#march fifteen

[metis-the-lizard-king]

i collaged this two together btw thought some you might like, happy march 15 tumblr!

[nethnad]

what i (local ancient history major) think each doctor would do on the ides of march:

one: stab caesar. then goes heeheehoohoo im just a silly old man how could i ever stab caesar

two: hes that one prophet guy that goes beware the ides. he does this to a little flute solo. stab caesar

three: stabs caesar. or hes stuck as a guard because of roman civil war no. 5 or some shit and has to fill out the paperwork re: stabbing caesar

four: him and leela stab caesar together. k9 can too. as a treat

five: i think hes one of the other senators whos like “guys this is immoral!!!” but he also wants to stab caesar

six: stabs caesar

seven: orchestrates the plot to stab caesar

eight: forgot he had to stab caesar that day

war: fights in the ensuing civil war because all these guys stabbed caesar

nine: walks in senate late, sees bloodshed and carnage, goes what in the name of jupiter optimus maximus, walks out.

ten: guys we cant stab caesar hes my oldest friend we’re the only two left 🥺 we can travel across the stars together

eleven: really enthusiastic about stabbing caesar, but keeps dropping knives from his toga so they sent him home 😔

twelve: headinhands.jpg the whole time. he doesnt care for caesar but he is also like guys w. why is this the solution. that or hes too busy selling marble in pompeii (surely nothing bad will happen in 100 years right)

thirteen: brings the fam with her to stab caesar. probably also has a speech prepared afterwards about how their actions have shaped history and brought about the rise of the roman empire. all the other senators are like the fucking what now

fourteen: he was in the last stabbing so they left him at home this time

fifteen: stabs caesar but makes it a game like “guess whats in my left hand? a knife. guess whats in my right hand? holy shit its another knife”

[damned-juggernaut]

[etrevil]

He doesn't know he's gonna get caught by his ex in a few minutes

[evilkaeya]

Picture taken minutes before disaster

[nerdieforpedro]

Day Fifteen - Blooming

My blog overall is 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 665

Warnings: Pero being soft (Pedro characters are soft in the month of March), salad and bread jokes, maybe innuendo

Notes: I had to write about Pero in a bath for @yourcoolauntie @tinytinymenace @avastrasposts @linzels-blog and @morallyinept because we’re in the Pero pit together. 💕 Especially after being inspired by @iamskyereads beautiful series. 🤗

Main Masterlist / March Spring Prompts 2024 / Writing Challenge

Away from his amor (love), Pero contemplates many things. He is gone from home earning coin to take back home. It’s something he’s done since he was able to hold a sword without falling under its weight. Sacrificing his body most often, on occasion his mind with what he’s asked to do to people and for those who pay him.

Now that he has an anchor, someone to bring his coins back to, he no longer frequents the brothels he used to, he instead has found a different indulgence. Something that not even his vida (life) knows about. No, maybe you do a little, especially when he came home the last time and he asked you to add different salts and oils to his first bath at home. A special one to not only welcome him home but to soak away the road. Your eyes had questions that you didn’t ask, setting up the bath for your husband who’d been away.

Pero has asked the bath girl to leave him the soap, oils and such after the first time he took such a bath and after washing himself, pleased with how he smelled, he slipped off the bed after sitting down to finish drying. Never again would he let someone else save for you mix his bath.

Months came and went, he arrived home and stopped into the blacksmith’s to check on an order he’d put a down payment on. The blacksmith had nerve to act like he didn’t know what the mercenary spoke of. Pero reminded the blacksmith of not only who he was but that the artisan’s wife had been seen with the baker putting some olive oil on his baguette and he might want to finish orders timely so she has a reason to stay home.

Pero was able to finally get his order. He’s carrying it home with his well earned coin to you. He sets it out back and spies you collecting laundry from the clothesline. His hands wrap around your waist as he coos in your ear, “Buenos tardes mi vida (good afternoon my life). You look even more beautiful than last time.” Your body had stiffened at first touch, but relaxed when you heard his voice.

“Bienvenido! Estuvo fuera mucho tiempo, mi esposo (Welcome, You’ve been away for too long my husband).” Your hand reached over your shoulder and ran through his matted hair, his lips gracing your neck with their warmth. “I shall ready your bath. Remove your armor and wait inside, I’ll fix you something to eat before I start.” Pero mumbles in agreement but spins you around to face the large steel tub he’s brought home.

“We’ll eat together cariño (dear), then bathe together. I’d rather be skin to skin with you the entire afternoon and evening. Also the sunrise too.” Your head spins at the thought, the both of you would be freezing should that happen. You appreciate what he means as it’s the same thing you want now that he’s home and will be for the next while.

“I’ll have the bath smell like the field of wildflowers we said our vows in with the priest from two villages over. Plus the salts for your joints, you don’t have any do you?” Ever concerned since the one time Pero had gotten in and hissed from salt getting in a scrape he had on his thigh, you’d been cautious about putting more of the salts in his bath.

“No, none this time. Whatever you want to put in the bath is fine as long as you’re in there with me querida (sweetheart).” He grinned while releasing you and picking up two pails to help you fill and heat the water needed for the bath. It would take longer than usual and Tovar didn’t hear one complaint from you, in fact you sounded excited. He wouldn’t use the word even upon threat of death, but his love for you blooms anew every time he returns home.

[figofswords]

anybody remember the stephanie brown essay I was working on under a research grant fully last summer? yeah it’s not done yet it super needs to be done and I’ve been avoiding working on it for weeks. someone tell me to just do it already

[therandomcreechur]

Happy Mar10 Day!!!

I drew fifteen as Mario bc why not lol

Reblogs are appreciated! :D

[janiedean]

i got to this age without becoming an hypochondriac i’d appreciate not starting now

[jadedxjewels]

🔔🔔Ides of March give it up for the ides of March🔔🔔

[renee-writer]

March Prompts Day Fifteen Celebrate

Every wonderful thing

We celebrate here

Every birth

Birthday

Wedding

Graduation

New job

New home

All that makes our hearts pound

And joy to bubble up

All that

Is nothing

Compared to the

Celebration

Of being in the presence of our

Lord

Our Savior

Our God.

[fighting-in-only-your-army]

Ok. So. @taylorswift playing fifteen x you're on your own kid. That was personal, but wow.

[sergeifyodorov]

do u have ant thoughts on the pens play style ? i love to hear ur thoughts and the way u break things down :0

i love those old geezers so much okay

so the pens, coming off the three cups/crosbymalkin era, still play with a pretty straightforward forechecking style -- they're up there in hits/game and pretty good with the "first pass" (that pass once regaining possession, from defender to forward, out of the defensive zone.)

their major advantages: sid and geno. like, for real, that's THE number one reason. intangibles are hard to measure, but it's well known that the pittsburgh locker room is a very welcoming environment, one players want to stay in into their old age. which is why everyone in there is a million years old. also, the two of them (plus kris letang!!) have aged as players VERY well into their mid-thirties and are showing pretty much no signs of slowing down or stopping, all three of them almost exactly as effective as playdrivers as they were in the championship years. sid is on pace for nearly 100 points!!! he's 35!!!! that's simply not done.

their major weaknesses: their bottom six is not good, and their goaltending is inconsistent as hell. i think their bottom six has changed up a bit since the deadline and might be better now, but either way it is a very very weak set for a contending team. little goalscoring and negative defensive effect. also, their starting goalie is injured often and their backup is straight up bad.

the penguins: power of love for your captain and city. pros: they love each other :) cons: why is every single one of you thirty years old with two kids

[starful-emporium]

do other synesthetes get really happy when the colors of the date and day of the week line up?

cause that's ides if march for me this year

[artofkhaos404]

This was a fun little fifteen minute sketch challenge. You put your playlist on shuffle and draw something based off of the song that plays, looping the song while you draw. I did a bunch of these with a friend, but I'd say this one turned out the best. It's based off of March to the Sea by Twenty One Pilots.

[thiswaycomessomethingwicked]

A burst of agitated whispers erupts from his students, drawing Cristof back into the room.

A whine: ‘Stop pinching me, Vincenzo.’

A hiss: ‘I’m not touching you.’

‘Yes you are.’

‘Am not.’

Ah, Cristof thinks, to be a glorious future leader of the Venetian Republic harassing a potential colleague with chalk. Turning to his students, he finds several with dusty cheeks and marks across their clothes. He exudes an air of disapproval. 

‘Alright,’ he claps hands. ‘Let’s hear it. Vincenzo, since you were so full of gusto, why don’t you start us off.’ 

‘I wasn’t pinching Francesco, maestro.’ The boy declares, standing with an air of authority. ‘He pinched himself.’ 

‘I did not,’ Francesco scowls. 

Cristof points to young Vincenzo’s slate. ‘Read.’

Cristof and his very noble, very serious, very scholarly students who aren’t at all a bunch of miscreants.