 2 months ago
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Some Roman Art Vocabulary
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Acanthus - a kind of Mediterranean plant with large spreading leaves. It was used as a decorative element on Corinthian capitals and also was a symbol of death.
Amphitheater - an elliptical structure with a central arena for the staging of gladiatorial contests and animal combats.
Apse - a semicircular space within a Roman building. Typically a basilica would have an apse at one end.
Arch - a curved architectural member that spans an opening.
Atrium - the central room of a Roman house. It had a hole in the ceiling and a pool in the center of the floor to catch rainwater.
Aureus - the most valuable Roman coin, made of gold.
Barrel vault - a semicircular ceiling over parallel walls.
Basilica - a building type used for law courts and conducting business, which usually stood in the town forum. It consisted of a long rectangular hall with an apse at one end and three aisles separated by columns. The central aisle had a raised ceiling and clerestory windows. Often the exterior of the building was colonnaded.
Cameo - a relief carved from a stone that has layers of different colors, such as sardonyx.
Capitolium - the main temple for civic worship in Rome and other cities. It was dedicated to the three chief gods, Jupiter, Juno, and Minerva.
Cardo - the name of the north-south street in a Roman town laid out on the grid system.
Cavea - the rounded space of a theater containing seats for the spectators.
Colonnade - a row of columns.
Columbarium - a type of communal building to hold ash urns of the cremated. The name comes from the structure’s resemblance to a dovecote, since the urns, as well as portrait busts, were placed in niches in the walls similar to the nesting spaces in such a birdhouse.
Column - a weight-bearing architectural member that has a base, a cylindrical shaft, and a capital (ornamental top).
Concrete - a building material made of small stones or rubble (aggregate), lime mortar, water, and volcanic sand (pozzolana).
Consuls - the two chief magistrates of the Roman state, elected annually.
Cubiculum - the bedroom of a Roman house.
Damnatio memoriae - a decree by the senate that condemned an emperor and ordered that all images of him and references to him be obliterated.
Decumanus - the principal east-west street of a Roman town laid out on the grid system.
Source ⚜ More: Word Lists
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greekmythcomix · 1 year ago
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Between 2018-2021 I worked with archaeologist Dr Sophie Hay, Ancient Historian Prof. Andrew Wallace-Hadrill, Director of the Cambridge Schools Classics Project (who make the CLC Latin course!) Caroline Bristow and her gorgeous team, and legendary historical children’s fiction author Caroline Lawrence, to illustrate a novel and ancient history course about the life of Pompeiian freedman Amarantus and his neighbours in Insula 1.9
The story is a year in the life of Amarantus, following the events he experiences, including the devastating earthquake of 63BCE and his manumission (by a certain local natural-history-loving magistrate), the traditions of a Roman life, and the likely inhabitants of the rest of his block, based on the buildings and finds in Insula 1.9.
It acts as an Ancient History/Classical Civilisation (non-language) prequel to the Latin Caecilius stories (CLC Book 1) and there are some Caecilius-themed visual easter eggs 😁
The course has been designed for even non-specialists to be able to pick up and teach, entirely for free, to help bring Ancient History/Classics into schools.
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We made the images in grayscale so they could be cheaply printed and reproduced in PoD books/PDFs for schools, but made some images in full colour for the website and book cover to show the diversity of the Pompeiian world. They’re all based on archaeological evidence and research and each one took hours of discussion and argument (and occasional paper models) to get right. (And I’m proud to say my rebuilding of some ruined structures like the Herculaneum Gate has been approved by other Pompeii experts, like the Cooleys 😁)
The entire book and course is massively researched and based on archaeological findings, and is FREE on the CSCP website: https://CambridgeAmarantus.com/home
Or you can buy the book PoD via these links: https://www.cambridgescp.com/array/buy-book
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Bonus Roman Chickens (the precursors to my Roman History Chickens series!): the cockfighters Odysseus and Polyphemus! (And yes cockfighting is terrible and I’m glad we don’t have it any more)
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acesw · 9 days ago
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Knowing our Arcanists 4: Dikke
Welcome to entry four of my series: "Knowing our Arcanists"! This is a series in which I introduce and tell the stories of our fellow characters in Reverse: 1999. For today's character we have: Dikke!
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Ah one of the first characters hit by the yuri-beam that became very popular in the fandom for her being easily paired with other characters. Her character is pretty interesting, as being one of the vessels of justice and one of the oldest characters in the game. Just wish that her kit was as powerful as her canon, anyway lets get started!
Lady Dikke is a European arcanist coming from the middle ages, born on October 10th. She is the current magistrate and Supreme Chief of the Special Court, and is a very eccentric person who carries out justice in unconventional ways.
Her arcane skill involves an ancient Babylonian soul, who resides in the flaming sword "Justice" and is often depicted as a spiritual claw looming over Dikke's shoulder. While ferocious, it has been her guiding spirit when it comes to doing her job. She states that its sentient, being easily swayed by what it thinks is an injustice. Whether it'd be an action or some believed meaningless rumors, it will respond accordingly.
It can be assumed that this soul is likely based off of Babylonian King Hammurabi, as he is the creator of the law code that ultimately became the law code for others. The code, named after him, is one of the earliest, longest, and best-preserved legal texts made in the ancient Near East.
We don't know too much about Dikke as herself prior to her work, but when she grew older, she first became a chancellor in the (Medieval) Inquisition. Its power started to grow in Europe to carry out cases and trials in place of the secular courts, and when Dikke became bishop, it grew more powerful, gradually prevailing control over the courts and laws across the region.
The Inquisition also had some degree of control on handling the cases of arcanists, both innocent and guilty. While being viewed as cruel and abusive by some, it can't be doubted that it held a special place in the arcanum world. Dikke usually carried out some of these trials herself, providing justice for the guilty and giving mercy for those innocent.
Some time after the Black Death pandemic, Dikke visited one of the villages to investigate the death of a member of a church, conducting a long investigation that seemed unconventional but fully efficient to be able to reach a conclusion.
She found that all the townspeople (including the church) were guilty, as multiple factors led to the death of the church member and the case was silenced further before her arrival. However she carried out no punishment.
At some point, she went to the Roman Catholic Diocese of Pamiers in France, and became a magistrate and Supreme Chief of the Special Court there. During this time, she became in charge of conducting retrials of temporal court cases, to prevent wrongful convictions.
She used this to her advantage, as her control of this aspect led to many innocent arcanists to be saved from the witch hunts carried out by humans.
Dikke can be described as a very straightforward and active character, always making it a point to be fair and to be truthful. She never really lies, and continuously works towards carrying out the justice that guides her in every step she makes. Dikke is very insistent on it, and is often reluctant when it comes to accepting a position of power due to its connection with greed.
Despite these, she's not a stone cold person. She'll occasionally have a drink, make a humorous jab about the corrupt and the guilty, and enjoys quiet nights when the day ends with her goals fulfilled.
Dikke's belief in justice aligns with her layered empathy, but she is in no way to consider making an exception. She even tells herself that if she were to carry out an injustice that she too must deserve punishment. No guilty person can escape the blade of justice, neither will the wealthy and the powerful. Dikke will make sure of that.
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whencyclopedia · 1 month ago
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Roman Games, Chariot Races & Spectacle
If there was one thing the Roman people loved it was spectacle and the opportunity of escapism offered by weird and wonderful public shows which assaulted the senses and ratcheted up the emotions. Roman rulers knew this well and so to increase their popularity and prestige with the people they put on lavish and spectacular shows in purpose-built venues across the empire. Such famous venues as the Colosseum and Circus Maximus of Rome would host events involving magnificent processions, exotic animals, gladiator battles, chariot races, executions and even mock naval battles.
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It is significant that most of the best-preserved buildings from the Roman period are those which were dedicated to entertainment. Amphitheatres and circuses were built across the empire and even army camps had their own arena. The largest amphitheatre was the Colosseum with a capacity of at least 50,000 (likely more, if one factors in the smaller bodies and different sense of personal space compared to modern standards) whilst the Circus Maximus could hold a massive 250,000 spectators according to Pliny the Elder. With so many events on such a large scale, spectacles became a huge source of employment, from horse trainers to animal trappers, musicians to sand rakers.
From the end of the republic seats in the theatre, arena and circus were divided by class. Augustus established further rules so that slaves and free persons, children and adults, rich and poor, soldiers and civilians, single and married men were all seated separately, as were men from women. Naturally, the front row and more comfortable seats were reserved for the local senatorial class. Tickets were probably free to most forms of spectacle as organisers, whether city magistrates given the responsibility of providing public civic events, super-rich citizens or the emperors who would later monopolise control of spectacles, were all keen to display their generosity rather than use the events as a source of revenue.
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porciaenjoyer · 2 years ago
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i want to live in the late roman republic
i will say republic as res publica and use the julian calendar. i would listen to cicero in the senate house all night while drinking vinum with my magistrates. i'll buy panthers every day that's worth 5 denarii. i would go to public games every night. i am also more likely to meet catullus, clodius, cato the younger, and the first triumvirate.
i wish i was roman :(
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re4med · 1 year ago
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The Morning Devotional: WCF 23.3 (Part One)
The Morning Devotional for August 9, 2023 The Westminster Confession of Faith 23.3 (Part One) III. Civil magistrates may not assume to themselves the administration of the Word and sacraments; or the power of the keys of the kingdom of heaven; or, in the least, interfere in matters of faith. Yet, as nursing fathers, it is the duty of civil magistrates to protect the church of our common Lord,…
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bimoonphases · 7 months ago
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@wolfstarmicrofic May 9 - prompt 9: Star-crossed Lovers [word count 963]
[also my small tribute to the thousands of lives we the fandom have created for these two to live through]
TW: multiple deaths ahead
There had always been two moments, two split seconds in all of their lives, where they knew: the first time they laid eyes on each other, teeth of recognition gnawing at their memory with still no chance of remembering; then those last fleeting instants before death, when fate chose to hit them with the fact that the love of their lives was about to be snatched away from them. Again.
The flapping of wings got closer, and Sirius stretched out his hand, every fiber of his being trying to reach the man looking at him from the cloud below, blinking away the sweat from his forehead.
“Please, my lord Helios, please…” Sirius begged, stretching further down. “I swear he’s not trying to slight you, only to reach me. I’ll do anything, please, let him come to me.”
But the gods never listened, not even to lesser gods, and as Helios burned even brighter over him, Sirius could only scream as the wax on Remus’s wings melted and he fell.
Ancient Greece
Remus passed his sword to his other hand and cradled Sirius’s cheek, ignoring the ominous footsteps coming towards them from further down the pass.
“Let’s win this, my love,” he smiled. “Then let’s go home together.”
Sirius nodded and kissed him, their helmets clanging softly, like multiple others around them. The footsteps got closer.
Thermopylae, Greece, 480BC
Sirius moaned as Remus pushed him against the wall of the nearest house, his mouth immediately latching onto his lips, his hands grabbing his waist over the fabric of his tunic.
“I love you, I love you, I love you,” he whispered between searing kisses. “I’ve loved you for lifetimes now.”
“I love you too,” Sirius answered, his fingers curling into Remus’s hair. “You’re mine and I’m yours, for this life and others.”
The sky went dark in that moment.
Pompeii, Roman Empire, 79AD
Sirius was laughing. He was laughing hysterically, which was a strange sound coming from the cart transporting them to the square where a pile of wood and kindling was waiting for them. Remus would have worried if he hadn’t been just about to be burnt at the stake.
“What’s so funny?” he sighed.
“The fact that for once in their lives these people got it right,” Sirius went on laughing. “They’re burning witches, and here we are with our magic.”
“Which is useless now,” Remus grumbled, straining against the rope binding his wrists, as if his wand could somehow be within reach instead of already ashes in some magistrate’s fireplace.
“And they’re hanging men who sleep with other men,” Sirius went on. “And again, here we are.”
Despite all, Remus chuckled. Sirius grinned and moved closer to him.
“What do you say, my love?” he whispered. “Let’s give them what they want.”
And not even the shouts of the crowd pressing around the cart stopped Remus from kissing Sirius one last time.
Milan, Italy, 1384
The mercy of it was that they still had some instants to say goodbye. Sirius cradled Remus’s cheek in his hand.
“At least,” he murmured with a smile. “We’re already in a tomb.”
Remus smiled through the tears, shuffling even closer to Sirius on the marble slab.
“At least I get to keep you in my arms as we go,” he whispered. “I always wished to be with you until the end. I just hoped the end would come years from now.”
“I’d rather have only days with you than nothing at all,” Sirius said.
The cold was seeping into his bones. Time was running out.
“Do you think that English poet who’s been in town lately will write about us?” Remus murmured.
“If he does he’ll have to change some details,” Sirius got even closer, the cold now all over him, his mouth desperately searching for Remus’s lips one last time. “Thus, with a kiss, I die.”
Verona, Italy, 1590
They had lost, that much was clear. Remus stumbled back into the building with the others, desperately climbing over barricades of furniture. They had lost, and the National Guard was advancing on them. No one was coming to help them. Shots rang out, some people fell and Remus crashed into the back wall. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the leader run up the stairs, his flag still in his fist, a testament to a last stand already. There was a crack, and the last chairs blocking the door moved, leaving room for the guards to move inside, shotguns at the ready, eyes locking with Remus’s, who sighed and leaned back on the wall. He felt a hand slip in his and turned his head, a smile he would have recognised everywhere in front of him.
“Sirius…” he whispered. “What are you doing here?”
“Dying with you, my love,” Sirius answered.
They almost didn’t feel the bullets, lost in each other’s eyes.
Paris, France, June 6th 1832
“Should I call you ‘my lord’ then?” Remus asked, his hands slipping under the silk waistband hugging Sirius’s evening suit.
“Never,” Sirius whispered, his arms around Remus’s neck. “I want to be just Sirius tonight. I don’t want to be my family name, or my title or my fortune or anything other than yours.”
“Your wish is my command,” Remus said, leaning in to start kissing Sirius’s neck.
Outside the porthole of the small cabin, the Atlantic Ocean was gleaming under the moonlight.
RMS Titanic, April 14th 1912
This time, the first moment was stronger, almost breaking to the front of their consciousness. They were young, so much younger than every other time. They had all their lives ahead.
“Hi, I’m Remus Lupin.”
“Sirius Black.”
Yes, what could go wrong in two children’s lives after all?
“My name’s Peter Pettigrew.”
Hogwarts Express, September 1st 1971
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asteroidtroglodyte · 5 months ago
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Me: “As a reward for completing your quest, the Magistrate awards you a masterwork Mithril sword.”
The 3rd century Roman legionnaire I kidnapped to play Dungrons & Dragons: “eum interrogo an Mithrae cultor etiam sit”
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