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regulusrules · 2 months
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thinking about how, in two days time, i'll be releasing to the world the most unhinged merlin fic I have ever written as of yet. it is a julius caesar au featuring:
🔪 merlin stabbing arthur in his heart
🔪“Do you think I liked it, hiding and existing all alone? Never knowing who to go to or what to do— never knowing how to help, how to show you, how to love you, Arthur! My heart bled all its love for you.”
🔪 an actual golden age instead of bbc's poor attempt in one
happy ides of march <3
EDIT: My breaths are run by your compass
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artpepkin · 1 month
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Happy Caesar Day 🗡
Nightmare belongs to Jukoblog
Killer belongs to RahafWabas
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brother-emperors · 2 months
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lupercalia, babyyyy! and suddenly, mark antony appears—
this is a re draw of a comic I posted back in October! If I bothered to keep track of dates, I would’ve scheduled this post weeks in advance and for much earlier in the day like I do with the Ides of March lmao
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Nicolaus, Life of Augustus 72, trans. Mark Toher
⭐ other places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app
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2nd2ndalto · 1 month
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here is a smol ides of march au
Leo taps Nico’s leg with the flat of his gladius. “Look sharp, di Angelo, the big boss is coming through,” he mutters. 
Nico shifts from where he’d been slumped against the wall of the Forum, pulling himself to his full (yes, really) height and tipping up his chin. It’s his least favorite time of day to be on guard; the midday sun is beating down on the stone walls and the gravel at his feet, and the damn helmet isn’t helping matters. He couldn’t find his own this morning, so he’s wearing Reyna’s, and it keeps sliding down his sweaty forehead.
Nico half-listens to the conversation as Caesar and his companions draw nearer.
“Forget not, in your speed, Antonius, to touch Calpurnia; for our elders say the barren, touched in this holy chase, shake off this sterile curse,” Caesar says, characteristically self-important. 
Leo quirks an eyebrow at Nico, and Nico tries not to laugh. 
Then, “Caesar!” someone calls. The voice is creaky, ethereal. Nico shivers. 
The general stops short, his entire entourage grinding to a halt around him. One of them knocks into Leo, then grabs Nico’s shoulder to steady himself. Nico grits his teeth. 
“Who is it in the press that calls on me?” Caesar asks, imperious. “I hear a tongue, shriller than all the music cry, ‘Caesar!’ Speak; Caesar is turned to hear.”
Nico lets out a long breath. Why use two words when two dozen will suffice? The longer this exchange takes, the longer he has to stand here, pin-straight in this stupid fucking sweaty tunic. 
“Beware the Ides of March,” croons that same spooky-sounding voice, and a tall figure draws forward. It must be a man, Nico supposes, if only from the height. The figure is robed in sky blue, head covered, his back to Leo and Nico. 
Nico’s mind wanders to the gnawing hunger in his stomach, the blisters on his sandaled feet. The heat on his armor is starting to make him feel as if he’s being slowly baked. A Nico panini, perhaps. 
“He is a dreamer!” Caesar announces suddenly, jolting Nico from his discomfort. “Let us leave him.”
Nico lets out a breath as the group in front of him begins to move once more. 
The man in blue - the soothsayer, Nico supposes, lingers. Once Caesar and the others are out of sight, he turns with a shrug. 
“They never listen.”
And his voice isn’t spooky, or ethereal. It’s light, easy. Nico blinks, surprised, taking in sparkling blue eyes, crinkled at the corners, a rueful half-smile. A spill of freckles, several blond curls peeking out around the edges of his hood. The young man appears to be right around Nico’s age. 
And he’s hot.   
Next to Nico, Leo seems to be undergoing a similar journey of revelation. He steps forward, holding out a hand and offering a toothy grin. 
“Leo Valdez. It's an honor to meet you, Mr. Soothsayer, sir.” 
Nico rolls his eyes. 
The man in blue quirks a smile and takes the proffered hand. “Will Solace.” He steps back. 
“Fucking hot out here, isn’t it?” Will Solace says. He shoves down his hood, revealing a head of tousled blond curls, shining like gold in the sunlight, the blue in his robes reflected in his eyes. Nico feels a bit like he’s been punched in the face. In a really good way. 
“Sorry, I didn’t catch your name,” Will says, fixing his grin on Nico. 
“Nico. di Angelo,” Nico manages, extending a sweaty hand. Blue eyes catch on his and linger, curious.
“You sounded… different. Before,” Nico says.
Will’s grin goes wider, a bit sly. “I’ve been trying something new.”
“So it’s all an act, then?” Nico asks, curious, because… 
“Oh no,” Will shrugs. “He really does need to beware the Ides of March. I just find folks are more receptive to prophecy if I get a bit spooky with it. You know. Really lean into the drama of it all.” Will wiggles his fingers. 
Nico nods. “Caesar does have an… aura of death. A thick possibility of it.”
“Nico,” Leo complains. But Will quirks an eyebrow, regarding Nico with more interest, a quick once-over and a half-step closer. 
“You know, I might have a prophecy for you,” he tells Nico. 
“Yeah?”
Will touches two fingers to his temple, closes his eyes, a flutter of dark blond eyelashes against freckled cheeks. “Yes. I see you, having dinner with me. Tonight.” Will’s voice has gone spooky again, but it’s edged with something warmer now.  
“Good grief,” Leo mutters. 
Nico nods. “Interesting. Do you see yourself picking me up at eight, maybe?”
“You know, I do,” Will grins “You’re good at this.”
“Maybe after dinner I can show you what else I’m good at,” Nico counters. 
Will waggles his eyebrows. “I foresee that I would enjoy that.”
They exchange details, and Will replaces his hood as he leaves, winking at Nico before turning to stroll away. 
“That was disgusting,” Leo says flatly.  
“Hey,” Nico shrugs, grinning, wondering if he can convince Jason to take his shift tomorrow morning. “There's no use fighting the power of prophecy.”
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Many thanks to @anything-thats-rock-and-roll for the quick beta & for enabling this ridiculousness
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sparkledst4r · 6 months
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I did more art for the tdi x ch au!!
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“Killer no what are you doing stop!”
“Dust no why are you joining in!? Horror no!!”
“Error!? Nightmare!?! Wait Ink!?!?”
“And Cross!? And my boy Epic!? Why!!?”
“Guys guys stop!! Guys!! Your killing the wrong Caesar!!”
“Hes over there!!”
Epic Gaster says as he points over to Xgaster who’s dressed as Julius Caesar oblivious to whats about to happen to him.
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rotzaprachim · 1 month
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Chuck schumer stabbing Bibi and co on the temple floor was actually one of the best possible things to happen so close to the idea of march
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Guys, I just thought of a terrible, hilarious alternate history plot:
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Make Octavian a couple years younger, stab Caesar as usual, and whoops Antony is now legally responsible for the world's evilest 15-year-old. Will Antony embezzle Octavian's inheritance? Will Octavian murder Antony without getting caught? Will Fulvia drag Antony, Octavian, Cicero, Brutus, and Cassius into the world's most awkward dinner party, which is of course crashed by Dolabella?? Not to mention Agrippa, Maecenas and Salvidienus embarrassing Antony in public with the pranks only bored teenagers can invent!
I need a sitcom where instead of the War of Mutina/Liberators' War we get Julian family drama 30 years early, Cicero and the conspirators live, and maybe, just maybe, the republic gets back on track. Mainly because Antony and Octavian are too busy hassling each other for either to fight Brutus and Cassius.
(Excerpt from Julius Caesar and the Roman People, by Robert Morstein-Marx, p. 566)
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skitskatdacat63 · 7 months
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I also think about the Roman Empire every day 🤭
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camaradalin · 3 months
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I drew in a parallel way both drawings. The one in red background is the final, the other is like an early concept
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Some scans I have. First one is Catherine the Great. Second one in order are Geraldine, Fritz (host) and Jack with their headspace looks I'm not gonna explain that part yet
I'm trying to change Catherine's design a bit because I plan on animating this au and her design isn't animation friendly LMAO
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regulusrules · 2 months
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the levels of dedication to caesar stabby day on tumblr is insane. last thing I found was an insane bitch posting a 50k julius caesar au fic for a fandom that doesn't need anymore pain
aaand that's me. i'm the insane bitch. and that's the fic
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nikathesiren · 1 year
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Old Gyro drawing from 2020. Until now, I never uploaded it anywhere, but I still have it as my mobile wallpaper because I love its energy (⌐■_■)🧋
The t-shirt design is not mine. I don't know the source or its origin, but I saw it on Twitter a long time ago... and I thought: "Gyro would wear this, without a doubt" lol.
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brother-emperors · 8 months
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so it’s. it’s like. man this is so hard without my laptop.
alright so Crassus is a weird guy, existentially. There’s a tendency to speculate, assign, and insert him into whatever places are conspiratorial and shadowy because he fits into those narrative places with ease. My personal favorite (aside from all of it) is the idea that he may have pulled strings wrt to Sulla and Caesar’s conflict to help get Caesar out of it.
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The Defeat of Rome: Crassus, Carrhae and the Invasion of the East, Gareth C. Sampson
In the universe that exists in my head, he definitely had a hand in it, but he didn’t really intend for Caesar to figure out he played a part in it, but Caesar’s good at puzzles, and noticing someone goes both ways. Binding someone to yourself goes both ways.
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Crassus: The First Tycoon, Peter Stothard
This scene takes place sometime relatively soon after Sulla’s death. Crassus has complicated feelings about it, Caesar less so. Veni, vidi, vici, baby!
Here’s a bonus thing that I keep thinking about with them.
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The Roman Revolution, Ronald Syme
like, utang na loob. and it is DEEP between them.
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237things · 21 days
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Here it is boys, my clone high:night at the museum au. I’ve changed it a little since the characters are different, but I’ll make a part two because I didn’t fully add anything, it was just the first night. I’ll add more characters in the second nigh, because Scudworth was running around crying.
https://docs.google.com/document/d/1UuOW_HpUUhxROjgW6jzyYr-KxXgAzN5c/edit?usp=drivesdk&ouid=111816118070899645825&rtpof=true&sd=true
Idk how to make this post blow up so I put a bunch of tags ahhhhhhhh
Or read it here:
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it's all Greek Roman to me!
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bullfinch-lover · 9 months
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can you explain the shepard au??? i’m interested
Of course! I'm more than happy to have the opportunity to explain shepherd AU and ramble about it! 😁
Alright so shepherd AU is basically an alternate universe of mine where Jedediah exists in the same timeline as Octavius did, in ancient Rome. In this AU Jedediah is a roman citizen or rather a shepherd living in the countryside near Rome and that's why I named this AU as "the shepherd AU". They'll meet when Octavius brings his army in the countryside to build a temporary military camp there where his soldiers can be trained. In this AU things are also gravely different than what is historically accurate. For example in this AU Octavius isn't the emperor of Rome, but his adoptive father Julius Caesar is who is alive and well (and instead of him being a coldhearted man he's more like an annoying dad who's constantly asking Octavius if he has his eyes on someone already). Octavius is only the leader of an army, a legatus, and that's enough for him. Marcus Antonius is Julius Caesar's heir and Octavius is in good terms with him (unlike what it was in real life) they're basically brothers. I already have the plot of this AU ready so all I really need to do right now is do some planning before I start writing a fic about this.
I hope my incoherent rambling of this AU made at least some sense.
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