This is a PSA that Lex Foster canonically uses She/They pronouns (or at least Angela Giarratana headcanons Lex to. However, I think there's this sort of unwritten rule that if the actor headcanons something about the character they play, it is generally accepted as pseudocanon)

Also Lex was high throughout the entirety of act one of Black Friday which is probably why she came around to Frank's bullshit during our doors are open LMAO.

Bonus: a wip I'm working on atm

OCTAVIA AND KLEOPATRA

listen it's like. cleopatra had gifts put aside for octavia. and livia, but that's not as interesting to me. there's an implication, and outline, of some kind of relationship, and that not all hope was lost there. yet.

Octavia Minor and the Transition from Republic to Empire, Katrina Moore

however. octavia is made of the same cloth as her brother. octavian said roman dominance: be consumed or get buried, and octavia took that directive in her hands and open mouth kissed it with tongue. mark antony never stood a chance, but this isn't about him. he was already buried, kleopatra stayed a moment longer, and octavia outlived them both. it's checkmate or nothing, baby!

Will forever be mad that MXTX dropped the fact that Hua Cheng had a female form and refused to elaborate

GIF by sarcasmcloud

found family

luis really is “i’d rather die than confess my feelings” because he literally gets stabbed midway through “you know that means we’re almost—“

thinking about Jason never being the hero of his own story. he's a supporting character for piper and Percy and Leo and Apollo. his tragic final stand is part of Apollo's story. it's so fascinating actually because while Thalia thrives by and benefits from never being the main character, Jason gets failed by the gods and doomed by the narrative.

The Seasons of Baxter Alexander Ward

Baxter as a child is Winter. Reserved, sharp, distant, cold. The capability to cut people away as easy as breathing needs a fierce, but cold, heart and mind. The need the cold to make the decisions for others around you. Winter is strong and determined and stubborn and selfish. Winter knows it is hated, and so knows it’s worth, so why would Winter listen to anything else? So, Winter freezes, and Winter stays.

The Summer of 2016, Baxter after the Summer he got a taste of, this man is Winter still, if not colder again.  To have Summer, the one thing you’ve always wanted, and still shun it, requires the reserved nature of Winter. And so, Winter still doesn’t thaw.

Spring blooms for Baxter once he takes true control of his life. A life sheltered by darkness and expectation, he learns to sprout new roots and take in the sun that has tried to shine his way for many years. It took courage to recognize the steps he needed to take, and so he reaches for his independence, cuts away the rotting roots and takes a step into the sun. Spring thaws the Winter and gives way to a new life. Spring brings the blooms and breathe of fresh air to allow for the sharpness to dull, the cold to thaw, and the distance to start being shorter.

But Summer can never truly come to one still so afraid. So, Summer comes, and goes, circling him like the earth circles the sun, but never touches him. Summer is something he can try to fake, wear as a mask, but never truly live. Someone who was Winter for so long, how could he fool himself to think Summer would be a life he could have.  So, he stays content, the thawed Winter that burst into Spring, but cannot take the next step towards the warmth of Summer, no matter how much he wants to.

Summer… His Summer is you. Summer appears in front of him, blinding and warming and what he has wanted all this time. Though he tried to run, for fear of what Summer could bring, Summer always comes. When he finally gave it a chance and let Summer into his life, his journey continues into the happiness and freedom he as always wanted. For that is what Summer is; Freedom, happiness and Love. His Summer is the love of his life, and Summer could be a Spring, Autumn, Summer or a Winter, but no matter which one, you shine like Summer to him.

So, this man of the forest, who lived through each season and learnt his way through each of them, settles into Autumn. Calmness, content, and happy. The cozy warmth that holds to you and basks in the radiance that Summer brought. His journey came to an end, he experienced the cycle of the seasons, each guiding him and forming him into the person he is now. And he is finally, truly happy. Autumn, the patina of golds, reds and yellows, that bring warmth and a smile to his face. He only got here because of the Summer that entered his life. He happily lives his life in Autumn, in the comfort of that love.

DUDE YOUR FEM MAC AND DENNIS DESIGNS ARE. GOD TIER. Like I am FEASTING whenever I look at them they look SO GOOD

got me cheesin, thank you!❤️

Day 4: «When on Earth was the last time you even fit into that?»

For @spaus-week because I'm ((unlicensed)) H*bsburg historian and closet h*talia veteran and im about to make it everyone else's problem

Franz I/II's proportions under the cut

my roman empire. btw

drowning in the black brothers right now, the usual 3am horrors

CAESAR AUGUSTUS AND MARCUS LICINIUS CRASSUS

this is about the spolia opima that crassus was robbed of lmao. like, yeah okay octavian could've asked him not to claim it, but nevertheless. a kind of theft happened there.

Fact and Fiction: Crassus, Augustus, and the Spolia Opima, Catherine McPherson

can i be vulnerable. i don’t know what the fuck it means for something to be “my roman empire”

i'm only seventeen / i don't know anything / but i know i miss you

angry at the oscars barbie nominations but in an annoyinger way (i think nominating ryan reynolds makes sense but the best picture and best supporting actress noms are ridiculous)