In Service and Honour

Though I have the body of a lowly Numidian, I have the heart and stomach of the proudest sons of the Eternal City. {Gaius Tannatarius (formerly "Fonsomus"), OC Roman RP for Jesus Christ, Superstar ----- friendly to other OC's and fandoms. ----- Tracking tag #smellofdissent; #catullinianxvii is being retired due to being a pig to spell ----- FC = Chiwetel Ejiofor}

[azurea]

By Jean Jullien.

[kamikazeruler]

Visual representation on how we let technology ruin social interactions and pleasant experiences.

[3dbabyfromallymcbeal]

Me: *hates this*

[gothicprep]

why do baby boomers love to produce this “technology is bad fire is scary and thomas edison was a witch” garbage?

[zmizet-deactivated20170716]

fuck THIS

I never see a cashier with an empty queue. Self-serve checkout machines make life GREAT for people with social anxiety or self conscious people. I get nervous that everyone is judging my weight. So when I do my monthly ice-cream, chocolate, and menstrual products run, I will do it with a fucking self-serve machine.

I’m happy seeing my friends take photos of their food. I like taking photos of my food. Because there is a chef in the back of the kitchen who works hard to plate things beautifully and in any other situation, people dive in immediately and ruin that image. We take photos to preserve that image and who the fuck knows, if I was the chef I would be digging through instagram hoping to see my plate on there. We’re celebrating someones hard work, work that is generally temporary.

And I don’t know what kind of friends you have, but if someone is taking a photo of their food, I’m not gonna bother talking to them until they’re done. Why would you try to have a conversation when someone is busy?? And it takes a few minutes, you can wait for someone who wants to perform a small act of creativity.

It’s nice to get likes on instagram. If you’re monogamous and on tinder, it’s not technology’s fault you’re contemplating cheating. What is SO BAD about having food delivered to your home? And is there anything wrong with having movies streaming instantly? No - but if you complain that Netflix takes up your life than be an adult and step back. It’s not technology’s fault that you have no self control.

Selfies are fun. Selfies are great. Your friend is a jerk if they don’t even take a minute to take of photo of you as well. Why do you care if people use technology around you on the subway? That makes me feel less self-conscious that people are staring or judging me. They can play their games, read, etc. Someone is occupied, why is that so wrong?

Your phone has a zoom option so you can record/photograph a concert? FUCKING good for you! 

And again. If your phone keeps you up, be an adult, get some self control and step back. 

Technology isn’t bad. You’re just upset with yourselves for having a lack of self-control. You hate that people connect through technology. And maybe, you just don’t like seeing people love themselves, enjoy life, and feel joy. That’s your problem, not technology’s.

[joaquinphoenixsveganleatherboots]

^^^ bang on.

[thequantumqueer]

i’ll just leave this here:

[aldenified96]

*claps like Robert Downey Jr *

[whoknowsaboutrespect-deactivate]

"if this is what you are seeing you are not seeing enough"

YES THANK YOU!

[catullinianxvii-blog]

{To paraphrase the NRA, "Technology doesn't ruin people; people ruin people"}

[roleplaypositivity]

to all roleplayers. 

[catullinianxvii-blog]

HEADCANONS 3.0 - AU EDITION

❤ - Titanic Headcanon

✈ - Star Wars Headcanon

♞ - Lord of the Rings Headcanon

♛ - Medieval Headcanon

♀ - Genderbent Headcanon

★ - Celebrity Headcanon

☼ - Harry Potter Headcanon

✖ - Zombie Apocalypse Headcanon

✉ - College Headcanon

➸ - The Hunger Games Headcanon

[leavethehxrtbehind-deactivated2]

ϟ

Send a "ϟ" for my muse’s reaction to your’s running their fingers along a scar on my muse’s body.

[catullinianxvii]

Meg’s hand sleepily finds his own, her head moving from the pillow beneath her to rest on his chest. It was not that she was ashamed; there was only a matter of time before he would have really found out the extent of it all. “I don’t really have an excuse; no war stories to tell,” she murmured although she was smiling against skin.

[catullinianxvii-blog]

"okay… this one?" he runs his finger down a rough seam of flesh, off-set from her spine, applying the slightest pressure so that as much of them will touch as possible. Her hair runs across his other palm like silk.

[leavethehxrtbehind-deactivated2]

Meg’s back curves against intrusive fingers, just ever so slightly before a soft exhale follows. She realises it’s the less faded of the others, but commonly forgets about it. “I can’t remember the guy’s name… he liked to try new things I guess you could say…”

[catullinianxvii-blog]

There's nothing he feels he can say to that. Instead, he holds her head and kisses her, long and deep, letting the pressure build gently until he's forgotten how to breathe and forgotten how to care.

[tellmethatimsaved]

"That’s funny. You’re funny."

[catullinianxvii-blog]

"Just doing my civic duty. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a beat to attend to."

[mona-palestinephoto]

Armenian Genocide 24 April 1915

 the picture: Armenian women hold up naked on the cross, and they are alive …. Most terrible genocide in history

[catullinianxvii-blog]

{Author's note: The Armenian Genocide began on the 24th of April, 1915, and carried on right until the outbreak of the Turkish War of Independence in 1919. It resulted in the systematic extermination of 90% of the Ottoman Empire's minority Armenian population (some estimates run to over a million, but the simple truth is that we don't know how many died), with Christian, Assyrian and Greek populations also targeted. Later study of the massacres, along with the Holocaust and Simele massacre in 1933, led to the coining of the term "Genocide" in 1943. To this day, the Turkish government refuses to acknowledge the events as a 'Genocide', which would imply pre-meditated government action.

I'm saying this so that, should you read Gaius' thoughts on systematic ethnic cleansing of this sort, below the cut, you will understand the full import of what he's saying.

Don't say I didn't warn you.}

Gaius: Throughout history, civilisations and have risen and fallen. Those in power rule and the conquered submit, as is right with the world. Those in power are the voices of Order, and to resist their will is sacrilege. There are those who would cry 'Genocide' or 'war crime' - to those I say that it is not your place to assign morality to the rule of law. The populous is a tool of order, to be deployed as the Rulers see fit. If that involves trimming redundant segments, then so be it. You had your time to rule, and now another power is come. To impede their rule is to rail against Nature herself.

[catullinianxvii-blog]

{Only here briefly before heading off to be SOCIABLE and WELL-ADJUSTED (I know, shocking right?) So I'm gonna just set up some queue posts and deal with replies when I have time.}

[catullinianxvii-blog]

Powering down

{That's it for tonight - have a 9am tomorrow

Catullinian out}

[leavethehxrtbehind-deactivated2]

ϟ

Send a "ϟ" for my muse’s reaction to your’s running their fingers along a scar on my muse’s body.

[catullinianxvii]

Meg’s hand sleepily finds his own, her head moving from the pillow beneath her to rest on his chest. It was not that she was ashamed; there was only a matter of time before he would have really found out the extent of it all. “I don’t really have an excuse; no war stories to tell,” she murmured although she was smiling against skin.

[leavethehxrtbehind-deactivated2]

Meg hummed slightly, a chill running up her spine as his hand rested on her lower back, and contemplated his question. He could start with the obvious ones; even if they meant being the hardest to explain.

"I don’t have a preference," she murmured, not wanting to lose the new founded closeness, "ask away, I suppose."

[catullinianxvii-blog]

"okay... this one?" he runs his finger down a rough seam of flesh, off-set from her spine, applying the slightest pressure so that as much of them will touch as possible. Her hair runs across his other palm like silk.

[catullinianxvii-blog]

"Are you always this cheesy, or is that just the afterglow from not getting a bullet in the chest?"

[tellmethatimsaved]

"Is cheesy a problem?"

[catullinianxvii-blog]

"In this concentration? I think it counts as a biohazard."

[leavethehxrtbehind-deactivated2]

ϟ

Send a "ϟ" for my muse’s reaction to your’s running their fingers along a scar on my muse’s body.

[catullinianxvii]

Meg’s hand sleepily finds his own, her head moving from the pillow beneath her to rest on his chest. It was not that she was ashamed; there was only a matter of time before he would have really found out the extent of it all. “I don’t really have an excuse; no war stories to tell,” she murmured although she was smiling against skin.

[catullinianxvii-blog]

leavethehxrtbehind:

Meg did not question his silence. There was guilt seeping in between the space of her ribs and to fill the void she rolled atop of him with a mischievous smile.

Those words were something that made her blush. Always.

"You are allowed to ask," she eventually murmured, kissing the corner of his mouth, "I really don’t mind."

Where had this come from? Not that he minded; it just seemed a little abrupt.

He let their mouths linger, poised on the cusp of contact, before his reply, letting his hand drift down the curve of her back as he kissed her neck.

"Is there anywhere you'd like me to start?"

[leavethehxrtbehind-deactivated2]

ϟ

Send a "ϟ" for my muse’s reaction to your’s running their fingers along a scar on my muse’s body.

[catullinianxvii]

Meg’s hand sleepily finds his own, her head moving from the pillow beneath her to rest on his chest. It was not that she was ashamed; there was only a matter of time before he would have really found out the extent of it all. “I don’t really have an excuse; no war stories to tell,” she murmured although she was smiling against skin.

[catullinianxvii-blog]

In other words, "don't ask, don't go there, I'm not going to tell you." He can dig that, for now. He settles for interlacing his fingers with hers, running his thumb across her palm and willing his heart to slow down.

"I love you."

[catullinianxvii-blog]

{tweeting from one soldier's account to another feels... masturbatory, somehow}

[hekacute-deactivated20141230]

I touch myself whenever I think about you. More specifically, I rub my temples because I get a headache because you’re awful. 

[catullinianxvii-blog]

"something shared with the rest of this city, it appears."

[tellmethatimsaved]

"Well, it’d be selfish to have a gift like mine and not share it around a little."

[catullinianxvii-blog]

"Are you always this cheesy, or is that just the afterglow from not getting a bullet in the chest?"

[superbnature]

Morning in Geghama mountains, Armenia by ayastour http://ift.tt/1EbVIaX

[catullinianxvii-blog]

The terrain the Peregrines have been training in recently.

[tellmethatimsaved]

*grins as he watches her leave*

"Well, my tongue’s certainly managed to get me out of a bad place or two before."

[catullinianxvii-blog]

"something shared with the rest of this city, it appears."