#wagnetic

5. Piercings i have:

 I have my two baby gauges in my ears (They’re... 8 gauges? I think?), and my Industrial bar in my right ear. I used to have an industrial in my left ear but I lost one of the ball bearings on that side, and went too long without getting a replacement and let it close up on me =/. Hilariously, when I went to get a new piercing, I picked my right side because I always slept on the left side and would dig into my industrial... and now that I’ve pierced my right ear, I sleep on my right side. No winning!

8. Top 5 Gay Country Songs:

   1. I think number 1 has to be “Cryin’ These Cocksucking Tears”, just on principle- by Lavender Country

   2. Hope To Die is my favorite Orville Peck song so that’s the one I put on this playlist

   3. Soldier by Trixie Mattel- I just really like this song, idk.

   4. Landslide by The Chicks, because at my heart I’m a Gleek and I won’t apologize (Yes I know, Fleetwood Mac, but we’re doing country, hush and also this is the better version, just barely, but still)

   5. Our Patron Saint of Gay Country, the unparalleled Dolly Parton. Literally take your pick- Do I Ever Cross Your Mind, Heartbreak Express, Backroads Barbie, Dumb Blonde, 9 to 5, Jolene, I Will Always Love You... the list goes on. But I guess I’m gonna stick to my gut- Do I Ever Cross Your Mind.

99. Have you ever met someone who didn’t seem real?

Oh man, this is awesome and pleases me to no end.

I recommend Feet of Clay, The Tenth Elephant, and Men at Arms, though I still think Monstrous Regiment is the best there is

“We’ll go to the Brigantes,” Esca announced, and set his mead down with a thunk. He licked his lips. Marcus did not watch his tongue. 

“I thought,” Marcus said, and had to stop and swallow, dry, “Forgive me. I thought they had all perished.” 

Esca laughed, startling them both. “Marcus,” he hiccuped, “when the Ninth was lost–did people think all of Rome went with it? My father’s clan was large and fearsome, but there were others who lost few, or were too far to join the fight. Or were traitorous cowards who chose not to fight for their land or their people.” He spat upon the ground. 

Oh. There was a small, shameful part of Marcus that understood and was sad–not that Esca had kin, but that, well. He had imagined Esca to be as alone in the world as Marcus felt, or near to it. To hear Esca might outstrip him in Uncles! 

“I said you should choose.” Marcus felt his own eyelashes, cool against his heated cheeks. 

He looked up in time to see the smile bloom across Esca’s face, slow and somehow surprised. “You did!” Esca exclaimed, reaching over to grasp clumsily at the back of Marcus’s neck, mostly catching in his hair. 

“Of course!” Marcus said, shivering as Esca pet his hair against the grain, “What kind of friend would I be to go back on my word?” 

Esca’s smile seemed to dim–or maybe it was that Marcus was drunk, and it had never been as bright as he imagined. Esca flexed his fingers. “What kind of friend,” he echoed, and shoved Marcus away with a laugh. 

And so they went. 

I do not understand that movie

riight?! i feel like i understood the movie but not the following. just finished second viewing. still hold my original beliefs. probably like a solid 8/10 film in my book but all the hard core praise is beyond me.

The thing you are missing is called the vocative case! It’s also the thing that Spartacus is missing!

Latin (and a bunch of other languages, but mostly not English) likes to alter the forms of words depending on what grammatical function they have in the sentence. (English mostly uses word order to accomplish this.) In Latin, the noun that is the subject of the sentence is always in the nominative case:

Dominus servum amat.The master loves the slave.

(I’m sorry; it was the only verb I could think of.)

The word dominus (“master”) ends in -us because it is in the nominative case, and therefore the subject of the sentence. The word servum (“slave”) ends with -um because it is in the accusative case, and therefore it is the object of the verb amat (“he/she/it loves”). You could put those three words in whatever order you want -- servum dominus amat, dominus amat servum, whatever --  and they would still mean “the master loves the slave” as long as you don’t change the endings. (If you want to say that the slave loves the master, that’s servus dominum amat.)

But wait, you might say! You said something about the vocative case! So what’s that? And what’s this domine thing? Domine is the form that the word dominus takes in the vocative case. The vocative is the case you use when you are addressing someone directly, such as when you are using their name or title:

Domine, ama servum!O master, love the slave!

If you wanted to command a master to love a slave (I know it’s a weird setup, but work with me here) and you wanted to specifically call them master, the form of the word you would use is domine. (If what you have is a mistress, domina is the form in both nominative and vocative.)

So basically the choice comes down to “I want to use a Latin word for master when my slave characters address their masters, and I’m just going to use the nominative form because we don’t have case endings in English, so what the hell” (the Spartacus approach) versus “I want to use a Latin word for master when my slave characters address their masters, and since I am going to be using Latin words I want to use the form that a Latin speaker would have used in direct address” (the fanfiction approach). Obviously I have my biases, but I don’t think that either of these are flat-out wrong, per se -- especially with Latin and Greek, English often has both native-English-style and borrowed-style forms for the same word, like the plurals of fungus or aquarium or formula or whatever you think the plural of octopus is -- but it’s really up to you and the effect you are going for.

Having said that, I should probably mention that everything I have said above is a filthy lie.

Oh, not the case endings. That part’s not a lie. The part that is a lie is the word dominus.

As @carminapossunt is even now helpfully pointing out to me, current evidence suggests that Roman slaves basically NEVER used the word dominus or domina to address their masters. The evidence we have from Roman comedy is that the word slaves used to address their masters, when they needed a word, was erus (vocative ere) or era. Which does also mean “master” but it’s not the same word. Really. No kidding. Dominus by the first century AD (which is later than Spartacus, but still) basically just means sir -- like, a polite term of address you’d use for anybody. So essentially WE ARE ALL WRONG. (For further information, please consult Eleanor Dickey’s book Latin Forms of Address: From Plautus to Apuleius.)

I'm hoping it's a very tiny turtle or something so it has enough room (although I don't know anything about turtles so maybe that's not the only problem)