Gladiator (2000) directed by Ridley Scott

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Gladiator (2000) directed by Ridley Scott

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Cy Twombly (1928-2011) â Discourse on Commodus. Part 8 [oil paint, lead pencil, wax crayon, on canvas, 1963]
incest, forced kiss, forced touching, commodus x fem!reader
The midday was intense and humid, a kind of crackling heat that confused the perception of the distant as if it were slowly melting under the warmth of the sun. You played with these shapes, from your throne high in the coliseum; barely protected by the shadow of a loom overhead, covering the followers of your brother, Commodus, and the noisy absence of your sister. You hadn't been able to find her in the morning.
The noise of the masses and the awakening of the hungry fury of the gladiators could barely distract you from the sweat and discomfort of the dry air. Boredom and hunger distracted you from the divine choice; your brother's voice barely reached your ears.
His hand, however, brought you back with the usual heaviness of his caresses on the contours of your face. You found his eyes on yours. A look darkened by the offense of your lost attention.
"Sister," he muttered through his teeth, forcing a smile. Natural sweetness under a tinge of shame, "you have left me alone. Rome and the Gods have waited for your verdict at my hand, and you have left me alone."
"My apologies, Commodus," you shook your head softly, leaning back against the back of your seat. "I think this heat is working against me. I feel sick."
"You should have stayed in bed."
"You wouldn't have attended the duels if that were the case."
"We could have stayed in bed," he insisted, returning to his seat.
'We could,' you repeated in your head, stifling a sigh. Since your arrival in Rome, after the sudden death of your husband and the murder of your children, seeking to drown your grief in the arms of your father and your siblings, you found yourself faced with the sudden departure of said lord father; and the seizure of power by your brother, whose sense of life and its natural rules had been altered by an altercation with his common sense.
Commodus had always been a sensitive boy, haunted by sorrows and obsessions. When you saw him at the head of armies and an empire like Rome, you thought that perhaps this would be the pastâa forgotten child at the bottom of a drawer. You were wrong. If anything, it would have been your face soaked with tears, the fact that it was his first time seeing you after so many years, or the need for a feminine affection that came close to that of his deceased mother; but Commodus continued to behave like that same obsessive child, sick with wild needs.
Not only had he not left your side, attached to your hip like a parasite, but he had also intruded into your room to force his body into your bed; to share the warmth of your serene figure under the blankets, distributing caresses that you would soon discover were the product of an intense desire barely hidden under the face of a serious and harsh ruler.
That morning you had no desire to get out of bed. You had dreamed of your children, of your husband, and you just wanted to continue worshipping the memory of their voices in your head. Until Commodus burst into your chambers; forced a pair of jewels onto your neck, onto your wrists, just as shackles would be on a slave surrounded by misery, and dragged you to his side into the coliseum. 'Because siblings must be united,' he had told you with a smile. A big smile, and darkened eyes. Desire.
A chill ran through you as the match ended. A pair of dead gladiators was all you could see before you turned to look at your brother. He was already looking at you.
"Do you think today was anything memorable?" he asked you softly.
"I think I need to sleep," you whispered. "I'm tired, Commodus."
"You still look as beautiful as ever, sister. Not even the most divine sorrows will disturb your soul."
"I feel quite disturbed."
"Would you like to be escorted to your chambers?" One of his hands wrapped around yours. His thumb caressed your skin. "We could rest; enjoy a pleasant afternoon among delicacies, and delight in some poetry."
This time you couldn't stifle a sigh. Commodus let out a barely audible laugh, standing up and pulling your body towards his. A small hug; an eternal kiss against your cheek, barely sliding down to your neck before breaking contact. You didn't dare look aroundâembarrassment kept you from meeting eyes with anyone who saw that.
"An emperor has work to do," you whispered. Your breath against his drew a little whimper from him, completely incomprehensible. "We can talk and eat later, Commodus. Go and do your work. I'm not going anywhere."
His lips trembled in indecision, but he found the early reason needed to form a small smile. His body moved away from you; his hand still held one of your arms, running over your goosebumps.
"I know," he whispered. "I know that very well."
Nightfall brought with it a refreshing breeze. From the balcony of your chambers, wearing a pair of light petticoats and with your hair loose, you enjoyed it, closing your eyes when the caress of an icy wind ran down your neck like a pair of gentle hands. A shiver ran through you from head to toe; a nearby sound forced you to wake up. The moonlight helped you draw the figure of Commodus behind youâhis face devoured by the darkness.
You brought a hand to your chest, stifling an airy laugh. âOh, brother, youâve taken me by surprise. What brings you to this place so late?â You stood up immediately, concentrating the annoyance of his presence between your hands clasped over your belly. âI thought there would be a banquet.â
His response was incomprehensible. He had to clear his throat, moving closer to the light to uncover his face. You found a pair of bright eyes, and an almost wild longing in them.
"The banquet ended suddenly," he replied in a low, secret voice, "and I found myself unable to sleep as soon as I found myself in my chambers. I thought that reading might impair my vision, as you advised."
"And how could I help my dear brother?"
One step closer to you, and his hands were able to wrap your body in a shy hug; delicate as the touch of a petal. You reciprocated that gesture until your heart ached with anguish.
"How much I've missed you, you have no idea," you heard him whisper against your neck. "What you've suffered, my dear, is irrelevant to everything you have here, with your family and with me."
"You are my family, Commodus," you said, your voice shaking. "Thank you so much for your consideration."
"Can I sleep with you tonight?" His face left your side, resting in front of yours. "I wish I could keep you company and chat for a bit."
"I don't need company," you replied softly, "and I don't think I have the ability to hold a conversation without collapsing from exhaustion."
"Then I will support your body while you rest, sister; and I will make sure that on this night no daring of your troubled mind will destroy your dreams."
Commodus tightened his grip on your body, indicating that he would not take no for an answer. Despite knowing that he would be incapable of harming you on purpose, you nodded and let him guide you to the bed, where you rested silently in the darkness; away from the moonlight shining through your balcony, and the refreshing breeze that penetrated the chambers like a cold tongue from beyond.
You closed your eyes, resting your head against the bed. Commodus followed moments later. His sigh swept over your face with a warm caress; one of his hands ran over your hip, staying there. You tried with all your might not to push it away. Your brother insisted with the caress, silently measuring your limits; bringing the tips of his fingers close to the edge of your petticoat, forcing you to close your legs in an almost instinctive movement.
"It's like the first time," he said quietly; a shy tone again. "It's like when we were kids."
"We're not kids anymore," you replied agitatedly. "Commodus, stop it. Please."
"We used to be very close before father decided to let you go."
"It was my decision."
"You were very young, you hardly knew what you wanted. I thought you were satisfied here, with me and Lucilla."
"Life isn't that simple, Commodus." You pushed your hands against his chest, listening to him sigh. His breath, the ghost of a sweet liquor, swept over your face again. "This isn't right."
"We are not so different from the Gods," he whispered, approaching you abruptly. Your hands ended up against your chest, your lips against one of his cheeks; a moan stuck in your throat. "We are connected by blood, we are connected by a bond that we cannot see. In this darkness no one sees us; away from the halls no one hears us. It is you and me, like when we were childrenâ"
"We're not children anymore!" you cried softly. "What happened was a mistake, Commodus. We were clumsy, curious children."
"And we're not anymore," he insisted with a whimper. "And I need you; every day, sister, when I daydreamed of you, and now that I have you here, too. I still dream. They're all dreams, and as a man I feel helpless."
"This is unacceptable."
"I can't help it."
You swallowed hard, breathing heavily.
"Do your lips miss the warmth of a kiss?" he asked. "Does your body miss what you don't want to admit?"
"I miss my husband, brother," you replied hopefully. "I miss him so much."
Commodusâ hand rested on your cheek. His thumb ran over your lips, entering the warmth of your mouth against your will. You had to relax your jaw, moving your teeth away from his flesh, using your tongue to taste the sweetness of a fruity reminiscence.
"Don't talk about him," he said. "A dead man has no place in our bed."
Tears clouded your eyes. 'Our bed,' you repeated in your head like a prayer. Everything that was yours was always his; everything that made you up, Commodus had to attach to himself. You were one. That's what he wantedâyou couldn't deny it. Influenced whim spoiled the one who was once close to you, and now an ordinary man, with the fervent desires of a stranger in front of a woman's body. That was what he thought of you: not a sister, but a woman.
Commodus' thumb was replaced by two more fingers, running over the roof of your mouth, soaking his knuckles in your saliva.
"Let me take care of you," he whispered against your cheek, "the same way you always took care of me."
You shook your head, pushing your hands against his free one; fighting against the other fingers that tried to get between your clothes, brushing the inside of your thighs. As soon as you managed to pull your hands away, Commodus' fingers left your mouth, and the pressure of his body on yours left you immobilized. In the darkness you found the shine of his eyes, like small stones.
You let out the rest of your tears, struggling against his brute strength; fighting until exhaustion, falling under him again. Your gasps and his were the only things you heard, little closer to the murmur of the wind outside.
"Please, Commodus," you sobbed, "you are my brother and I love you very much. I love you with all my heart, Commodus. Please..."
"That's why this is a beautiful thing," he insisted pleadingly. "From this union something beautiful could be born, yours and mine. Something ours." His lips moved across your face, drinking in your tears and soothing the burn on your skin. "You're mine again now. I couldn't bear the pain of having to share your flesh; the anguish of knowing that somewhere in the world, you rested beside an undeserving man."
"That man was my husband," you said. "You are my brother, Commodus. We are family."
"What is a title, but a mere word; empty and useless in the face of our needs. I am a man in love, in need of a woman," he replied. His lips rested on yours, just for a few moments. "You are more than I could ever have wished for. You are everything Rome means to me."
"The fury of the Gods will fall like a rain of fire upon us."
"It must burn, then," he sighed. "Let it burn in our name. If I am to have you and it is not here, it will be in death."
Commodus Masterlist
I see you all are thirsty for our Emperor Commodus lately so I made a masterlist just for you ! (if you are interested by other characters here's the link of my full masterlist! )
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Letâs just stay here a little while, You are feeling down lately, thankfully, your husband Commodus is there for you.
Pampering Commodus, after a hard day the Emperor needs to relax and be pampered. Fluff
Queen or thief of my heart?,  The reader is poor and is mistaken for stealing from a street vendor, and she is brought before Emperor Commodus to be killed but upon seeing her, he recognizes her as a childhood friend of hisâŚwill he save her life as a token of the past?
Periods, you have your periods for the first time with your husband Commodus, you are ashamed but he comforts you in that tough time of the month.
Your attitude may hurt me, but mine can kill you, quote challenge, Commodus is having another paranoia episode.Â
You should kneel to your Empress, Commodusâ Empress is mixed race and she overhears people at the palace making remarks about her and her family even though without her, they wouldnât have trade or peaceful relations with a prominent tribe in Africa. Commodus hears it and defends her.
The virtues of an Emperor, this follows the moment when Commodus learns he wonât be Emperor, but it takes a slightly different turn, he is not alone this time.
Elysium, Commodus comforts you after one of your friends died
The light in my darkness, Commodus has always been afraid of the dark.Â
Sleepless Slumber, Commodus suffers insomnia
I will feed on your hate, Commodus hears people criticizing and it hurts more than expected
My never ending loyalty, male reader, preatorianâs guard love story with his emperor on the Eve of the fight against Maximus.Part 2;  chapter 3 , chapter 4 , final chapter
Everything will be okay, you lost someone dear to you, Commodus is by your side to help you through grief
No one will oppose us, commodus x healer!reader, they became friends, she has been the only one caring for him, and she gets to him before he manages to kill marcus aurelius and comforts him
Tell me you are mine, Commodus x healer!reader grow together, read as they build that unique bond, and that Commodus becomes the tortured soul we know
Wait for me, you are a healer and became friends with Commodus. You have a bond and influence on the prince that none other has. When Commodus feels the urge to kill, you get to him before it is too late and comforts him
As long as you stay, Commodus saved you during the war in Germania. He named you Pax, raised you as a sister, and made you his peace in a world of fire. chapt 2
The black dog of the Palatine, what if you brought a stray dog to Commodus?
When the fever breaks, Commodus takes care of you when you are sick
The Emperor falls (on purpose), Imagine Commodus playing pretend fight with you, his wife and letting you win because he good like that
Commodus happy family moment, just a sunny day Commodus happily spends with his family (slightly implied Commodus x sibling!reader romance)
The little intruder in the Emperorâs life, Commodus meet a fan of him, a kid of the subburbs meeting their hero.
MIX OF SFW AND NSFW
The world will be ours, part 1, part 2, part 3,  part 4, part 5, You are the heir of a kindgom  conquered by Rome. To strenghen its bound to the Empire, the Emperor has made an offer your family canât refuse⌠you will marry his son Commodus, but you are scared of him and he doesnât want to marry you, but Rome is hostile to Commodus reign, what will be your role in this, will you learn to love each other?
The world will be ours Sequel, this fic follows the life of Commodus with you, you had two beautiful, children, he is finally happy and loved but then something terrible happensâŚÂ Part 1, Part 2Â
No one will oppose us, Commodus ends up crying during sex that leads to an early end, you comfort him and take care of whatever emotions bubbled over.
Fanaticus, Imagine if Commodus became a fanboy of a gladiator in the Colosseum , he becomes obssessed until he realizes it is love. Chapter 2
Forbidden, In the shadow of an empire, love dares what Rome forbids. You are the younger daughter of Marcus Aurelius, clever, dutiful. Commodus is the future emperor, restless, adored, unraveling. As children, you were inseparable. As teens, you became something far more dangerous. This isnât just a tragedy. Itâs a choice.chapter 2
The laurel of madness, you are Commodusâ mad wife supporting him in his delirium, sharing passion, and violence.
The property of the Emperor, you are sent as a slave to Commodus, you didn't expect to become an obssession. part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, final chapter
Anything for Caesar NSFW, rough sex smut one shot
Commodus the whore of the Empress NSFW, Imagine a parallel universe where Commodus falls from grace, you become Empress and he becomes your bitch (part 2 on my friendâs blog   Part 3 , Part 4, part 5, final chapter
The One rule, you have disobeyed Commodus and he punishes you in the best and yet worst way. NSFW
If only Rome knew how much you sacrificed for them, after the final fight against Maximus in the Colosseum, you find Commodusâ body among the corpses of those dead in the arena, he had been carelessly tossed there as if he was no one. He is alive, barely, you decide to save him. But what will happen if he survives? Will he claim back the throne? Chap 1, Chap 2, Chap 3, Chapter 4,  Epilogue
You are my Empire, one shot about Commodus being a sub in your relationship, smut and fluff.
The disappointing son, Commodus falls for a slave, prisonner of war. He doesn't care about social status, all he wants his drink and perhpas more, just llike you do.
The morning after, Commodus receives a visit from you, a very dear friend. You decide to celebrate your reunion after years, alcohol is flowing, leading to unexpected events.
At your feet, always, submissive Commodus
Taming the Lion, during the day, Commodus is the untouchable Emperor, smirking and venomous as he spars with you, his sharpest adversary in the Senate Hall. But when the doors close, the roles shift. Enemies in the Senate but lovers behind closed doors...
Ashes of the Golden Son, Rome strips away the boy you once knew, leaving only a prince drowning in his fatherâs contempt and his own hunger. In a world that fears his temper and feeds his vices, you stay, touching him like heâs still worth saving, even as he sinks deeper into the monster Rome made him to be. chapt 2; chapt 3, chapter 4, chapter 5
Barbarus, Youâre a student archaeologist on an internship in Turkey, drawn to a forgotten trail that might lead to a lost temple of Commodus. What you didnât expect was that you landed in 182 A.D in a Roman military camp. Chapter 2 here
A mutually beneficial study, you are a young senator, loyal to Commodus but with still a few things to learn. So, Commodus helps you study (or not ;))
The echo of your name, you are in a forbidden relationship with your brother Commodus. As you head to the battlefield of Germania to celebrate victory, his jealousy will be tested.
To find power in pleasure, sub!Commodus x sister!reader
HEADCANONS:
VanityÂ
Quizzes
The melancholia of Commodus and your comfort
Celebrating Saturnalia/Christmas with Commodus
Commodus x Plus size reader