𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐋𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐚, 𝐚 𝐡𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐞𝐫'𝐬 𝐝𝐚𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐄𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐫 𝐂𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐚, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞. "𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐯𝐞," 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠. "𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐠𝐨 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐬 𝐦𝐞."

"I burn for you. You fill my heart, mind and soul with impure thoughts that I can't, no, I won't control anymore. I need you." "Love conquers all." (smut warning)

General Acacius believed wholeheartedly that his daughter Astrae was destined for greatness. Her heart remaining pure as the empire grew corrupt. However the Gods laughed in his face when Emperor Caracalla set his sights on Astrae demanding her to be his. A marriage that was bound to end in bloodshed. 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝐈𝐈 - 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐝 Now published on Tumblr and AO3.

An Emperor Geta x reader fanfiction Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters in the Gladiator II movie. They don't belong to me

"Who is she?" Carcalla looked at his brother and said "she will not please you, brother. She refuses to marry." Geta rolled his eyes at his brother's comment. "I didn't ask if she would marry. I asked, who is she?" Now it was Carcalla's turn to roll his eyes. "Princess Claudia. Those are her siblings." "Princess Claudia." Geta said as he observed the brown skinned woman. Carcalla watched his brother's gaze, starting to fume. "Have the guards bring her up here. And her siblings." A story in which a princess who doesn't want to marry and an emperor who has yet to find an empress, fall in love.

" 𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐮𝐬, 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐞𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐲𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲 𝐠𝐥𝐨𝐛𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 " gladiator II lucius verus x fem oc

In Rome, nothing happens without reason - not a feast, not a whisper, not a glance. Here, people live too close to be honest, and too far apart to truly understand one another. The emperors are young, ambitious, vulnerable. They are surrounded by luxury, blood, and expectation. Lucretia does not seek power - yet each step draws her deeper into the dense fabric of the Empire. She does not fight, but she does not yield. This is not a story about the struggle for power. It's a story about how hard it is to remain yourself when everything around you demands you become someone else. And about how, sometimes, silence speaks louder than any command. "Love is full of both honey and gall." - Plautus, Curculio (Dear readers, I am translating the fanfic myself, so I apologize in advance for any grammatical mistakes. English is not my native language, nor my second language. I'm doing my best, thank you!)

"If I were you" started Thraex while holding his goblet up examining the fine wine in it. "I would be careful with my moves around the Empress, dear Macrinus." "And why is that?" He looked at the other man, unable to deny that the Senator had piqued his interest. "You see" the Senator cleared his throat. "our Septimius Severus liked to beat his sons, our big emperors" he added sarcastically. "like it was demanded by the gods. All day, every day. Everyone knew he had a temper; his sons had the misfortune to see the most of it. But they took it, without a word, letting their mother comfort them. But the old man made a mistake and raised his hand at their loved one just once." He put up a finger to give weight to his words. "In two days, we held a funeral, in a week Geta and Caracalla were emperors." "The old man died in his sleep. His heart gave out." Macrinus said tilting his head and Thraex started to laugh. "Of course, and the taster, who tried Septimius' food that day, that very night, his heart gave out too." he scoffed, emptying his goblet. "You want to keep your head my friend, you stay away from our sweet, Empress Marcella."

She was a slave, he was a emperor.

"𝐸𝒶𝓇𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝓉𝑜 𝒸𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓂𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇𝓈." When treason threatens her father's legacy, 𝐀𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐀 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐔𝐒 is thrust into a fate she never expected-betrothed to 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐀 as the price for peace. Raised in comfort and love, she now faces a world of power struggles, political unrest, and a husband as sharp-tempered as he is burdened by his reign. As she navigates her new role, Aurelia glimpses the man beneath the emperor, one she might come to understand-perhaps even love. But in Rome, love is dangerous, and loyalty is never simple. 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐀 𝐗 𝐎𝐂 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐃 || 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐎𝐑 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐀 - 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑 𝟐 #1 in #joequinn | 2/8/25 #1 in #emperorgeta | 2/10/25 #1 in #geta | 2/10/25 #1 in #josephquinn | 3/26/25 #1 in #gladiator | 8/23/25 #1 in #rome | 11/22/25