#patrocinium

[turangalila]

Orlandus Lassus (1532-1594). Media vita in morte sumus (à 6) [Patrocinium musices cantionem prima pars (Munich: Adam Berg, 1573)]

Media vita in morte sumus quem quaerimus adjutorem nisi te, Domine, qui pro peccatis nostris juste irasceris? // Sancte Deus, sancte fortis, sancte et misericors Salvator: amarae morti ne tradas nos.

_ Biber Requiem – A Requiem for Biber. Gabrieli Consort & Players, Paul McCreesh. (2004, Archiv Produktion – 00289 474 7142)

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Finally we have one more system of hierarchy to discuss here: clientela and patrocinium (two sides of the same coin), or as we’d say in English, patronage. At Rome as in many societies it was common for less wealthy, less influential citizens to entrust themselves to the protection of more powerful families in a reciprocal exchange. These sorts of patronage relationships were common in many societies, but they often carried a strong social stigma (as in Greece, for instance). In Roman Italy, however, patronage relationships of this sort were much less stigmatized and even elite Romans might, early in their career, be the clients of older, more established Roman politicians.

The basic exchange was as followed: the cliens agreed to support their patronus politically (to vote and canvass for him) and militarily (to volunteer to serve when he commanded an army if he needed trustworthy men) and in exchange the patronus agreed to protect his cliens legally (representing him in court, using his influence) and financially (being a source of emergency loans). There were social expectations too: clientes were expected to visit their patronus in the morning at least some of the time and might accompany him to the forum (see below), so the patronus would benefit from the status gained by his crowd of clientes. At the same time, neither cliens nor patronus will call the relationship that in public unless the status divide between them is extremely wide: instead they will insist they are amici (‘friends’) whose relationship is amicitia (‘friendship’), politely disguising an obviously hierarchical relationship as an equal one to avoid injuring anyone’s honor.

As you may well imagine these different lines cross: the nobiles were generally patroni (although up-and-coming politicians, even those from nobiles families, might still also be the clientes of yet more established politicians, while simultaneously having clientes of their own), whose network of clients formed a political ‘base’ of support in Roman politics. No one had enough clientes to simply win elections on that basis, but the network of clientes (and their clientes, this system can be nested) provided the durable foundation of political power for the nobiles, as patronage relationships were assumed to be inherited from one generation to the next.

-How to Roman Republic, Part I

[sir-huffman]

Huffman | ★★★★★ | Geo Sword | Healer/DPS | Vaticinatio Dei

[ Photo Credit: Qistina Khalidah ]

“The currencies that flow through this land are my flesh and blood. For thus did I become the guarantor of the people's hard work, wisdom, and future. This is the trust I have placed in them. Betray it, and you taint my blood.” -- Prithiva Topaz Gemstone

Thank you for all of you who have voted and aided me in the concept of Huffman receiving a vision, despite being only a few days old and still feeling Huffman out as a muse. Basically, this is Huffman should he receive a vision (when a catastrophe hits Mondstadt and he ends up dying protecting the city). --

Story Teaser - Delphi : the Ancient Capitol Deep in the depths of the world there is a place that holds a mountain of hidden secrets lost and forgotten in the world. It is where those who seek power, knowledge, and wisdom go when their heavenly gods refuse to answer. So will you venture into the depths, witness unspeakable terrors? Or will you still pray to those gods who promise you an eternal bliss?

Character Demo - Huffman : At Your Service “Good evening traveler, Sir Huffman of the Knights of Favonius at your service. Please, grant me the honor of being at your side to ensure the safety of your journey.”

Collected Miscellany - Huffman : a Knight of Favonius The Knights of Favonius are but the militaristic power who governs and protects Mondstadt. Although most of them consist of ordinary people who pray to a god that has left them in the name of freedom, the knights are there to protect the Moon City in their times of need. But seldom do those knights who give their whole body to a thankless world achieve the recognition of the people...or even the gods...It is only in the moment of death does Huffman achieve this glory:

(read more at your own discretion as it’s long)

Vera’s Melancholy: A book Huffman could be seen reading during his down time. An adventurous fantasy tale that takes place in the starry sky above. It’s a whimsical tale, one that even features his own name in it (how funny), and one that he holds dear to his heart. If only he knew the answer at the end...what would Vera’s answer be to a man who had explored the entire universe just to save her?

Ah...if only he knew...for he is still waiting for that answer

Vision: For a young boy full of youth, the idea of gaining a vision is always a dream to the people of Teyvat. But how to gain one is but a mystery to all, even those who have received such a gift. So as the days go on and years to by, what is a young man to do when he realizes he will never receive such glory?

So here he is, a knight who dedicates everything to his city. He has no desire but to be of help, of aid, which is never enough for the gods. Until the moment his vision appeared...under a catastrophe, where he had nothing but his own body to protect those in need. Where only those of visions were on the front lines and he...a man (a visionless man) who could not help but give a beckon of ordinary hope...will die.

But the world is a mysterious place and the truth of the matter is that not everyone is blessed in the same way. So as your body starts to crumble and return to the soil you were made out of, the gods have finally shown some mercy. Take this power dear forgotten god my good knight, for you...I place my trust in you to take part and help us reshape our future.

Normal Attack: Favonius Bladework - the Basics

Performs 5 consecutive strikes. Charged Attack: Consumes a certain amount of Stamina to unleash 2 rapid sword strikes. Plunging Attack: Plunges from mid-air to strike the ground below, damaging opponents along the path and dealing AoE DMG upon impact.

Elemental Skill: Ichor - Blood of Gods

Summons a cloud shield of dust that coats his blade in Geo energy as well as dealing GEO DMG to surrounding opponents. The shield’s DMG Absorption scales based on Huffman’s HP.

On hit, Huffman’s Normal and Charged Attacks regenerate HP for your own party members and nearby teammates.

Healing scales based on Huffman’s ATK.

Elemental Burst: Patrocinium Veritatis (Protection of the Truth)

Summoning a glowing golden bow, his sword splits into three silver arrows (charged with geo energy) and shot into the air to rain down multiple arrows, hitting all entities (friends and foes) around Huffman. Allies within range are healed while enemies take AoE GEO damage over time.

HP regained is based on Huffman’s ATK

During this time, Huffman fights with a bow

Passive Talents:

1st Passive: A Knight’s Honor When Huffman is in the party but not on the field, this ability triggers automatically when your active character’s HP falls below 30%. Creates a shield for your active character that lasts for 20s and absorbs DMG equal to 300% of Huffman’s ATK. The shield has a 150% DMG Absorption effectiveness against all Elemental and Physical DMG. This effect can only occur once every 60s.

2nd Passive: At Your Service When your active character gains an Elemental Orb/Particle, regain HP based on Huffman’s Max HP.

3rd Passive: Blessing for Safe Travels Displays the location of nearby enemies (elite enemies) in Mondstadt on the mini-map.

Constellation: Vaticinatio Dei (the Devastation | God of Prophecy)

Mona (About Huffman): Huffman? That guard that walks around Angel’s Share all day? He’s just like any other guard. Hmph. You do have weird tastes in people, but I’ll go ahead and take a look. Hm...again? I can’t see anything...it’s...it’s just white...wait...it’s bright. Wait...no...I...my eyes. Okay...okay! I won’t look again!

Prophecies of Fortune Increases Huffman’s Energy Recharge by 15%

Blessings of Protection Grants nearby characters on the field a Cloud Shield of Dust when Ichor - Blood of Gods is activated

Drinks from Mímisbrunnr Increases the level of Ichor - Blood of Gods by 3. Maximum upgrade level is 15.

Blessings of Artemis Within the radius of Patrocinium Veritatis, bow character’s charge time for aimed shots is reduced by 60%.

Radiance of Sunlight Increases the level of Patrocinium Veritatis by 3. Maximum upgrade level is 15.

Hector’s Avenger Within the Field created by Patrocinium Veritatis, character’s CRIT Rate is increased to 100%. If character’s CRIT Rate is over 100%, then CRIT DMG is increased by 50%

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Lee Yongbok AU Fanfic Recommendations

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Hannaki AU 

Bloom: “A flower bloomed in your chest every time you saw that smile”

Husband and Dad!Felix 

A Miscarriage: You had suffered from a miscarriage

Hide and Seek: Felix takes your son to the park and calls you worried

Idol!Reader 

show time: u and felix are both idols. u have a collab stage

Useless: After your best friend made his debut, you were still somewhat sad you were still working so hard to debut. You feel like life’s getting more and more difficult, but your best friend, Felix, stays by your side the whole time. 

Mafia AU 

You’ve got to be kidding me: The boys absolutely hate it when you go on missions because you always have to do something that can get you killed

Peter Pan AU. 

Pixie Dust: Peter Pan Felix really needs you to stay because his world is growing darker

Royal AU 

The Little Prince: The blonde little prince felt as though he was all alone in the world. He explore, but what he truly wanted to explore was love 

School AU 

Baemax: Where Felix is terrified of the engineering department but that’s where you spend all your time

Lectionum Patrocinium: Felix Lee had just offered to teach taekwondo. Maybe he’d end up teaching something about love as well?

The Sun: An awkward kiss given after a first date 

Spiderman AU 

Behind The Mask: You’ve started to notice how your friend has begun to show up to class absolutely exhausted, always falling asleep - he claims it’s just his schoolwork and his internship, but what you don’t know is that his so-called “internship” is actually his duty to serve the people of Queens as Spiderman.

Soulmate AU 

Photograph: Life at home can never seem to get any better, it’s a toxic cycle of blaming, yelling, slamming of doors, and repeat - your soulmate has found out just yet, but when he does, he tries to do everything in his power to help you 

Search the Universe: timers are stamped into your wrists with the countdown for either the day you die or find your soulmate - you have a hard time believing it’s the latter

Your Own Light: Your heart begins to glow when you touch your soulmate

Time Travel AU 

chances: in which fate will always bring you back to felix…always

[foreverpraying]

June 27 is the feast day of St. Ladislaus of Hungary

Life of St. Ladislaus of Hungary

Statue of St. King Ladislaus, Somogyvár

St. Ladislaus was the King of Hungary, born 1040  and died at Neutra, July 29, 1095 as one of Hungary's national Christian heroes.

St. Ladislaus was admired by many already during his life, thanks to the diplomatic ways in which he ruled and for his bravery along with his physical build. He was often described as “God’s athlete” for he was thought to be at least a head taller than his soldiers and quite strong even in old age. Later kings considered him as a role model, and after their coronation ceremony, they often paid their respects to him at his grave in Nagyvárad (Oradea, Romania). Up to this day, there are some who claim that he was the best ruler that Hungary has ever seen.

Source of picture: ~~MARIA~~~~ on Pinterest

Dozens of mythical stories surround St. Ladislaus, and these are some of the most adventurous, popular and important ones:

– Legend claims that during a battle in Transylvania between the Székelys and the Mongolian-  Golden Horde 250 years after St. Ladislaus’ death, the Székely troops prayed to him for help and not much later a tall, valiant soldier came to their aid. This is called the Patrocinium wonder. Witnesses said that the king’s corpse has disappeared from his crypt and after the battle was done, the body was found again, but now drenched in sweat, suggesting that he was out on the battlefield fighting.

– One time, when the Hungarian army was close to starvation and dying of thirst, the king prayed to God for help, and with his aid, St. Ladislaus has sprung water from a rock with his spear just like Moses. Not much later, a horde of bison and deer appeared, which the Hungarians hunted and ate.

– Once the Mongolians almost caught the Hungarians, however, upon the king’s request for help, God split the Turda mountain into two behind the Hungarian troops, so the Mongolians could not follow them. This is today known as the Turda Gorge.

Source: https://dailynewshungary.com/hungarys-greatest-legend-king-saint-ladislaus/

[straykidsscribbles]

Lectionum Patrocinium

Happiest of birthdays to the brightest star in the sky, Felix Lee. Hope he had a happy birthday!

Summary: Felix Lee had just offered to teach you taekwondo. Maybe he’d end up teaching you something about love as well? 

Word count: 4766, Felix x neutral reader, College AU

This is lowkey inspired by my own experiences learning taekwondo! The title is “Defense Lessons” in Latin. See my masterlist for more.

“Come on _____, let’s go! I want to see how the dance team recruitment is going!” Minho yelled, dragging you behind him as he rushed towards the crowd of tables arranged outside your college’s gym.

You followed, barely avoiding tripping over your feet. Why does this kid have so much energy? I swear I'm never letting him drink coke again.

“Hey Hyunjin! Has anyone new signed up yet?” Minho asked the boy behind the table. Sometimes you wondered just how many people Minho met at through his dance performances; it seemed like he knew everyone who'd even thought of performing.

Hyunjin nodded from behind the table. “A couple of girls came by earlier, and there was this group of freshmen that seemed pretty interested too. Who's your friend?”

Minho grinned happily. “This is _____, my cousin. I'm just showing them around!”

“Nice to meet you _____!” Hyunjin smiled politely, no doubt used to Minho’s wild energy.

“Nice to meet you too, Hyunjin wasn’t it?” you replied. Minho has so many friends; I don’t think I’ll ever keep them all straight.

Minho turned back to the two of you, done distracting whoever else he had been talking to. “Hyunjinnie do you know where Felix is?”

“Yup, he’s at the taekwondo booth. He’s going to take over from me in about an hour, so you could wait or you could go meet him there, it’s near the pizza stand.” Hyunjin pointed out a small red canopy just visible over the sea of students milling around. As he was speaking, three new people came up to the other side of the booth, looking like they were waiting to ask about the dance club. “You guys will have to excuse me, bye!” Hyunjin waved you two away, turning to speak with the newcomers. After all, it was a club recruitment event and he did have a job to do.

“Okie dokie _____, we’ll go see Felix next, and then you have to pick one thing at least to sign up for before I let you go back to your dorm.” Minho instructed. You jogged a little to catch up with him as he pushed through the crowd, a little afraid of losing sight of him.

Finally, you two stopped at a neatly decorated booth with Taekwondo written across the table. Taking the brief reprieve to catch your breath, you looked around, taking in the sights. An older girl was leaning against one corner of the table, playing with the padded gloves on her hands as she spoke to some of the others. Another girl was standing near the back, passing out candy to people who signed up.

“Felix!” You jumped at Minho’s yell, startled by the loud noise. I swear I’m never going anywhere with this idiot again. He is so loud and peppy it’s ridiculous.

“Minho-hyung! You found me!” A boy wearing a padded blue vest over a martial arts uniform sauntered over to you both. A “Kick Me!” sign adorned the front of his vest, which was clearly some sort of protective gear. His hair was lightly mussed and a bright shade of orange, clashing with the black collar of his uniform.

“Hyunjin told me where you were. This is my cousin, _____, and this is Felix!” Minho introduced.

“Hi Felix,” you greeted, smiling at him.

“Hi ____!” Oh wow, he has a really deep voice. Not at all what you’d expect from his face. “Are you interested in trying out taekwondo?”  

“Actually, that’s a great idea. It’ll be something new for you and self-defense is always something you should learn,” lectured Minho, a bit of a smirk spreading across his lips.

“I don’t know… I mean I’ve never done something like this before. I might not be very good at it at all,” you wavered, a little unsure of getting pushed into doing something so unfamiliar to you.

“Well, you could try something quick now? I mean, I have this Kick Me sign for a reason, go for it!” Felix encouraged, turning to face you fully. “I promise, you won’t hurt me.”

“Are you sure?” you asked, still not totally okay with the idea of just kicking someone you’d only just met three minutes ago. What if he’s wrong and I actually do hurt him?

“Come on, he has a Kick Me sign! Just go for it you dork, you think too much.” Minho was, as usual, being his typically unhelpful, highly irritating self.

“You can kick me, don’t worry about it! I’ve already gotten kicked a few times anyways.” Felix backed up a little, giving you some space. “Come on then.”

And with that, you swung your leg, your toes connecting with the thick vest, making a loud thump. Your toes caught on the edge of the padding, bending a little inside your sneakers. Ouch, that hurt. I hope my toes are okay… that was not a good idea.

Felix let out a breath. “Oof, that was pretty hard. Are you sure you haven’t done taekwondo before, or any other martial arts?”

“No…” you trailed off, noticing that his breathing was actually quite heavy and he looked a little winded. “That was a total fluke.”

“You have a lot of power then, you just need better technique,” Felix began explaining. “You know how your toes got caught on the edge of the sparring gear? If you hadn’t been wearing shoes, you could have broken a toe.”

“Oh. Lucky me I guess?” Well, that would have been fun. Walking all over this ridiculous campus with a broken toe.

“You know, if you want to come by during one of my practices, I could give you a few pointers. That would be better than just throwing kicks and potentially injuring yourself.” Felix’s eyes looked earnest, and he had a bright smile playing on his lips.

That’s really sweet of him. “If you’re sure it wouldn’t be too much trouble, then I’d love to take you up on it.”

“Of course! Let me give you my number, that way we can set up a time that works for both of us.” You pulled your phone out of your pocket and passed it to Felix, who typed in a number and sent off a quick text to his own phone. “There. All done.”

“Thanks Felix! I’ll see you later!”

“Bye _____,” he waved to your retreating figure.

As you walked away from the booth, Minho popped up next to you. “Soooooo. That was pretty cute. He’s going to give you lessons, isn’t he?” He waggled his eyebrows up and down comically at you, smirking at the flush that rose in your cheeks.

“Stop waggling your eyebrows and shut up you brat! Otherwise I’ll tell Auntie that you didn’t actually finish all the soup she sent you because you forgot about it and it went bad.” The advantage of spending way too much time with my cousin. I get to know all his secrets.

“You wouldn’t.” Minho’s eyes widened in mock horror as he nudged you with his elbow. “I’m an innocent man; I did nothing to deserve this.”

“Innocent? Yeah right. If you’re innocent then I’m the Queen of England!”

“And you go around calling me a brat?”

Laughing, the two of you wandered back to your dorm, where Minho said his goodbyes.

Still, your mind kept running over your conversation with Felix. Your last thought that night was of the boy you’d met that day, and his sweet, almost angelic smile when he’d offered to teach you.

---

About a week later (and after exchanging quite a few texts with Felix), you’d managed to find a time that would work out for both of your schedules. Felix had to schedule around dance as well as his regular classes, but you’d managed eventually, after postponing a few study sessions to make time for it.

That was why, at about five in the afternoon, you were walking over to the martial arts gym, dressed in plain black clothing and carrying a water bottle. Felix had been strangely insistent upon that point, reminding you at least four times to bring water.

I wonder just how much he’s planning on doing today. It’s not like we can do much. I mean, I am just a beginner and this is my first time trying taekwondo, you mused as you pushed open the glass door and entered the gym.

There were rubber mats lining the floor, presumably to prevent injury should someone fall on it. A shoe rack stood along one wall, and you pulled off your shoes, leaving them on the shelf. You made to step onto the mats, only to be stopped by an older boy practicing in one corner of the large room.

“Make sure you take your socks off too please,” he requested, lowering the bamboo sword in his hands. “Are you here for Felix? He stepped out for a second, he said you’d be coming.”

You turned back to the shoe shelf, pulling off your socks and shoving them inside your shoes. “Yup, I’m here to see Felix. Should I just go wait over there? I don’t want to bother you.”

“Oh, it’s fine, I need a break anyways. Besides, it’s nice to finally meet Felix’s s/o!” He put the sword down on a rack and padded over to you.

You took in a sharp breath, a little surprised. “Oh, I’m not— Felix and I aren’t— we aren’t dating or anything. We met a few days ago and he said he’d show me how to kick without hurting myself so here I am!” Great. Now I’m tripping over my own words, this is fantastic.

“_____, there you are!” came Felix’s voice from behind you. “I see you met Woojin-hyung, he’s our resident kendo expert.”

“Hi Felix,” you greeted, a little breathless. Felix’s hair was pushed back from his forehead and the uniform he wore fitted his shoulders just perfectly, emphasizing their broadness. Get a grip _____, he’s literally being nice and teaching you and you go and act like some shallow trashcan.

“I’m glad you came, should we get started?” He gestured towards another area of the mats, and you followed him, waving goodbye too Woojin, who was already engrossed in his exercises once more.

“Woojin seems pretty cool,” you said brightly, trying to make a little small talk. “Have you been friends long?”

Felix seemed to be pouting as he heard your praise of the older boy. I’m just imagining things, it’s not like he would actually be pouting over me commenting on his friend. “We met through the gym and we have a few other friends in common actually. He and I are roommates in our flat, which works out well since we both spend a lot of time in here and in the music building.”

“That must be pretty nice. I’m in a dorm but I don’t actually know my roommate that well. She’s pretty nice though.”

“Anyways,” Felix turned to face you, seemingly ready to start the lesson. “Let’s start small shall we? Maybe punching first, then kicking?”

“You’re the teacher,” you replied, a little nervous. What if I end up falling or I break something or some other ridiculous horror happens?

Felix nodded to himself, going over some sort of plan in his head. “Okay, so how about we start off with something similar to our last encounter. Try and punch me?”

What. “Are you sure?”

“I told you didn’t I? Now go ahead, punch away. I won’t let you hurt either of us, don’t worry.” Well, if he’s sure…

You balled up your fingers into a fist, and then tried to punch the boy standing relaxed in front of you, seemingly without a care in the world.

Only to find your fist sliding through the air past his cheek, not even making contact with his skin.

“Go on, try again,” he encouraged, patting his cheek. “Aim here.”

You tried again, this time putting more force behind your hand so that it would move faster.

The same thing. Your fist just would not make contact with his face, no matter how carefully you tried to aim.

“Okay, so I’m clearly missing something here. What’s the trick Felix?” you questioned, crossing your arms over your chest.

Felix laughed a little, the sound oddly adorable. “See, the whole point is to move just enough, so that you don’t get hit. Then you can be in the perfect position to strike back, while the other person is off balance from their own attack.”

Understanding dawned on you. “So basically you let them overextend themselves to make your life easier?”

“Exactly. Now show me how you’re making a fist,” He instructed, stepping back from you. You held up a hand awkwardly, folding your fingers over your thumb and tightening them.

Felix groaned, grabbing your hand and pulling your thumb out from under your fingers. He lingered for a second, warm hands on yours, before shaking his head slightly. “Okay, so this is definitely a problem. If you keep your thumb inside your fist, you’ll end up breaking it love.”

“How? Isn’t it more protected this way?”

“If you hit something really hard, then the force crushes your fingers into your thumb. Then it makes it really easy for your thumb or fingers to break. The best way is to do it like this.” He shifted your fingers, moving them so that your thumb folded under your curled fingers. “There. Like that.”

You folded your fingers experimentally, trying to get used to the position. “This feels kind of weird,” you muttered under your breath.

“It might feel weird now, but trust me, you’ll get used to it soon enough. Now then, let me show you how to punch, then maybe we can try a front kick to start you off?”

The lesson continued for about an hour, Felix patiently explaining how to move and shift your weight so that you wouldn’t fall while kicking. He was careful to avoid pushing you too far, making sure you understood the logic behind everything instead of expecting you to blindly follow everything he told you to do.

He’s really sweet. And cute. And the way his hair keeps flopping over his eyes… _____, you’re just about dead gone on him aren’t you? Get your act together, you’ve only known him for a week!

No matter how much you told yourself not to, you couldn’t help it. You now had a ridiculous, obvious crush on your taekwondo tutor.

---

Felix unlocked the door of the apartment he shared with Woojin, Chan, and Changbin, exhausted after dance practice. He entered, only to find all three boys staring right at him.

“Look whose home! It’s lover boy!” smirked Chan as he leaned casually against the kitchen counter. “Had fun on your date earlier?”

Felix blushed, cheeks feeling as warm as the sun. “It wasn’t a dateeeee.”

“You were waiting for them, got all scowl-y once they left, and you were all cranky about them talking to me. It might not have been a date but you wanted it to be one.” Woojin had a gigantic grin on his face.

Changbin was frowning. “What are they like? Are they nice?  And what happened to your rule of not starting new projects this quarter, especially before dance competitions?”

“I… made an exception? Since they were really sweet?” Felix seemed to be asking them rather than telling them. He flopped onto the sofa with a thump, face buried in a throw pillow. “I don’t know okay, they were really cute when Minho brought them over and I saw my chance and took it! It’s just a chance to get to know _____ anyways.”

Chan patted Felix’s head roughly, messing up his hair. “You got game Lix. I taught you well, my son,” he intoned, making his voice deeper just to try and bring a smile to Felix’s somewhat woebegone face.

Changbin hurled a pillow at Chan’s head, clearly amused. “You have the least game of anyone on campus Channie-hyung, fuck off.”

“Language, Changbin! Now come on, we ordered take out and it’s getting cold.” Woojin intervened before the other two could start bickering, and gestured the bags sitting next to the stove. Felix rolled off the couch into a heap on the floor before struggling to his feet and opening a container of rice.

“It’s not like anything even happened, it was an actual lesson,” he mumbled defensively into his food, chopsticks shoveling rice into his mouth. Nothing got between these four hungry boys and their food, even romantic drama.

Changbin just snorted derisively. “Sure it was an actual lesson. ‘Oh Felix, is this how I kick?’ and then they fall into your arms.”

“They were cute Felix, I can see why you’re trying to do this,” Woojin smiled encouragingly at the younger boy. “For what it’s worth, I think they like you too. And it’s a great way to get to know them.”

“I doubt it hyung.” Felix hung his head morosely. “They probably are going to hate me once I start actually teaching them and making them spend hours doing squats and kicks.”

Chan and Changbin snickered in the background, even as Felix sighed into food once more. Maybe trying to give _____ private lessons wasn’t the brightest idea I’ve had.

---

“Felix, show me something cool!” you flopped back onto the mats, exhausted after about half an hour of kicking. Felix may have become a very close friend of yours, but he was also a grueling teacher and made sure every single technique you learned was as close to perfect as possible. Hence the constant repetition and practice; at this point you were a little afraid you could maybe do these kicks in your sleep.

Felix laughed, the sound filling the room. “What do you mean, cool?”

“Something new, something I don’t know how to do! Surprise me!” You sat up, excited to see what he would show you. After all, Felix was a black belt; he probably had hundreds of cool kicks and hand techniques mastered.

“Hmmm…” Felix paused for a moment, then stepped back. “How about this?” He spun for a second, leg snapping out in a hook kick before going back to his original stance. “Cool enough for you?”

“How did you do that so fast? Don’t you lose your balance?” you asked, a little confused. Felix had done a full 360 degree turn at top speed without even wobbling, while you could barely manage to kick a side kick even somewhat fast.

He grinned at you, the smile crinkling the corners of his eyes. “I have been doing this for a while _____, it’s not that hard. The trick is to let the momentum of your turn get transferred into your strike. I’ll show you.” He held out a hand to help you up and you took it.

He yanked you up, pulling hard on your arm. A little too hard.

You almost crashed right into him, catching yourself with your hands on his chest. You’d never seen his face from such close quarters, his nose wavering barely an inch or so away from yours.

“I didn’t know you had freckles,” you whispered, unconsciously reaching out to trace his cheek with your fingertips.

He leaned towards you, and your fingers were just brushing his cheek when—

“Wow, _____, Felix, watch the PDA!” hooted Minho from the doorway where he had been talking to Woojin.

The two of you sprang apart, blushing furiously. “He’s not— we were just—” You were so embarrassed you could barely finish your sentence. What do both of them think of me now? That was awful! I don’t think I can ever look Woojin in the face again. And Minho’s never going to let me live this down.

What if he tells my mother? She’s been hounding me to get a boyfriend for ages, the usual “Oh, honey, you aren’t getting any younger, you know your father and I met in college too.” This is going to be bad… and it doesn’t help that my crush hasn’t lessened one bit since these lessons started.

Felix seemed to have given some sort of explanation while you were busy freaking out in the privacy of your mind, and the two older boys had accepted whatever he had said and gone back to their own conversation. You could still feel Minho’s eyes on you though.

He’s telling my mom. And his mom. And they’re going to corner me the next time I go home. Fantastic.

“Hey, _____?” Felix’s voice broke into your thoughts. “You know, you’re getting pretty good at this. You should come to one of our team meetings, I think you can handle it now. We’re having a small tournament to practice for the big one coming up next month.”

“Do you really think I’m ready? It hasn’t been that long yet,” you mused, going over to the bench to grab your water bottle.

“You’re definitely ready! You could probably spar a yellow belt even though you’re just a white belt. After all your practice with me, a yellow belt would seem easy for you.”

You rolled your eyes at Felix. “You. Go. Easy. On. Me.”

“Maybe, but you’re still good enough, trust me! At least try one of the meetings, it could be fun!” He bounced up and down, looking at you with the biggest, softest puppy dog eyes you’d ever seen anyone make. “Please _____?”

“If you’re sure… I’ll come.” Welp. Time to leave the baby pond and go out into the real world. I mean it was sweet of Felix to tutor me privately but I guess it would be a lot of fun to learn in a bigger group too.

---

You arrived at the gym, a little surprised by the small crowd of shoes filling the shoe rack. Whenever you and Felix met up the racks were pretty empty, only a few people using the rooms at that time. You pulled off your shoes and socks and entered, carrying your water bottle and phone with you. Glancing around, you took in the 30 or so odd students standing and stretching, looking for the familiar orange hair of one Felix Lee.

“Oh hey, are you Felix’s s/o?” A short haired girl came up to you, smiling. She had a red belt around her waist and red streaks to match in her hair. She looks scary… I bet she’s really good. “He’s over there, in the corner.”

“I’m not his s/o or anything,” you explained hurriedly. “He’s just been teaching me for a while and today was supposed to be my first time practicing with the team.”

“Oh. With the amount he talks about you I would have thought you were dating. My bad, sorry.” she wandered away, yelling at a couple of blue belts to “Get your act together and stretch before you spar!”

You walked up to Felix, tapping him gently on the shoulder. “Hey Felix!”

“Hey _____, you made it! Come on, let’s stretch and then you can try sparring.” He grabbed your hand and pulled you over to a clear spot on the mats before beginning his stretching routine. The two of you worked in silence, a little unsure of your dynamic now that there were so many people around.

Finally, a couple of the higher belts started pairing people off, sending you off to spar with this yellow belt, who looked like he’d guzzled two or three energy drinks before coming. He was bouncing everywhere, ready to start at the drop of a hat.

Felix gave you a thumbs up, and then counted off. “Three, two, one, go.”

You immediately struck out with a front kick, stepping quickly backwards to avoid the roundhouse aimed at your ribs. This kid was not going easy on you at all, but Felix was right. You had learned quite a lot, and you could keep your distance enough to land a few solid kicks as well.

Then, disaster struck. You tried kicking a back kick, only to lose your balance as you turned to face your opponent once more. He took advantage of the opening and snapped his foot out, catching you right in the face.

“Ow!” you yelped, clutching your nose.

“Attacks on the face aren’t allowed until green belt!” Felix told the other boy, who looked sheepish.

“I’m so sorry! I didn’t realize how far my foot went! I think I got overexcited! Are you okay?” the boy asked, stepping closer to you.

“I’m fine,” you mumbled, patting your nose gently. “My nose isn’t though… does anyone have ice?”

“I’ll get you some Love, you go and sit on the bench okay?” Felix gently patted your shoulder and walked towards the closet with the first aid chest. “You should sit down and calm down, getting this excited in a fight can hurt you as well,” he said to the other boy, sending him to go sit on the other side of the room.

He came back, ice pack and towel clutched in his hands. “Let me see?” he asked, kneeling at your feet.

You moved your hands away from your red, throbbing nose and flinched as the cold plastic touched your face. “It’s freezing.”

“It’s an ice pack Love, that’s the point. Now hold this in place, yeah?” He sat down on the bench next to you once you had a firm grip on the ice pack.

“This is great, my mom’s going to kill me. I’ll never get a boyfriend now that my face is broken,” you mumbled. Minho probably already informed her about Felix, the little snake.  Now when she seems my nose she’s going to lament my lack of romantic prospects for the next month.

“You’re wrong you know.” Felix’s deep voice was quiet, only just audible over the hubbub in the gym.

You frowned, then winced as the movement jarred your nose. “What do you mean Felix?”

“Ummm…” he wavered for a moment, unsure of whether or not to continue. Could he really be hinting…?

“Spit it out.”

“WillyougooutwithmeIreallylikeyou?”

“What?” You had absolutely no idea what he’d just said.

“Will you go out with me? I really like you a lot _____, I even gave you private lessons because I wanted to get to know you better. You had potential but you could have just joined the club from the start… I kind of wanted to have a little time with just you.” His expression was earnest, drawing you in with those bright, twinkling eyes of his.

He’s so cute… how on earth could I say no?

“Of course! I like you too Felix!” You smiled happily at him, then groaned again as the movement of your lips hurt your nose.

“Don’t move your face! You’ll hurt yourself!” Felix fussed, patting your cheek gently. “Besides, I’m never letting you get hurt again. I’m the only one allowed to spar you now; that way no one can hurt you.”

“Don’t be silly Felix!” you elbowed him softly, amused by his over the top declaration.

Does this mean I have to thank Minho for introducing us?

---

“You got this Felix! You’re two points up, you can win this!” you yelled from the sidelines, watching your boyfriend spar. It was your first tournament, and you’d already gotten your new yellow belt and a shiny silver medal to boot.

Felix, almost as though he had heard you over the noise, struck out again, this time landing two solid kicks on his opponent one after the other. The referee blew his whistle not three seconds after that, and Felix backed off, grinning.

“You won!” you mouthed at him, catching his eye.

“I had my lucky charm,” he mouthed back, grinning wildly. He shook hands with his opponent after bowing to them and walked over to you, pulling off his helmet.

“Congratulations Felix, you won gold!” you hugged him tightly, ignoring the sweat that was dampening his uniform.

“Congratulations to you too Love, you did so well for your first tournament!” He wrapped an arm around you, the smile on his face just growing with each passing second.

“Smile you two!” Minho held up his phone, snapping a photo of the two of you laughing and holding up your medals with your arms around each other. “This is sickeningly cute; I should never have introduced you two!”

“Send it to me hyung, I need a new lock screen.” Felix winked at you as he pulled out his phone. “I need my lucky charm with me after all.”

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The Patrician

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2LWnq77

by GrinningColossus

Patrocinium is the Ancient Roman custom wherein the patronus and cliens, the patron and the client, form a relationship of mutual benefaction, the client pledging service to the patron, and the patron performing favors for the client.

Hank is a waning yet still respected patron, and makes his living pleading cases to the Senate on his clients' behalf. It's during just such a case that he first lays eyes on Connor. Though Connor is only a servant, Hank can sense the potential in him: the potential to learn, the potential to succeed, and perhaps the potential to be...something more.

Words: 2500, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hank Anderson, Connor (Detroit: Become Human), various cameos

Relationships: Hank Anderson/Connor

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Historical, Ancient Rome, nobleman Hank, servant-turned-apprentice Connor, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Tags will be added as we go

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2LWnq77

[big-takeshi]

En esta época de transición, entre el modo de producción esclavista y el feudal, se experimentó una crisis urbana sin precedentes. El predominio económico casi absoluto del ámbito rural eclipsó el protagonismo de la participación en este aspecto de las ciudades y el comercio. Aquellos años, ante la inseguridad aportada por los desórdenes civiles y las invasiones bárbaras, también como consecuencia de la decadencia del poder central, las ciudades romanas se van despoblando y los propietarios de pequeñas parcelas rurales buscarán la protección de los terratenientes. Es lo que se conoce como encomendación, mediante la cual un patrón quedaba obligado a dar protección o patrocinium a su cliente o vasallo, a la vez que este último entraba al servicio del primero y juraba respetarlo y obedecer sus órdenes. David Barreras y Cristina Durán.

[hannorlibrary]

by GrinningColossus

Patrocinium is the Ancient Roman custom wherein the patronus and cliens, the patron and the client, form a relationship of mutual benefaction, the client pledging service to the patron, and the patron performing favors for the client.

Hank is a waning yet still respected patron, and makes his living pleading cases to the Senate on his clients' behalf. It's during just such a case that he first lays eyes on Connor. Though Connor is only a servant, Hank can sense the potential in him: the potential to learn, the potential to succeed, and perhaps the potential to be...something more.

Words: 2500, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hank Anderson, Connor (Detroit: Become Human), various cameos

Relationships: Hank Anderson/Connor

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Historical, Ancient Rome, nobleman Hank, servant-turned-apprentice Connor, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Tags will be added as we go

[ao3feed-connor]

The Patrician

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2LWnq77

by GrinningColossus

Patrocinium is the Ancient Roman custom wherein the patronus and cliens, the patron and the client, form a relationship of mutual benefaction, the client pledging service to the patron, and the patron performing favors for the client.

Hank is a waning yet still respected patron, and makes his living pleading cases to the Senate on his clients' behalf. It's during just such a case that he first lays eyes on Connor. Though Connor is only a servant, Hank can sense the potential in him: the potential to learn, the potential to succeed, and perhaps the potential to be...something more.

Words: 2500, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English

Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Hank Anderson, Connor (Detroit: Become Human), various cameos

Relationships: Hank Anderson/Connor

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Historical, Ancient Rome, nobleman Hank, servant-turned-apprentice Connor, Eventual Romance, Eventual Smut, Tags will be added as we go

read it on the AO3 at http://bit.ly/2LWnq77

[catholicwatertown]

Pope Francis sends letter to special envoy to Jubilee of Lima in Peru

(Vatican Radio)  Pope Francis has sent a letter to Cardinal Raúl Eduardo Vela Chiriboga, Archbishop Emeritus of Quito, Ecuador, whom he appointed as his special envoy at the concluding celebration of the Archdiocesan Jubilee of Lima in Peru.

The event takes place on 30 August 2017, on the occasion of the four-hundredth anniversary of the death of St. Rose of Lima.

The papal mission accompanying Cardinal Vela Chiriboga will be composed of:

- Don Alberto Jesús Maraví Petrozzi, spiritual director of the Conciliar Seminary of “Santo Toribio”;

- Don Jaime Jesús Calvo Zárate, chancellor of the Archdiocesan Curia and spiritual director of the Hermandad del Señor de Los Milagros de Las Nazarenas.

The full Latin text of the Pope's letter is below:

Venerabili Fratri Nostro

RADULFO EDUARDO S.R.E. Cardinali VELA CHIRIBOGA Archiepiscopo Emerito Quitensi

Clarissima sancta Rosa de Lima, quae sicut lilium inter spinas (Ct 2,2) crevit, Domini amica facta est ab infantia, eo quod iam puellula Ipsi virginitatem suam vovit et virtutes colere coepit. Inde Beatissimae Virginis Mariae et sanctae Catharinae Senensis exemplo et intercessione concitata, plane vitam suam Deo obtulit, habitu Sororum Tertii Ordinis regularis Praedicatorum assumpto, paenitentiae ac orationi dedita atque zelo ardens peccatores et indigenas cunctos Christo in aeternum lucrifacere. Sed etiam omnis creationis amore inflammata, uti sancti Dominici spiritalis filia, animalia, flores, herbas cunctaque viventia ad Creatori laudem tribuendam saepe invitabat. Haud casu igitur ea caelestis Patrona utriusque Americae, Philippinarum et Indiarum occidentalium a Decessore Nostro Clemente X est declarata.

Cum autem proximo mense Augusto quadringentos elapsos annos recordabimur ab illa die iucundissima qua haec Sancta felix ad caelestes nuptias cum divino Sponso pervenit, Venerabilis Frater Noster Ioannes Aloisius S.R.E. Cardinalis Cipriani Thorne, Archiepiscopus Metropolita Limanus, Nos certiores fecit de Anno Iubilari, quo illius in feliciorem vitam transitus a Christifidelibus una cum Pastoribus Peruviae et Americae celebratur, simul postulans ut quidam Legatus Noster adforet qui huius fausti eventus exitum Nostra salutatione et benedictione iuvaret.

Permoti quidem petitione eiusdem sacri Pastoris, sed etiam Peruviani populi magni aestimantes fidem et devotionem erga sanctam Rosam ceterosque plurimos sanctos et beatos, qui ista in regione quinque per saecula Evangelium annuntiabant et copiosos fructus spiritales colligebant, decernimus Purpuratum Patrem illuc mittere, qui die XXX proximi mensis Augusti Archidioecesis Limanae Annum Iubilarem sollemniore ritu concludet. Ad te verum fidentes nunc recurrimus, Venerabilis Frater Noster, qui sexaginta annos sacerdotalis comples ministerii et quadraginta quinque per annos Episcopi digne fers onera, et Patronam hanc devotione prosequens et populum fidelem sincere diligens. His proinde Litteris te, benemeritum Praesulem, Nostrum Missum Extraordinarium ad memoratam celebrationem libenter destinamus.

Die igitur XXX mensis Augusti dictis liturgicis celebrationibus Nostro nomine praesidebis Nostramque benignam Pastoribus et Christifidelibus congrue significabis salutationem. Populum congregatum hortaberis ad ferventem erga sanctam Rosam de Lima devotionem, ut ipsa a Deo plurimas impetret gratias in bonum tum universae archidioecesis Limanae tum etiam aliorum hominum sive in Peruviae regionibus sive in toto terrarum orbe. Cuius patrocinium et Nostro summo Petrino ministerio exposcatis humiliter rogamus. Denique Benedictionem Nostram Apostolicam imo ex corde tibi imprimis, Venerabilis Frater Noster, faustam sexagesimam anniversariam presbyteralis ordinationis memoriam hodie laetanti animo celebranti, deinde dilectis Pastoribus ac filiis et filiabus illic congregatis omnibusque faustum hunc eventum participantibus amanter dilargimur.

Ex Aedibus Vaticanis, die XXVIII mensis Iulii, anno MMXVII, Pontificatus Nostri quinto.

FRANCISCUS

(from Vatican Radio)

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Egbert Psalter

Christ crowning Gertrude and Yaropolk, illumination from the Trier Psalter Maturnus of Cologne, from the earlier illuminations The Egbert Psalter (also known as the Gertrude Psalter or Trier Psalter) is a medieval illuminated manuscript Psalter preserved in the municipal museum of Cividale, Italy (Ms. CXXXVI). The psalter is an example of the illuminated manuscripts associated with the Ottonian Renaissance. It was originally created around the year 980 by the monks of the Abbey of Reichenau (a monk named Ruodprecht is mentioned in the original dedication) for Archbishop Egbert of Trier. In the mid-11th century, the book passed to Gertrude, wife of Iziaslav of Kiev. She included her prayer book as part of the codex and commissioned its illuminations, which curiously blend Byzantine and Romanesque traditions. In the 12th century, the codex was in the possession of the Andechs-Merania family, and was given to Elizabeth of Hungary either by her mother, Gertrude of Merania, or by her aunt, Saint Hedwig of Andechs. According to a 16th-century note on folio 8r, Saint Elizabeth gave the codex to the cathedral of Cividale in 1229. The book features a large picture of Apostle Peter venerated by Gertrude and her son Yaropolk, whose Christian name was Peter. It is known that Yaropolk was the first to build a church to St Peter in Kiev and that he placed an image of that saint on his coins. In 1075 he was sent by his dethroned father to Rome in order to secure the Pope's support in recompense for bringing Russ (Ruth) under the patronage of St Peter ("patrocinium beati Petri"). There are two letters of Pope Gregory VII to the king of Poland and to Svyatoslav II of Kiev admonishing them to return the Kievan throne to Izyaslav. More details Android, Windows

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Masterlist

[F] - Fluff

[A] - Angst

[P] - Platonic

Bang Chan:

Falling For You (So Sweetly) (Soulmate AU Series) [F]

Slowly, Suddenly, and Then All at Once (CEO AU) (Enemies to Lovers) [F]

It’s the small things that matter [F] 

Cinderfella [F] [A] (Fairytale AU Series) 

Lee Minho:

A Burst of Vibrance  (Soulmate AU Series) [F]

For Who Could Ever Learn to Love a Dragon? (Fairytale AU Series) [F]

Seo Changbin:

Sewing Your Heart Together  (Soulmate AU Series) [F]

Inked Into My Skin (Alternate Job AU Series) [F]

I Spy With My Little Eye (Spy AU) [F] 

Little Red Robbing Hood (Mafia AU) (Fairytale AU Series) [F] [A]

Hwang Hyunjin:

Lucky Ducky (Soulmate AU Series) [F]

Break a Leg (High School AU) (Dancer AU) [F]

Han Jisung: 

Someone you used to love [A]

Freshly Cut Flowers (Soulmate AU Series) [F] 

Typewriters and an Adorable Poet [F]

It All Started with Carrots (Classic Literature AU Series) [F] [P] 

Lee Felix:

Your Own Light  (Soulmate AU Series) [F]

Lectionum Patrocinium (Taekwondo AU) (College AU) [F]

Kim Seungmin:

Spinning Around You  (Soulmate AU Series) [F]

Snapshot (Alternate Job AU Series) [F]

Coincidentally Yours (Roommate AU) [F]

Yang Jeongin:

A Little More than Just Lab Partners (High School AU) [F] 

Tattooed on Your Heart (Soulmate AU Series) [F]

Flower Boy [F]

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