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Hey! Back when I was reading twbg! I didn’t think Caracalla had actual feelings for Cassandra it felt more like fun / revenge / obsession / desire
But now in vestal??
Bro’s straight-up yearning for a dead girl? He’s lowkey mourning her??
It’s deranged. It’s tragic. I love it.
It is. It’s so twisted, and that’s what makes it great.
When the "little bird" enters his life, whatever he feels immediately twists into something ugly.
Not because she means nothing to him, but because he doesn’t know how to love, not in any real, healthy sense. He feels drawn to her, intrigued, even enchanted, but he doesn’t know where attraction ends and destruction begins. He confuses passion with power, desire with rage. And every time something tender stirs in him, it sparks anger instead: "You make me so angry, little bird" not because she’s done anything wrong, but because she makes him feel.
He wants to possess her. Control her. Make her belong to him. His idea of "love" doesn’t allow freedom. It contains no care, no softness, no sacrifice. Just the urge to take, to keep, to break—if that’s what it takes.
That’s why he speaks of her "fragile neck"—not because he truly wants to kill her, but because the fear of rejection, of being insignificant, twists into a need to destroy.
If he can’t be close to her, he’d rather destroy her.
And when she’s gone, it’s not release—it’s a trap. The feelings remain, but there’s nowhere to put them. This isn’t love. It’s obsession. A sickness in the shape of attachment. He doesn’t know how to let go. Not even death is enough.
So now he’s still chasing her ghost—in voices that sound a little like hers, in faces that almost match. In Livia. Who resembles her in so many ways… but isn’t her. And never will be.
Hey! Love your new fic and I've got a question. ❤️
Has Geta fallen for Livia?
she’s clearly got him hooked with her status her personality and yeah she’s definitely pulling him in. But let’s be real my Geta is far from a sweet little kitten, he’s a total piece of work. So having him obsessed with you? not exactly a win especially now that he’s spotted the gold paint on her wrists
no but seriously I’m terrified for Livia… we all see where this is going. Caracalla’s tested every boundary nothing struck him down, and now there’s no brakes on this train. The fact that she’s a Vestal Virgin just makes it 10x worse
I know 😭 I’m writing this and thinking wow this story’s way darker than the last one, what am I doing with my life, poor Livia
But like… I guess I’m just into tragic stuff
vestal (chapter III)
in which we learn that Caracalla really, really loves to pray. And Geta? Geta is furious…
summary: Livia, a young Vestal Virgin, is bound to Vesta's eternal flame and the vow of sacred duty. In Rome, it's common knowledge; touch a Vestal, and the wrath of the gods will descend upon you. But what if someone dares to defy that rule?
warnings: 18+ minors dni, dub-con, non-con
tags: darkfic, sibling rivalry, no softboys here, religious guilt, mommy issues, caracalla when i catch you!
word count: ~4k
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The Great Maiden, like the other Vestals, lived in the House of the Vestals, so it was easy enough to find her.
After listening carefully to Livia’s hurried account and reading Claudia’s letter, the High Priestess was silent for a moment. Then, her pale lips parted, and she gestured to a marble bench, inviting Livia to sit.
"Sit, child."
She herself remained standing, her gaze fixed somewhere ahead. Despite her efforts to appear welcoming, there was a barely concealed tension in her posture and unease in her eyes. Still, Livia obeyed, sitting down with her hands folded in her lap, studying the older woman, trying to understand what troubled her.
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vestal (chapter II)
…in which Geta acts like an utter buffoon, and the ginger cat—well, acts like a ginger cat.
summary: Livia, a young Vestal Virgin, is bound to Vesta's eternal flame and the vow of sacred duty. In Rome, it's common knowledge; touch a Vestal, and the wrath of the gods will descend upon you. But what if someone dares to defy that rule?
warnings: 18+ minors dni, dubcon
tags: caracalla is a freak, darkfic, no softboys here
word count: ~3k
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On one of those warm, cozy days, Livia sat in her chamber in the House of the Vestals, just a short walk from the temple. Caesonia lay at her feet, reading aloud from Hesiod, while Livia slowly braided her hair, slipping into a light trance. The steady rhythm of her sworn sister’s voice lulled her, and every so often, she startled, lifting her head to keep from drifting off.
"You’re falling asleep!" Caesonia exclaimed, breaking off mid-sentence. "Is this how you study?" Her tone was scolding, but not entirely serious. They had been sitting there since dawn, and for most of that time, Livia had listened diligently.
"Sorry, I’m listening," she mumbled, trying to gather her thoughts as she straightened up, letting go of her sister’s hair.
"No, this won’t do. Let’s go get some fresh air."
caracalla in this fic be like:
I LAUGHED IRL
love that Livia’s got more bite and actually pushed back BUT I FEEL LIKE HE ONLY LIKED THAT EVEN MORE 😭😭 and yeah… is she actually catching feelings lol?
I’m afraid her fighting back just turned him on even more 💀 With Cassandra the defiance was quiet (she’s naturally gentle and reserved) but it was still there. Like she did shyly and silently run off that balcony, lmao. And she kept saying no making it clear every single time that she wasn’t into him. It’s so frustrating yk 🙄 …
Livia on the other hand is way more confident and fiery. It’s still a challenge just wrapped differently—and he’s eating it up
Livia didn’t exactly fall for him. It’s more like «Oh no, the guy I can’t stand—the insolent pompous prick—is stupidly gorgeous, what the hell 😭»
vestal (chapter II)
…in which Geta acts like an utter buffoon, and the ginger cat—well, acts like a ginger cat.
summary: Livia, a young Vestal Virgin, is bound to Vesta's eternal flame and the vow of sacred duty. In Rome, it's common knowledge; touch a Vestal, and the wrath of the gods will descend upon you. But what if someone dares to defy that rule?
warnings: 18+ minors dni, dubcon
tags: caracalla is a freak, darkfic, no softboys here
word count: ~3k
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On one of those warm, cozy days, Livia sat in her chamber in the House of the Vestals, just a short walk from the temple. Caesonia lay at her feet, reading aloud from Hesiod, while Livia slowly braided her hair, slipping into a light trance. The steady rhythm of her sworn sister’s voice lulled her, and every so often, she startled, lifting her head to keep from drifting off.
"You’re falling asleep!" Caesonia exclaimed, breaking off mid-sentence. "Is this how you study?" Her tone was scolding, but not entirely serious. They had been sitting there since dawn, and for most of that time, Livia had listened diligently.
"Sorry, I’m listening," she mumbled, trying to gather her thoughts as she straightened up, letting go of her sister’s hair.
"No, this won’t do. Let’s go get some fresh air."
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King Aegon I
my commission by @trupniy
really loved the beginning of the new story! finding out she’s cassandra’s sister threw me off a bit feels like this poor family is doomed 😭😭 when can we expect the next part ? I’m dying to know what happens next
basically wiped out a whole family just because he could 💀 next part will drop Sunday or Monday depends on how it goes
looks like you don’t like happy endings 🤭 I’m dying to see what happens next because I read about what he did to the Vestals under his rule and damn what a fucking bastard he was
😭😭 no happy endings on my watch
Yeah there were a few emperors who clearly didn’t care about sacred oaths and defiled the Vestals and Caracalla was one of them. He was such a little shit. The worst part? He set up a fake trial against them accusing them of breaking their vows but not a single guy got charged so everyone basically knew it was him.
It didn’t help that as emperor and Pontifex Maximus he had full control over the order and could mess with the trial however he liked. The poor Vestal when they were taking her to her execution shouted "I’m innocent, and the emperor knows it!" which made it crystal clear that he was behind the whole thing. Just tragic.
vestal (chapter I)
summary: Livia, a young Vestal Virgin, is bound to Vesta’s eternal flame and the vow of sacred duty. In Rome, it’s common knowledge; touch a Vestal, and the wrath of the gods will descend upon you. But what if someone dares to defy that rule?
warnings: 18+ minors dni, dubcon, violence, blood
tags: caracalla is a freak, darkfic, no softboys here
word count: ~3k
"No vow of chastity or sacred duty could restrain him who deemed himself a god, for he believed himself above the laws that bind mere mortals."
-Decimus Rufus, Gods Among Men: The Erosion of Roman Law.
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"This is wrong!" Livia protested, though her outrage came more from personal feeling than from a desire to argue with her mentor. "There are countless priests for that!"
Caesonia, her sworn sister, was ten years older, but always so gentle and easy to talk to that Livia could be honest with her. As long as no one else found out.
"You know how things are," Caesonia said, her voice flat with boredom as she absentmindedly smoothed an invisible wrinkle on her snow-white tunic, making it clear that the matter was settled. "The emperors want to win back the people’s love, and what does the crowd love more than the games?"
maybe a silly question but do you have a song that you associate with this fic? I’m curious
I have no idea how, but Salvatore—a beautiful, almost childlike melody mixed with lyrics about soft ice cream and dying by the hand of a foreign man happily—
like, she literally dies at the hands of her lover but still calls him my king and ciao amore… the whole thing has such an eerie, psychotic, yet insanely sad and tragic vibe. I love it.
heyyy I’m obsessed with your fic! what’s the new story about?? 👁️👁️ can’t wait for it!!
Heyyy! I’m sooo happy that people actually like it, thanks a ton for the kind words!
I’m not gonna spill all the tea yet, but the new story is directly linked to TWBG! and some stuff that went down at the end is super connected to what’s coming next (for example, what Geta did 🤡)