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I figured it would be easier to make a separate masterlist for this writing challenge. As always, thank you @clonexreaderbingo for hosting this. It’s a treat and I am behind (as usual) but I am determined to get through it!!!!
thank you for the orthodox christmas wish! my family is rastafarian (my grandparents are most connected to it) and they celebrate it, i never seen another person acknowledge it before lol
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Heyyyy ya of course! I celebrate my Christmas today because I’m Coptic 😁😁 but you’re right, not many people are aware of the Orthodox calendar.
Wishing everyone who celebrates Christmas today a very blessed Feast of Nativity! May the joys of this feast bring peace, love and prosperity to your families and friends.
Pairing: General Marcus Acacius x Fem!Reader Words: 1858 Warning: None. Necromancy and Witchcraft. Major Character Death. Chapter Summary: A pair of sorrow-filled eyes greet him when he wakes, and only when he parts his lips to breathe does he realize where he is, or rather, where he isn’t. A/N: Watching this movie on the last day of the year was a life-altering experience! Side note, if anyone knows how to make tags work on here, please let me know. I am a little out of practice.
a/n: I am genuinely obsessed with Marcus Acacius and the thought of him being a gladiator and wanting nothing but you? Imagine? Ughhhh I just want him so bad 😩, please feel free to send in thots, requests, even just musings about him 💕 not beta’d and barely proofread!
Warnings; 18+ no minors, vague but big-legal age gap, piv sex, dirty talk, special contraceptive tea, girlie and her bestie gossiping about Marcus and his skills, body / breast worship, Marcus and girlie are really fucking into one another, very possessive of one another in the best way (reader is a slave so there is a power imbalance but so is Marcus), gladiatorial violence, nothing graphic- let me know if I missed any!
She is short with you when you greet her back in the main house. There is a look in her eye, a nervous flitting about your form and it falls into place when she beckons you closer; it is worry.
“Did he hurt you? Was he rough in his taking of you?” She gestures to one of the other girls that attended her, calling for something while looking over the parts of you not covered by fabric.
“No Domina, he was very gentle, mostly.” Head bowed in deference, you turn and show her that you are in fact whole, albeit pleasantly sore.
a/n: Something a little different, I am obsessed with General Marcus and the idea of him becoming a gladiator. Hope you enjoy this other world I want to live in lol, no beta and barely proofread!
Warnings; 18+ no minors, vague but big-legal age gap, piv sex, dirty talk, body / breast worship-Marcus gives it so right🤤, hand-stuff - female rec'g, taking of virginity, (reader is a slave so there is a power imbalance but so is Marcus), gladiatorial violence, nothing graphic- let me know if I missed any!
The crowd roars loud enough to deafen, the sound of it like a great wave threatening to wash you out to sea but it’s nothing new, you’re used to it. The house you serve, have served since birth, has done well for itself in recent years, all thanks to one Gladiator.
Marcus Acacius, the champion of the house of Romulus.
Hi, thanks for continuously expanding the story of The General. I like reading it. :) I'm just wondering if you might feel like writing kind of like sci/fi time travel troupe where a woman (willfull and stubborn) from the present gets transported back to ancient Rome and meets Marcus Acacius. How would their dynamics be?
Warnings; threat of violence, language, shifting POV, plenty of historical inaccuracies I’m sure lol
Pairing; Marcus Acacius x Modern F!reader (time travel shenanigans)
Word count; 1.4k
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The sigh doesn’t fix anything, but it helps with the frustration. So you let out another one, deeper than the original while you gather your wits. This was Rome, a massive city with millions of tourists trekking through it just like you, surely if they could do it without getting hopelessly lost, you could too.
I am a sucker for time travel and this, this right here was perfect. And the way it begins with a maze, in true ancient fashion. Yessssss, and the instant bickering is truly a cherry on top. And boy am I looking forward to where this will go if you decide to write more. If no, I just love hte confusion regardless because it’s kinda funny in an anxiety inducing kind of way.
a/n: I still have so many asks for this man, and I have not forgotten them! Thank you to everyone who voted, to everyone who takes the time to comment and reblog on my posts. You have no idea how you all have reinvigorated my love for writing, a million hugs and cuddles for all of you. I always welcome any and all comments and questions or deep dives! This isn’t beta’d, barely proofread. Hope you enjoy 💕xo
Warnings; 18+ no minors, vague but big-legal age gap, piv sex, dirty talk, let me know if I missed any!
The sun was oppressive. It beat down with a vengeance and the fan in your hand did nothing to alleviate the waves of heat permeating the market. You had half a mind to head right back to the villa, to ask Marcus to bring you on another day when you could focus on anything other than the drops of sweat sliding down your spine, making your new robes stick to your skin. Or the way the stiff leather sandals on your feet rubbed your ankles raw.
a/n: The premiere look was a literal gift from the Gods, truly fantastic stuff. With that said, of course I had to work on the next chapter of The General and his Girlwife. This isn’t the end for them, there is still so much life for them and I have a whole inbox full of amazing asks (I promise I haven’t forgotten about them!) to get through, and I always welcome any and all comments and questions or deep dives! Hope you enjoy 💕xo
Warnings; 18+ no minors, vague but big-legal age gap, piv sex, dirty talk, Marcus eats pussy because he’s a KING, lactation kink, creampie, Marcus gets emotional, pregnancy and baby stuff, childbirth and some graphic descriptions of pain, talks of infertility, **FEELINGS** let me know if I missed any!
The ritual had been completed, and a week later–life had gone back to normal. The two of you had vowed to put it out of your mind until the Gods made their intentions for you clear.
Marcus, however, was leaving; he’d been called on by the Emperor for a tour, and he had no choice but to accept.
a/n: So. This is a big one lol. It’s not the end of their story, it’s just a different chapter. I still welcome any and all requests for them, taking place before, and after this chapter. These two have become so important to me and a lot of you and I am so happy to delve into any aspect of their lives. (for the ritual, I borrowed heavily from one of my favourite shows but added my own little twists. Things I thought would add to the story.) This takes place directly after the last chapter and I’ve incorporated a few of the asks into it, hopefully you enjoy. Can’t wait to see what you all thought!
Warnings; 18+ no minors, vague but big-legal age gap, piv sex, dirty talk, body worship-Marcus gives his girl a nice massage, *FEELINGS* Huge shift in their relationship, grief, deals with loss (miscarriage), talks of infertility, ancient religious practices (physical examinations)- let me know if I missed any!
His fingers reach out and slide across the apple of your cheek.
“I’d like to hear you speak my name.” It’s not an order, it’s a statement and for a moment you’re lost. “I can see the conflict on your face. This is not a test, there is no punishment, I would hear my name on your lips, it is something I desire greatly.” He sits back, waiting for your wits to catch up.
Summary: If you could throw Pero Tovar out of your bed and breakfast you would, but something more than your constant bickering keeps him darkening your door.
Word Count: 4k
Warnings: Explicit, 18+ MINORS DNI, descriptions of male and female bodies, fingering, PiV sex, consenting unprotected sex (don’t be a fool, wrap your tool), cumming inside, allusions to oral sex (f receiving), Pero Tovar is Uncircumcised, pain kink, exhibitionism, slight degradation kink, enemies to lovers as self-actualization? We love to see it.
Notes: Happy Holidays @221bshrlocked! I am your not-so-Secret Santa for @pedrostories Secret Santa event! I love love LOVED your prompts and had to give you as many as I could possibly jam into one fic. Plus it’s been a while since I’ve written Pero and I need that grumpy man to get his ass handed to him every now and then. I hope you enjoy!
With the wind howling outside and the lights flickering dangerously, the last person you want to see on your front steps is Pero Tovar. But you barely have time to register the dark-haired pain in your ass before he’s pushing past you and into the warm haven of your bed and breakfast.
I finally sat down, with no distractions, airplane mode on so I don’t respond to anyone while I’m reading this, and boy oh boy. This was so flipping perfect @prolix-yuy thank you thank you thank you so much for writing for my husband! Pero Tovar will forever be my favorite character of Pedro’s and this was a genuine treat. Happy Holidays and Happy New Year dude.
Pairing: General Marcus Acacius x Fem!Reader Words: 2893 Warning: None. Chapter Summary: Death was too easy for him and you would fight the gods themselves if they didn’t grant you a chance to make him suffer as you have. A/N: There’s a slight change in the last act of Gladiator 2. This will be a slow burn so buckle in. Feel free to leave a comment and let me know what you think! Cheers to a New Year everyone.
Pairing: General Marcus Acacius x Fem!Reader (eventually)
Summary: Despite the hopeful potential buried in the heart of mankind, baser instincts—uncontrollable desires—often eclipse the noblest intentions. Was it not the great Plato who voiced the distressing truth, that even amongst those draped in respectability, there lurks a wild, untamed litter of cravings? Such is the nature of desire, the consuming fire of suffering, the core of tragedies, and as tragedies unfold, his would taste the sweetest, for it would not be his anguish alone you would hold in the palm of your hands, but those he holds most dear, those whose desires he fulfilled at the cost of your own. For what is revenge if it is not served with a glimmer of hopelessness? No, true revenge must be a chasm of despair, a crushing gorge from which echoes only the lament of shattered hearts. For his downfall, you would sacrifice all, even your very existence. Such was the depth of your yearning. Such is the depth of your own desires.
Pairing: General Marcus Acacius x Fem!Reader Words: 2893 Warning: None. Chapter Summary: Death was too easy for him and you would fight the gods themselves if they didn’t grant you a chance to make him suffer as you have. A/N: There’s a slight change in the last act of Gladiator 2. This will be a slow burn so buckle in. Feel free to leave a comment and let me know what you think! Cheers to a New Year everyone.
