#duro x castus

[frozenmemories1987]

First lines game

Thank you @lakritzwolf for tagging me!

Rules: share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.

My most recent ten fics:

"Hey, Egghead. Can we talk?"

Bro Code - Nagron Moder AU - Spartacus

"No need to be so cocky about it," Lugo grumbles when Auctus fastens the buckle of his heavy leather cuffs.

Tie Me Down, part of the collection Between The Lines - Lugo/Auctus modern AU - Spartacus

Storms were howling outside their little home as Nasir burrowed into Agron’s side for warmth.

Chapter 6 of To Peace and Beyond - Nagron post canon collection - Spartacus

"Duro! What the fuck are these?"

In the Eye of the Beholder - Duro/Auctus modern AU drabble - Spartacus

"Would that I could breathe you in forever." 

Unearthed Desires - Duro/Auctus/Chadara threesome pwp - Spartacus

"Happy birthday, pup."

Case In Point - Duro/Auctus modern AU - Spartacus

This had never been meant to happen.

What Could Have Been - Auctus/Pietros canon divergence - Spartacus

"Take fucking hands off me, I am of no need for assistance!"

Winesong - Duro/Castus - Spartacus

Nasir loves waking up to the insistent press of Agron’s not so subtle morning wood against the small of his back while Agron lazily wraps himself closer around him.

Forty - Nagron modern AU - Spartacus

Lugo growled deep in his throat at the sight before him. 

A Taste of Something More - Lugo/Auctus - Spartacus

Hmmm... I would have thought there was at least one non Spartacus fic in there... Oh well

Tagging my CSI fam anyway ❤️

@telltaleclerk, @jencsi, @panchostokes as well as @kallisto-k, @stormkpr, @obscureenthusiast and @damnabledimples

#tag game #writing #fanfiction #my fics #nagron #lugo x auctus #duro x auctus #auctus x pietros #duro x castus #chaduro #duro x auctus x chadara

[castus-the-pirate]

continued from X

untamed-german-pup

Duro went still at the change in subject, eyes returning to the pirate. He crossed his arms over his chest, snorting softly.

He had no idea why he remained so close to Castus, coming to his side many times until he woke, helping tend his bandages, allowing him the courtesy of his ear while he spoke foul possibilities of Agron. The man was lively at parties, they had shared drink once or twice. There was nothing else between them.

But even still, the thanks left him mildly flustered. It took a brief moment for words to find him.

“You are alive because of the medicus. I merely carried you. You owe me nothing.”

“You think I would not have left this world has you not found me? I feel as though I must have been close to death.” He said, there was a little charm in his tone. 

The boy was getting flustered and whilst he lacked the beauty of a blushing Nasir, he held his own virtues. Castus had never been one to settle, he had a boy at almost every port was the joke on ship but none had made his heart beart or veins alight with fire as Nasir did. This boy, Duro, he held an attraction none the less. Castus had noticed it before and his injured state didn’t prevent him from seeing this day.  “You said you visited much, you feared for my survival?” 

@untamed-german-pup

#Duro

[agron-rebel-general]

| Trust In Me |

Continued from X

tiberius-nasir

Given his snarky reply earlier, Nasir would admit he deserved the sarcasm, but there was still a sting that he felt in the depths of his chest. The bitter words from Agron’s mouth pained him, not because of what was said, but rather the way he said it. With contempt. The kind of tone Agron took with Crixus, not him.

Nasir thought about his words for a moment as he tossed the wet cloth into a basin before turning to face Agron properly. Nasir’s face was a complex mixture of emotions. Sorrow, desperation, anger, fear, surrender. His dark eyes searched Agron’s in a hopeless attempt to quell the temper that resided there. How could he attempt to mend this rift if Agron would not believe the words from his mouth?

“Is anger still directed toward me?” He asked plainly and without rhetoric or accusations. “What would you propose I do in order to restore trust?… or perhaps there is none left?” He felt defeated somehow. This was not his fault, yet maybe it was. Maybe complete freedom was too much to ask in this world. Surely every man was a slave to something or someone even while being labeled as ‘free’. Unlike Chadara, Nasir had not wanted to stand at Agron’s side simply because he meant safety and protection, but because Agron had loved him for who he was instead of who he was told to be. Despite his shortcomings, Agron was gentle and honest, fierce and loyal, fair and concerned for the people he looked after. All of these qualities Nasir had rarely encountered before.

He had paused for sometime, sitting in silence, eyes downcast to the tiles under his feet. Finally, he quietly concluded, “I swear to you, Agron, I have not broken trust with you…”

@agron-rebel-general

Agron remained silent, not answering Nasir’s first question -- though uncertain as to whether his partner expected a response to it. Nor did he answer the next regarding there not being any trust left. And the final words. Swearing to him that he had not broken trust. Agron slightly clenched his jaw, his eyes not resting on Nasir but was completely focused on what the other had said. “To love, is to fear the loss of it,” he began, knowing it was seemingly unrelated, but . . . he owed Nasir an explanation he supposed. “A fucking fear that tears at heart every moment we are upon field of battle.” Every time there was a fight, or battle . . . Agron would fear losing Nasir. Not due to any lacking skill on his lover’s part. 

But, just because he had failed in protecting Duro and the cost had been watching his brother die in his arms. He would not survive Nasir’s death. Or loss. “Thought of losing you to another has never come to mind.” Until now. The unspoken, but understood words. Agron figured he didn’t need to say them. He saw the way Nasir looked at Castus. Had Agron truly believed it was solely one sided . . . perhaps he would not have reacted so strongly. But the fear made him irrational. Somewhere, in the back of his mind perhaps he knew that. Though still made no apology for it. 

@tiberius-nasir

#agron #nasir #nagron #spartacus rp #spartacus #role play #tiberius-nasir #trust in me #loook at aggie #trying to open up about stuffs #use nice words man!! #... #he still has lots to make up for #but he's trying... #stubborn german

[antiquecompass]

Fic Drabble: Paint Me, Duro/Castus for Kuriositet

“If you quote Titanic I will hurt you,” Duro said. He glared at Castus from his seat. “I’m serious.” Castus laughed, which was unfucking fair when Duro was bare-ass naked under his robe sitting on a cold stool. He could’ve at least let Duro have some dignity. “I’m pretty sure that’s supposed to be your line,” Castus said. He sharpened one of the pencils in his hand. “And you lost that bet, so drop the robe.” Duro frowned. “How about you use your fucking imagination instead. I agreed to be your model; I never agreed to be nude.” One of Castus’ eyebrows went up past the brim of his hat. “I’ve seen your hairy ass run down the street in nothing but shower sandals and this freaks you out?” “Hey, I had on shoes and it was a lap of victory,” Duro huffed. “This is different.” Castus put down his pencil and walked over. He tilted Duro’s chin up and carefully teased his lips, softly, meant to soothe rather than seduce. “Hey,” he said. His hands trailed down Duro’s throat to rest inside the fold of his robe, fingers teasing the metal bars through Duro’s nipples. “You’ve done this for me plenty of times before. Why so shy?” Duro leaned forward, into Castus’ hands, and rested his forehead on Castus’ chest. “It’s just...the other times were for you. This is for your class. Your professor is going to see it. Your classmates will see it. My brother will see it. We’re in a fucking studio that’s not our home. I can’t just fall asleep on our bed while you do your thing. I’m on display here and I’m just a little fucking embarrassed about it, okay?” “Okay,” Castus agreed. He stepped back and pulled off his hat and placed it to the side. He pulled off his shirt, then started to unbuckle his belt when Duro’s mind caught up. “What’re you doing?” he asked. “Chadara’s taking pictures of the city from her apartment for her project. It’s why she’s not in the studio with us right now. If you’re going to be naked and worried about my class seeing you; I’m going to be naked and letting Chadara get a picture of my bare ass while I paint you.” “That’s a whole new definition of standing by your man,” Duro said. He couldn’t fault Castus’ logic or dedication though. “Fine, but you keep my brother far away from this.” Castus saluted him before he dropped his jeans. He tapped his bare foot on the floor as he expectantly looked at Duro. “I’m waiting.” “Oh no, I get to watch you walk back first,” Duro said. Seeing the dimples above Castus’ ass move in the generous natural light coming in through the windows was worth the moments of self-doubt. Duro couldn’t look at him as he slipped the robe off. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath as he sat back down on the stool. “If you decide to show you inner-Picasso with this one I will also hurt you,” Duro said. He opened his eyes to find Castus giving him that look. “Fuck you, do not do that now while Chadara is somewhere, probably with a telephoto lens.” Castus just blew him a kiss and got back to work.

#kuriositet #duro x castus #castus x duro #fandom: spartacus #my ridic writing

[frozenmemories1987]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Spartacus Series (TV), Spartacus: War of the Damned Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castus/Duro Characters: Castus (Spartacus), Duro (Spartacus) Additional Tags: Episode: s03e03 Men of Honor, Smut, Fluff, Duro Lives (Spartacus), Rare Pairings Summary:

Nasir's loss is another man's gain.

Or:

What happens to Castus once Agron storms off with Nasir?

#my fic #casturo #castus x duro #spartacus #castus #duro #nagron #(just mentioned) #duro x castus #spartacus starz #smut #rarepair

[agron-rebel-general]

| Regrets and Amends |

Continued from X 

tiberius-nasir

His palm moved to run through Agron’s hair, which was getting a bit scruffy and would need a trim soon. He thought back to the various times the pair of them would groom and preen each other, laughing and engaged in lively conversation. It was such a simple thing, such a mundane task that it didn’t seem worthy of remembrance, but for Nasir, it was precious time spent with Agron. The same Agron who was strong and reliable, but also human and forever lusting for battle. Nasir thought he had come to grips with the possibility of Agron dying, but the way he felt now, after coming so close to that reality, he wasn’t fine at all. He was, in fact, far from it.

He frowned, worried brows hovering over dark eyes. Listening to Agron forgive him with such ease, it was too much. It was more than he deserved after engaging with Castus. At the time he thought Agron but a jealous fool, but if only he had paid better attention to the pain it must have caused him. Enough pain to leave him behind. Hot tears stung at his eyes as he bit his lip to keep it from trembling.

“Apologies, Agron,” He sniffled. “My gaze to Castus should not have been as such…” Nasir moved his palms to gently cover Agron’s eyes, shielding them, for he knew Agron would comfort him if he were to cry and he certainly didn’t deserve it. “I fear I caused deeper wounds to heart than battle to body.”

@agron-rebel-general

Despite Nasir shielding Agron’s eyes, he could hear it in his lover’s voice. The emotion. The tears. It made Agron’s heart ache, at being cause for it. At being returned in such a way. The topic of Castus was indeed a sensitive one. Agron had been willing to let Nasir go so that he may find a life of happiness, one that could very well lead to the arms of Castus. It was the only way he knew how to truly free Nasir. And yet here he was; trapping him yet again. Agron took in his words, remaining silent for a few moments before he lifted a hand to Nasir’s that covered his eyes, slowly trailing his lover’s hand down his chest to rest over his still beating heart. 

“You are my heart.” So whatever wounds may have been caused, more so of Agron’s doing he knew . . . the only thing that kept it beating right now, was Nasir. His hand then moved up, gently brushing away whatever tears may have fallen, inwardly cursing at the limited movement of his hand, unable to curl his fingers the way he wanted to. “Would that I be able to offer life that he could. One free of blood and battle. A life you deserve.” Because he knew that Nasir surely did not want such a life as the current one they had. One filled with this blood shed. And Castus could offer him that. He represented a great deal that Agron did not, and Agron believed that it was why he was so drawn to the man. One thing was for fucking certain, that no one, could love Nasir as much as Agron did. 

Swallowing back the emotion, Agron turned his head, so that he was not looking at Nasir, but more importantly, that Nasir was not looking at him. His head remained on his lover’s lap, but it faced forward, looking at nothing in particular as he felt his eyes well with tears. “Duro is gone from this world because of life I inflicted upon him.” Instead of just fleeing and finding safe place to raise him, they had remained with their tribe. Which led to eventual capture. And thus, Duro’s death. He did not often speak of his brother, but he felt the weight of his death on his conscience. “I wished to free you of shared fate,” Of Nasir dying because of this life. The thought, the words, the conversation, making it impossible to stop the tear from falling from Agron’s eye. 

@tiberius-nasir

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