#cave canem!

[eucyon]

[redstonekate]

Finally finished! Based off of mosaics found in Pompeii. Cave Canem = Beware Dog. Humanity stays the same

[jcwdrawskinda]

He's busy counting your sins.

Character belongs to wonderful @legionmutt (Thank you for letting me draw your OC!)

Pssst... Tumblr ppls... Feel free to DM me if you're interested in a commission like this btw, this was ridiculously fun to do and I want every excuse to do more of this!

Progress shots are below!

I wasn't sure if I would make this animated, but I've been looking at a lot of the fantastic art by @vrihedd, and although I don't have the same programs, the art process is all about doing what you can with what you got! Absolutely recommend checking 'em out if you haven't already seen their next-level work :X

[halfbaked00q]

breaking this out into its own post since I am now in love with Bonnie the retired veteran working dog English Springer Spaniel

Basically, everything I've read & see about English Springer Spaniels is that they are notoriously friendly and happy dogs (but also very intelligent and can be playful and cheeky). Which would make her initial disdain for Bond all that much funnier to me.

Like she is a Professional and a senior lady so her demeanor is a bit more on the restrained side but she also generally gets along with everyone she meets. Except for you >:( . Imagine Bond's reaction, he'd be torn between ugh whatever I didn't even want to get assigned to you to begin with and ????? *offended* um what problem could you possibly have with me specifically??? I've been nothing but polite to you, what on earth gives???

I'm also imagining her with the most epic side-eye, like she's soo sweet with everyone else, and then it comes to Bond is like, the most restrained British Stoicism. Just radiating I'm Tolerating You Cuz I'm a Professional and for some godforsaken reason you apparently are now my handler, but god is this rotten work. Especially since it's you.

This also makes the image of them having joint aqua therapy that much funnier. Both of them love to swim and swimming brings out something joyful and carefree in both of them. But also (¬_¬) does that one really need to be here too?

Although this also means once they bond with each other. Imagine how cute them swimming recreationally together would be <3 Also imagine Q throwing pool toys for both of them lol, those like diving rings for Bond and floaty balls for Bonnie.

[ex-frat-man]

Cave Canem by Jean Leon Gerome

106 cm (41.7 in); 90 cm (35.4 in)

[nocturnal-phantoms-fandoms]

🌧️

🌧️Share something angsty from your WIP. 

ancient rome au. remus is a slave owned by sirius’s family. 

tw for implied non con 

“You are staying in my room tonight.”

Remus couldn’t get the words out of his head. Said quietly - barely above a whisper - to him after the evening meal that he was serving at.

[ … ]

He sent a prayer not addressed to any specific god but to anyone willing to listen. 

Let it be quick. 

Let it be over soon. 

With a trembling hand and a pounding heart he knocked on the door. He was having troubles breathing, his throat all chokes up. Yet, he entered the chamber. 

Sirius was sitting at his desk, hunched over some parchment, the shadow cast by the olive lamp sharpening his features. He looked up as Remus entered. 

[hepatology]

You survive. You grow older, layers of bitterness adhered to your bones like rings in the sand. They call you Canem now, your birth name dropped and exchanged like children’s teeth.

Men have beating hearts and bleeding guts, lovers and children. But you are no longer a man. You are a weapon. And now you have done as weapons do.

[felixravinstills]

im going to rebel and say ⭐️ because i absolutely DO want to hear u go one about dogfighting or whatever thing u come up with thanks !

ask game

sorry, I took a while. I had to like... keep my thoughts coherent. Hopefully I suceeded.

I actually won't be focusing on dogfighting (everyone cheered). I will still talk about Cave Canem Edit, because no one wants to talk about that fic. (I get it though... it made me sad. which is why no dogfighting focus.) I touch on this stuff in my author's note (my ANs are really like... my director's commentary half the time), but I am elaborating on my thoughts a lot more (hopefully).

I feel like most of my fics have me very focused on thinking in a character's head, but this one was truly meant to be a Festus Creed character study through dogfighting (as it says in the summary).

Personally, after my research, not a big fan of dogfights (wow what a controversial and brave stance), but I do think that they kind of instill a kind of code of honor to how Festus navigates competition (see this as expanding into having to run/make decisions for the Creed businesses). He would appreciate and admire good competition. For him, there maybe unspoken rules of engagement (like those deserving of admiration are not destroyed in the aftermath of a loss).

Festus' odd view of honorable competition also kind of works well with my interpretation of Persephone who (as I am sure you will remember) in Pelops' Shoulder fully believes that friendly competition for Festus' affection is totally plausible between herself and Artemisia, even going so far as to be actively trying to befriend Artemisia and encouraging her to not give up her pursuit as the other girl begins pulling away.

Also in my mind, while his perspective on Coral is fairly dehumanizing in this fic (comparing her to a fighting dog), there is a part of him that has to identify strongly with her to compare her to one of his fighting dogs. I think it makes sense that he would sour a bit to the idea of the Games because of her death. It's also potentially why he'd lowkey resent the dramatics of the future Games.

While his view of Felix is more positive than Coral (he does not not directly (through metaphor. I made him only use simile with Felix) compare him to an animal), I do think that in this fic, Festus sees Felix as someone he needs to guide and take care of (remember that they became friends/bonded closer in University in my headcanoning of this universe). There is kind of a dehumanizing in that... Seeing him as needing steering. <- obviously there are benign mentor figures who guide people but paired with his annoyance with Felix throughout, my intention was kind of like an impression that Felix's hopelessness in Festus' eyes means that Felix kind of needs him which while a pretty okay sentiment, can feel a little insulting and diminishes Felix's agency (especially paired with lost duckling comparison in the fic).

I think Festus is generally has good intentions and means well with most of his interactions, but in this fic, I was exploring how maybe it can also tip to the negative. Good intentions does not actually mean knowing what's best for someone. Taking Felix to the dogfight is an example of that (Pippa was right).

Another thing that I mention in the author's note is that this fic tries to explore this section in Tu Fui, Ego Eris more:

Coriolanus can feel the sharp tug on the back of his head from when Festus Creed had grabbed a fistful of his hair, trying to bring Coriolanus closer to strangle or strike him. [...] Coriolanus never quite figured whether he'd heard about Felix from Vipsania or Lysistrata.

I'm still not decided if in my more canon fics if I want Felix/Festus to be a thing, so you can kind of read it either way. Anyway, if they aren't a thing, I was like what could elicit such a violent response. Then I was like well, Festus perhaps started feeling a sense of responsibility to Felix (which don't we all to our friends? also I do think Festus felt that way towards Coriolanus too in a way). Additonally, Festus' idea of honorable competition comes back into play here, notice his anger at the foul play for his first/favorite dog, Laelaps, who is notably poisoned. You know that I don't poison Felix in my fics, but it kind of highlights the connection that I'm trying to form about why Festus might disapprove of Coriolanus' future actions.

This got really long, but I also have a cut section of this fic somewhere. If people are interested, maybe I'll post it.

[rjavenuru]

Gave up arranging this for instruments, couldn't get it to sound the way I wanted it to so I flipped and made it a choral arrangement instead. 😝 Put it on the suggestion list for the track list for my choir next semester. We'll see. 😝

[sh4thesh33p]

profile theme change... awesome sauceome

teehee thank yuo*tucks my hair behind ear*

[eucyon]

[dorisreads]

🔥🔥🔥Punks: New & Selected Poems | John Keene #TheSongCave #DarkRoomWritersCollective #CaveCanem #poetry

[jcwdrawskinda]

I just think animating is neat, I like poking things and making them look like they're moving. It's very satisfying, sometimes it even makes me feel pretty smart haha. Totally recommend playing around with animation if you ever have the inclination. This scary legion man belongs to @legionmutt, I'm not done yet! Stay tuned!

[travelingasafamily]

"Love Poem in the Black Field" by Ariana Benson

Parchman Farm Chain Gang, Sunflower County Mississippi, 1911

How long since my left foot has known a day     It did not spend drug along by your right? Since the first Rust-iron rattlers made fields of cattails kneel, fronds     Curdling like browlines in brutal heat? I forget My name, its sins, when I march behind you. I know nothing     Of before. Nothing but your nape, its tributary of creases; But your gait, pressing smooth miles of streetside weeds.     What else can a lonesome roadboy do but look At the one to his front: you, with keloid scars inside     Even your ears, you with long lashes that, when blinked, Seem heavier than these chains, all the men they carry.     What I wouldn’t give to see your eyes open again After that brief, merciful closing. What I don’t have     to give. What I know, if I did, I would. Poem: https://poets.org/poem/love-poem-black-field Art: from Pastoral Interlude by Ingrid Pollard, 1987

[halfbaked00q]

the thing is, james bond's Natural Habitat is when u Put Him Thru His Paces like a dog in the Westminster Dog Show, send post

[nocturnal-phantoms-fandoms]

Weekend Snippet

tagged by @soloorganaas thank you🥺i mentioned i have an ancient roman au, and i do! here's proof!

The dog was an enormous beast, surely the biggest that Remus has seen, with thick black fur, shining obsidian eyes, and always bared teeth - snarling at anyone that dared come close.

The mosaic in the vestibulum, made from meticulously assembled tessere, served as a successful deterrent against potential thieves and burglars. 

Its live counterpart, however, was currently lying on his back, long tongue lolled out, happily receiving belly scratches. 

“Who’s a good dog?” asked Remus. 

Asbolos tilted his head, intrigued.

“Who’s a good dog?” repeated Remus in a high pitched voice. He received a joyful bark as a response. 

“Yes, you are!” 

Remus has worked very hard to achieve that. When he was first assigned with the care of Asbolos, the dog was indeed as scary as his portrayal on the floor - chained and curled up on himself - snapping, growling, and showing his teeth. 

Remus fed him scraps from the kitchen, as he was instructed. He talked to him in a soft and calm voice. He gave him time to get used to his presence. He waited for Asbolos to come to him - smell his hand - and nudge it with his snout. He didn’t make a move until the dog himself let Remus touch him. 

He knew very well that the whole time he was being observed by a pair of vigilant silvery eyes.

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