Laborans Duram aut Vix Laborans | Chapter 1

Pairing: Commodus/Reader

Summary: There wasn’t much that you couldn’t handle. Growing up in a podunk town with more cows than people gave you a threshold for tolerating nonsense far greater than that of the average person. You were thankful for that because, as of late, you found yourself in a bit of a situation. After being forced from the comfort of your dishwashing station when a server called out, you wound up catching the attention of your classmate, who, as it happened, wasn’t aware you were his classmate.

Commodus, known for being a bit of a pretentious nuisance around campus, also happened to be a very strange man. No matter how often he turned up at your work to order a caesar salad and a water, he would always request that you serve him.

At least he tipped well.

Tags: Modern AU, College AU, Transmasc Reader, Autistic Reader, Humor, this is a romantic comedy where the funny bits come from commodus being pathetic and kind of unhinged, that said, Later Stalking, Later Obsessive Behavior, Second Hand Embarrassment, Social Anxiety, Commodus’ Tumultuous Family Issues, Reader Has A Southern Accent

Word Count: 5.3k Words

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Without a word, you slipped into the kitchen through the back door and grabbed your apron. The only sound that announced your presence was the click of the lock, accompanied by the snap of your gloves. Your arrival at your job was the same as it had always been since you had been hired, quiet and without warning. Every day, you would clock in to take your frustration out on the little odd jobs in the kitchen of a local mini-chain, ranging from washing dishes to prep. It was simple, it was easy, but most of all, it was lonely. That was the most important part. Being alone and not having to talk to anyone. You were never good at socializing.

Of course, you would offer a friendly nod to your coworkers, and, of course, they would return it. You knew them well enough, familiar with them and their mannerisms that you were comfortable in letting the mask fall, if only a little bit. So long as you remained amicable and did your job, they would put up with you. It wouldn’t be the first time you got a little too comfortable with your peers. You very quickly realized that your threshold for the weird, and other people’s, were very, very different. Even being deemed ‘too quiet’ was a negative mark on your character. You found it strange. Everyone was at least a little odd, should one not hold onto a little patience in the presence of eccentricity?

Do Not Blame the Sea - Chapter 10

Pairing: Emperor Geta/Reader, Emperor Caracalla/Reader

Summary: Before Senator Dorso’s party, you have apologies to make and a checkup with Geta to complete. Once that is done, all you need to do is make your way to his domus, and not make an ass of yourself. Too bad it turns out you can’t hold your wine.

Tags: MDNI, slight dacryphillia, biting and marking, slight masochism, slight dom/sub, some blood, dry humping, spit kink and spit drinking, jealous Geta, mentions of period-typical slavery, drunkenness (Reader and Caracalla), minor discussions of modern American politics it’s kind of vague though, drunken fondling from Caracalla, jealous Caracalla, second hand embarrassment, soft Geta. That’s it, yayyyy!!!

Word Count: 14.2k words

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Masterlist.

Caracalla was giving you the cold shoulder. Someway, somehow, while still sticking to you like he was made of velcro, he managed to pull it off. Spectacularly, you might add. If you hadn’t already felt guilty before, you did now, even if it was tinged with a hint of exasperated frustration. Every night, he would sleep in your bed, though he made a point to turn his body away from yours. During the day, he followed you around more than before, close enough that every so often, he would step on the backs of your shoes. He never apologized for it, going so far as to glare at you as if you had made him do it on purpose. The only time you were free of him was if he had a particular imperial duty he couldn’t shirk.

Despite being by your side all hours of the day, he didn’t speak to you. He barely acknowledged you. Whenever you tried to bridge the gap, all you would get as a response were the corners of his lips turning downwards, or a glower that signified if you didn’t shut up soon, he would make you. You were in the doghouse now, and that was where you would remain until Caracalla decided you had enough. Hopefully, he would decide sooner rather than later, because, unfortunately, this punishment of his was more effective than you thought it’d be. 

The Geta scene at the end!! And Caracalla storming away all jealous 😭 so hard to pick a favourite scene here

Cover It Up | Modern!Caracalla x GN!Reader

Summary: Every few nights, like clockwork, Caracalla shows up at your door, drunk, or high, or both. There is so much that he says, and so little that you can bring yourself to tell him. It’s the same now as it always is.

Tags: Modern AU, GN!Reader, references to drugs and alcohol, implied past child abuse (Caracalla), implied addiction problems (Caracalla), so much yearning, reader is a medical student, kind of sad and angsty, this is technically an side story to my main fic Do Not Blame the Sea but it can be read as its own thing, Caracalla and Reader’s relationship here sort of parallels how it is in the main fic

Word Count: 1.7k Words

Song: Lost Kitten - Metric

Do Not Blame the Sea Masterlist

Before the door even opened, you knew who was standing on your doorstep. Who else would visit you in the late hours of the night when the moon was drifting lower on the horizon in order to make way for the sun? You couldn’t name another person in your life who would dare bother you during the few seconds of solitude you so desperately craved. No one else would expect you to be awake. Not your parents who would lose their minds if they discovered you were doing anything but sleeping or studying, and certainly not your fair-weather friends from college who knew nothing of your insomniac tendencies. It was always him. The one you’d drop everything for, no matter what it was.

It was always Caracalla who knocked on your door.

Do Not Blame the Sea - Chapter 9

Pairing: Emperor Geta/Reader, Emperor Caracalla/Reader

Summary: During your early morning treatment of your friend, Marianus, Caracalla catches you in the act, discovering that you have been caring for a man he has deemed his enemy behind his back. In his anger, he drags you to Geta, who is not happy to find out you have been helping a man he believes was complicit in his and Caracalla’s abuse. You don’t take their fury lying down. The emperors need to understand that you took an oath, and it doesn’t start and end with them.

Tags: Geta and Caracalla’s anger, a patent pending Caracalla breakdown, arguments resulting in minor crucifixion and mass execution threats, references to past physical abuse (Geta and Caracalla), threats of isolation, controlling behavior, possessive behavior, attempted kidnapping, injuries and blood, innacurate surgical procedures, unrealistic surgical procedures. That’s it, yay!

Word Count: 12.8k words

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It was only when the sun began to rise, its pale morning rays shining directly against your eyelids, did you wake up. With a sleepy ‘snrk,’ you realized, a little horrified, that there was a presence in your bed. It took you longer than your poor heart would have liked to remember who it was. Wrapped around you like a koala, Caracalla held you against him, his head on your chest next to a puddle of drool on your sleep shirt. At first, you simply stared up at the ceiling and tried to blink the crust from your eyes. Beneath you, the bed felt damp. When you shifted, you realized it was sweat causing the sheets to cling to the bit of bare skin you had exposed. You grimaced, sticky and uncomfortable. 

As nice as cuddling with Caracalla was — and it was nice, he looked so happy snuggled against you, it made butterflies erupt in your stomach — he ran hot. That, along with the season’s heat, had caused you to sweat through your pajamas and down to the sheets. By now, you wouldn’t be surprised if there was a stain on the mattress in the shape of your conjoined bodies. You looked down at Caracalla, his hair nearly obscuring his features. Though his mouth was open, the corners of his lips were curled into a content smile. This wasn’t so bad, perhaps you should get used to waking up drenched. You doubted, especially after his confession that he spent his nights plagued with nightmares, that he would allow you to sleep alone unless he found it within him to fuck that night. Not you — yet, you found yourself tacking on with a heated flush — but a concubine who caught his fancy. 

Obsessed doesn’t even cover it. I’ve already reread this fic like 3 times and each chapter just gets better & better

Eyes of the Gods Masterlist

Pairing - Caracalla x fem!Reader, Geta x fem!Reader, Caracalla x fem!Reader x Geta

Summary - It takes only once for them to notice you. Nothing will be the same after you have caught the eyes of gods.

Warnings - minors dni, 18+, unedited, blood, background character death, gladiator fighting, dub-con, pining, obsessive affection, historical inaccuracies, mentions of past domestic violence + child abuse, induced vomiting, reader is intoxicated at certain points, threesome, possessive/obsessive/unhealthy relationships and behaviours, attempted murder, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of miscarriage (not reader’s),more to be added

Part One

Part Two

Part Three

Part Four

Part Five

Part Six

Part Seven

Part Eight

Part Nine

Part Ten

Part Eleven

Part Twelve

Mood board

Helpful Info

. Caracalla does not have syphilis in this fic - his illness is more so caused by issues at birth

. Questions/asks I have been sent about this fic are tagged with- #eyes of the gods asks - in case you want to read more tidbits and other people’s thoughts

. Lotsss of mentions of pregnancy + breeding kink but we will not actually see the Reader pregnant/giving birth (apart from one-shots) for those who hate pregnancy trope

pictures from radio times article and google

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And we are officially finished 😭🎉please let me know what you think of the final chapter - be kind because I’ve been super nervous writing it over the past few days♥️ thank you for all the support!

Update post - Just finished fully fleshing out the plan for the final chapter of Eyes of the Gods. I’ll be starting to write either later tonight or tomorrow. I’ll post updates here to let anyone who is interested know how it’s going!

Currently at 3.1k words and that concludes the first part of our final chapter. Calling it quits for tonight and I’ll continue tomorrow :)

4.7k words! Hoping to be all done tomorrow and, with a tiny bit of editing, it should be posted at some point on Thursday.

Finished!! Final look over tonight and then it should be posted tomorrow (or tonight👀) and we’re ringing in at 8.1k words 😭 I’m super nervous to share so once you read it, let me know your thoughts!!