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#in case it wasn't clear <3
How often do you think about the Roman Empire?
Let's make a simple question needlessly difficult for fun and profit! Well, maybe not profit. But definitely fun!
What exactly was the Roman empire? Do you define it as a government centered on Rome, directly governing non-Roman territories? Because if so, the empire must've existed by the end of the first Punic War, when Rome acquired its first provinces. Maybe even earlier, depending on whether you count Rome's de facto control of Italy as an empire...But the Italians probably would have disagreed! I think about the post-Punic period all the time.
Or maybe you define "the Roman empire" as the period when Rome had an emperor and autocratic government. This era is usually said to start with Augustus, and contrasts with the republican government before it. By this definition, I think about the Roman republic much more than the empire.
But the Roman empire wasn't just a government structure, since that government changed considerably from the age of Augustus to Diocletian's tetrarchy and beyond. And it wasn't just defined by its territory, because the Byzantines considered themselves "the Roman empire" and so did most of their contemporaries, even after they lost control of Rome.
What about defining the Roman empire by its culture? Also difficult: by the age of Cicero, ~75% of Rome's inhabitants were descended from non-Roman slaves and freedmen (Gruen, LGRR 1974, p. 361), and "Roman" culture became a patchwork of many peoples, customs and religions. It diverged into even more cultures over time.
So, how often do I think about the Roman empire? Well, I grew up in a country governed by a Senate. I write with the Roman alphabet, and hear a Latin-based language every time I go out to buy broccoli (first cultivated by the Romans), or turn on the radio (named after the Latin radius). My parents sent me to a Roman Catholic school, and if I commit a crime I'll be hauled in front of a Roman-style court trial.
The empire's not around anymore, whatever definition you use. But Roman things are everywhere, whether we think of them as "Roman" or not. I get curious, I ask questions. I can't help but think about them!
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enbysiriusblack · 21 days
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super helpful tips for non-english fic writers writing a marauder fic (set in england):
the characters can never say 'mate' too much. (especially if they're working class). there is no limit to the word 'mate'.
slag is a much more common word to use than slut or whore
you could drive an hour away and no longer understand anyone's accent. there is a lot of english accents
non-londoners think londoners think they're better than everyone else
the north/south divide is still existent but was much more so in the 70s. northerners saw southerners as posh wankers and southerners saw northerners as poor and dumber. the midlands gets ignored.
everywhere is hilly. you think there can't possibly be a hill? there is. flat ground is nonexistent.
sometimes it doesn't rain. we go to the beach and talk about how great the weather is (even if it's still cold. at least it isn't tipping it down)
wetherspoons (affectionately known as 'spoons') is not just a pub/restaurant. its a lifestyle. it's home. it's also sticky, always filled with middle aged men drinking pints, and you have to walk a mile and go through a maze to find the toilets.
we're strangely obsessed with lidl bakery and greggs.
in terms of the middle class and upper class marauder characters- idrk, but my old friend was rich and she had a bear skinned rug and ate a lot of quiches, so do with that what you will
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dreaminginmysoup · 1 year
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this genuinely may be the most cursed thing I've ever drawn
anyway, Infinite and his 3 Chaos Emerald Smoking Partners
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saltpepperbeard · 11 months
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yes but do you miss ed so much that you made him on stardew valley and plopped him into a water-centric farm called queen anne and gave him a cat named frenchie ✌️😔
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kittykat5090 · 1 year
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why the fuck is there vocaloid music in a marvel movie what the fuuuuuuuck
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angeart · 15 days
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dropping this hhau mini rp snippet out of context and running—
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death loop. that's a phrase grian didn't think will ever again apply to them. because dying was meant to only happen once.
an electric current runs down his spine as the phrase bounces around in his head, with all its held-in possibilities. they can die over and over and over again. and they'd still be here. alive through it all.
grian pauses in his attack, pulls a little higher, supporting his weight with his arms braced by each side of scar's head as he looks down at him. (he just wants to see him.) grian's face is flushed, eyes bright, but his expression shifts, from unbridled joy to something more tamed. tentative and soft and incredibly, irresistibly hopeful.
"we're going to live," he says suddenly, with so much unprecedented clarity in his voice.
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nocturnalazure · 2 months
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noajennifers · 11 months
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as you sunk your teeth into me.
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artnoutdraws · 2 months
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Dark Urge & Karlach's honeymoon (?)
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earthmoonz · 9 months
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WIFEY. | EPISODE TWO (3.2)
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(CORA): Hey Max, have you got a sec?
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sighonaraa · 7 days
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🌹🌹🌹
For whatever your heart desires <3
(altho ngl your the bear posts are steadily convincing me I need to watch it so if you happen to have anything related to that I meannn… not gonna complain lol)
YES. YES. MY PROPAGANDA IS WORKING. please do watch the bear it is very good and will make you deeply unwell. highly recommend.
for you, here's a bit from the first chapter of Things Are Different Since You've Been Here Last (the carmy goes to live with donna for a few weeks and has a uh. a Very Very Bad Time. and then gets hugged about it. fic). it's a bit um. it's a bit long so i put some of it under the cut sjkdlfj.
“You were distracted, Carmy,” Syd says, so firmly that the hot, mean spill of words pressing up against the boundary of Carmy’s lips gets suffocated and dies. “You didn’t set a timer, and you grabbed that thing without mitts. Sure, the—the burn isn’t that bad—actually, I don’t know if I trust you, lemme see that—” Carmy’s ribs constrict. I don’t know if I trust you. His vision swims. Vaguely, he recognizes Syd taking a step towards him and without purposefully meaning to he takes a step back from her. “No, don’t,” he begins and then stops because he can’t quite figure out where he wants that sentence to go. “I said it’s fucking fine. I can handle it.” “I know you can handle it, you big baby, but you’re clearly not with it right now—” “I’m fucking with it,” Carmy snaps, curling his arm to his chest. Animal caught in the trap. He’s felt like that a lot recently. Like he’s stuck in a cage and there are eyes everywhere just watching, waiting for him to fuck up so they can wash their hands of him and leave and never return. The fist in his chest tightens, squeezing the breath from his lungs. He can’t—he can’t—he can’t. He can’t. “It was one mistake, okay, and I said I’m fucking sorry so can you please just drop it?” He’s aware of how he sounds and he still can’t stop it. All he can do is stare at Syd warily, daring her to come closer, wishing that she would, until she shakes her head with such quiet disappointment that it’s like a punch to the stomach. “Heard, Chef,” she says, already turning on her heel to go drop her bag off and change. “Consider it dropped.” Breathe. In. Breathe. Out. Do not fucking pass out. Yeah, those black spots are normal. Happens every time I can’t breathe. Yeah, I can’t breathe a lot sometimes. Happens every time I’m a jackass. Happens every time I ruin something good. No big deal.
Carmy presses up against the edge of the countertop, the dull pressure to the small of his back enough to ground him even as the world seems to fall away beneath him. The heels of his palms go to his eyes, push into the sockets. It hurts, then, his hand—the contact of it to his face, igniting the faint burn to a fierce throb. But it’s. Deserved, probably. He should be in pain. He should be in as much pain as he causes everybody else. “She doesn’t trust you. Nobody trusts you, because everything that you are is worthless, including your word. Do you hear me? Nod so I know that you’re hearing me.” Carmy nods into the cradle of his palms. “Say, yes, Chef, everything that I am is worthless.” “Yes, Chef,” he whispers. “Everything that I am is worthless.” The dark behind his eyes accepts it as the truth, and so does he. A shuddery inhale rattles through him, through vein and blood and spine and throat, and he lifts his head from his hands and goes to clean up the spilled loaf. There’s crumbs all over the place that he mops up using a damp paper towel, and the loaf itself goes in the trash. Waste. Such a fucking waste. No wonder Marcus thought he needed help bandaging a cut. No wonder Syd doesn’t trust him. More flour. He’ll do better. More oil. He’ll be better. More yeast. He’ll make up for it. More water. He’ll make up for everything.
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thorne1435 · 9 months
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Nah this is working as intended actually. Tav is canonically a bard and Durge is a dragonborn sorcerer by default.
Those are both charisma-based classes, in 5e. The player character is just incredibly charming.
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imperatoralicia · 3 months
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When my druid companions are shapeshifted into dinosaurs, this is all that goes through my head.
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mfshipbracket · 1 year
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You know for a fact that with different match-ups the semi finalists would have been Aragorn x Arwen, Doctor x Rose, Gomez x Morticia, and Westley x Buttercup. The fact that you've already pitted them against eachother in and before the quarter finals feels like a rigged bracket...
i wanted to see tenrose and westercup die. is that what you want me to say? i wanted to string tenrose and westercup shippers along and lead them like lambs to their elimination slaughter. i was the puppetmaster controlling the strings behind the arawen tenrose neck and neck battle and i knew the whole time that arawen would come out on top. is that the confession you're looking for? what do you want man we're just some funny little guys running a silly little ship bracket and we're about to go on vacation; do you really think we have the time or intimate knowledge of human behavior and fandom popularity to rig a poll on purpose? c'mon.
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angeart · 10 days
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The last time they were separated to our knowledge, I see your slight teasing 👀
Anything to do with that line at the end of mimic reunion rambles about Scar maybe not having a choice about not separating again?
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yes hi it's me i'm guilty of teasing again oops
mhm. mhm. yep.
no matter how hard scar tries to make sure it never happens again after that mimic incident, maybe he won't even be there to be able to influence that decision when it happens next. maybe someone else will make it for him.
maybe some things go very bad, and it all spirals, and some things are said, and threats are made, and—
and maybe scar isn't there to watch this happen.
maybe scar has no idea that grian is cornered and everything's crashing down around him.
maybe by the time he realises something's wrong, it's already too late
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treesbian · 17 days
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me in my little outfit ^_^ 3 steps** removed from drag queenery (i don't have base makeup a wig or fake nails and/or gloves. those are the three steps. wait lashes. ok 4 steps.)
**4 steps
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