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dlartistanon · 1 year
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Fitting meme to remember her other legacy
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marshmallowprotection · 4 months
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The Choi twins are just ketchup and ranch
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Okay.
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luwyv · 1 year
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cursed idea: TALL FOUR
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Thanks! I hate it!
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Ramses I
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Ramses the I is usually somewhat overlooked, partially due to being overshadowed by his eventual successors and namesakes, Ramses II and Ramses III, the former of which is considered to be 'Ramses the Great', and both of which achieved great things in the realm of battle and buildings. Also unfortunate for Ramses I is the length of his reign, which while disputed, is considered to have been relatively short.
Menpehtyre Ramses, born of Seti, started and was the first Pharaoh of the 19th dynasty of Egypt, and the dates of his reign are generally considered to be around 1292–1290 BC or 1295–1294 BC. However, he was born as a common man, and his father, Seti, was a military commander. Originally, Ramses I's name was Pa-ra-messu, and he eventually grew to succeed his father's rank in the military. Due to this, he became a close confidant with the Pharaoh of the time, the Pharaoh Horemheb.
You may know Horemheb as being one of the main successors of the throne after Tutankhamun's death which, to my knowledge, is wrapped in a little bit of a mystery, but was likely due to genetic malformations from his many diseases. Ay and Horemheb, the Grand Vizier and the General of Armies (respectively), held the main power of the country while Tutankhamun was Pharaoh. This was a time of turmoil––the country was just recovering from the reign of the heretic Akhenaten, who had banned religious worship of any God but the Aten, and essentially attempted to enforce monotheism upon a culture that had been polytheistic for thousands of years previously. Akhenaten had also severely neglected Egypt's relationship with foreign powers. Obviously, people weren't very happy with Akhenaten, and I think it likely they were not fond of Akhenaten's son, Tutankhamun, either. But Tutankhamun, with the help of his advisors and of Ay and Horemheb, reversed many of his heretic father's commands and laws. But Tutankhamun still sailed to the west at the age of 19. He had two baby girls, but neither of them survived past infancy. He had no successors, so Ay took the throne, and then Horemheb.
Horemheb enacted many more reformations to remove Akhenaten's efforts to change Egypt. He tore down the statues of Akhenaten and his monuments, reusing the stone in monuments and temples of his own. He also reused the monuments built for Ay and Tutankhamun, though this was a common practice in Egypt. But Horemheb had no surviving sons, so when it came time for Horemheb to pass on and appoint a new Pharaoh, his Grand Vizier took his place; Paramessu, who would take the name Ramesses I, meaning "Ra has fashioned Him". Ramses I was nearly 50 years old when he ascended to the throne. It was a remarkable age to become Pharaoh, as at this time, he would've already been considered elderly.
What little he did during his life was later completed by his son and successor, Seti I. He himself accomplished mainly one thing, which was to send additions to the garrison at Aswan, the border between Egypt and Nubia; though he also led a military expedition into west Asia and reopened turquoise mines in the Sinai. But the most remarkable things are the ones he didn't complete himself, such as additions to the Karnak temple complex in east Thebes, known as Waset at the time. He ordered to be carved great reliefs into the second pylon of the Karnak temple, which is a massive gateway that one sees relatively soon upon entering the complex. In Abydos, he began construction of a chapel and a temple, but it would have to be completed by his son, as Menpehtyre Ramses died in either the year of 1290 or 1294. His reign was so short that he had very little time to schedule or complete any great monuments, and even his tomb was rushed to be completed, and he was hastily buried in the Valley of the Kings. This rush unfortunately led to a great deal of errors being made in the paintings upon his sarcophagus. Later, however, Ramses I's son, Seti I, finished the chapel in honor of his father, with beautiful carvings and reliefs at Abydos.
His tomb was robbed thoroughly. By the time archaeologists got to it, all that remained were two six-foot tall (1.8 meters) wooden guardian statues who once had gold-foil skin, statuettes of Gods from the underworld, and the massive granite coffin which no longer carried its' owner. Menpehtyre Ramses had been taken to the Royal Cache, located above Hatshepsut's mortuary temple to the southeast. It was the tomb of the pharaoh Amenhotep II, but repurposed to be a protective place for the mummies of many Pharaohs and Queens, as most of the tombs of the Valley of the Kings had become victims of graverobbers. These protective actions were taken by the High Priest of Amun, Pinedjem II, in the 21st Dynasty.
Unfortunately this did not stop the usurping of Ramses I's body. He was stolen by the Abu-Rassul family of grave-robbers and sold by a Turkish vice-consular agent named Mustapha Aga Ayat in Luxor to a man named Dr. James Douglas. Douglas brought Ramses I to the US around the year of 1860, where he was placed in a museum in Niagara Falls with little information known about him. All that was speculated was that he was 'a Prince of Egypt'. Ownership of the museum, and thus of Ramses I, was passed through several hands, but his importance was only recognized with the help of the Canadian Egyptologist Gayle Gibson. Fortunately, in the year 2003, October 24, Menpehtyre Ramses was returned to his homeland of Egypt, and is now resting in the Mummification Museum in Luxor, Upper Egypt.
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curtsbigspoon · 2 months
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As you said, and I agree, Croz and Bubbles are definitely sweethearts, the kind of love where people look at them and think “yeah, there’s two idiots in love”. The kind of love where they sneak drunken kisses behind the base chapel on party night and steal each other’s food during breakfast.
Oh boy, here we go...
I think you're absolutely right. It would be that kind of love.
The kind where everyone else just seems to blur when the other is in the room. The kind where no one can make them laugh, cry, feel the way each other can. The kind where they pass little notes to one another during busy work hours, sweet little messages, playful teasing, things that might bring a smile to the others face when work is getting stressful.
The kind of love where they constantly find ways to bring mischief the other. Whether it's yelling something, doing something to their clothes, nudging into them hard as they're about to pass each other just to shove them into someone unsuspecting. They giggle about it together afterwards, hands pushing into shoulders, play fighting until someone gives in, or until that fighting turns to something else.
The kind of love where one person will have the last bite of a treat, and the other will make those puppy eyes until eventually they either give in, or they finish it out of spite, and then the two fall together into a fit of uncontrollable laughter.
When they've both had a drink, they saw the sweetest things about one another, even to other soldiers.
"You seen my buddy Bubbles? He's the best goddamn navigator I know, he'll knock your socks off."
"You seen my pal Cros? He's my bestest buddy in the whole wild world, I wouldn't be here without him."
They think it's so funny, telling everyone what great friends they are. Because no one will ever understand how they look at one another out on the fields, when the stars are the only thing lighting the sky, and the breeze is cold but not enough to hurt.
They'll have their hands clasped together on the grass.
They'll lay press their backs to the ground, fingers gently brushing against each other, and then they'll turn, and they'll press their lips just so.
The world collapses with them.
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sigmahimejoshi · 3 months
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Boss me around
Didn't I tell you to clean them damn dishes? Dont play with me. If you don't clean them dishes, you never finna see that little Nintendo box or whatever again cause I am NOT one of yo little friends, child! /j
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itsnotreal · 1 month
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hi nikki 💗 so i wrote this prompt and if you could write a drabble for it i would be forever grateful 🙏🏼 love youuu 💗
“Okay, this next one is pretty special.” Harry made his way up the catwalk, towards main stage. “The anniversary of the song just recently passed, so I want you to scream it at the top of your lungs.” The crowed started to scream louder and he smirked, eyes finding a few people in the crowd. “It’s also got someone pretty special to me at the beginning. My eldest daughter, Charlie.” As soon as he said her name, the audio clip played.
Come on dada, we wanna say goodnight to you
“Hey!” He shouted into the mic, throwing out some crazy shapes as he got into it. He got a bit of an uneasy feeling in his stomach as he made his way to the left side of the stage, but kept singing all the while.
When he turned back the other way, he inched closer towards the center stage, head peaking around the side to look back stage.
Louis was standing just outside of crowd view, holding their six months old son in his arms, an apologetic look flickered over his features when their eyes met.
Harry furrowed his eyebrows, as he sang, “He just wants to know that you’re well, oohh…”
He did a spin move and made his way over to the right side of the stage, just behind the curtain, “Everything alright?” He mouthed to Louis.
“Hungry.” Louis mouthed back.
Harry gave a soft smile towards Sky who had his arms out for Harry. During a small music break in the song Harry rushed over and pulled the baby into his arms, holding him horizontal. Sky mouthed over his chest until he latched onto Harry’s nipple. A born natural. It was a bit wild how babies just knew.
“Be right back.” Harry said to Louis, pressing a kiss to his lips and then he was off again. Holding Sky against him as he walked around stage now. He wasn’t about to dance and risk losing his nipple. The little boy had a few teeth now.
The crowd went wild for it.
Harry shushed them, “Motherly duty calls.” He said into the mic with a shrug. It sent the crowd into a chorus of ‘awh’.
When the song came to a close, Harry held up a finger. “Be right back.” And then he was walking off stage to hand Sky back to Louis. “Be good for papa. Just a few more songs.” He said before rushing back out to a screaming crowd.
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serapheseraphim · 3 months
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Slurping up someone's intestines like spaghetti during sex.
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criminalisticonsultant · 10 months
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Moriarty, so it begins. There is no reward without effort.
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allycat75 · 4 months
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First harsh rant of 2024, Boston Dumb Fuck.
Way to take for granted and waste all that potential and opportunity people who are living paycheck to paycheck to pursue their dream would love to have. I know the industry is a cesspool and makes you do things you don't want to do, but someone with better judgement and moral fortitude may not have had to have been backed into such a draconian corner.
Your carelessness and callousness was left unchecked for far too long and that is how you ended up having to make this permanently life-altering decision, not only professionally, but personally. You are completely lost in so many ways, indefinitely stuck in your own head portal, like "Being John Malkovich" and you have no idea which "Chris Evans" is real. But maybe you never truly knew who you were to being with and that was why it was so easy for the Big Bad Wolves to sacrifice you to their Greed God's.
Can this weak, broken ship be righted? Only if you do the work you have selfishly avoided for so long. It will be rough. It will be dark. You are going to want to quit and go back to your passive-aggressive ways, but you may find they may not give you the spoils they once did. The best path is bravely forward if you want some hope of becoming a decent human being.
But that is also your choice. You could always continue playing the stupid game and live this life of counterfeit emotions and actions, in a prison of anxiety of your own making, with brewing un-explored evil at its foundation, that will eventually eat you alive until you either feel everything- every joke at your expense, every true love to pass you by, every one of humanity's sins that can be laid directly at your feet, every success of someone who could have been you- or you will feel absolutely nothing at all. It will all show, however, in your lifeless, once vibrant and glowing eyes.
I am reminding you of this early in the year because it is a myth that we have nothing but time. It waits for no one and you have wasted so much of it already- don't think your privledge can buy you more. It's not like bots on social media. Get to steppin' and do the work you should have been doing all along, you nearly soulless shell of a man!
Have a great day! 👋
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sweetface-the-dollbaby · 10 months
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I refuse to believe someone as happy as you can possibly exist
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all444miles · 2 years
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To all the people said what you said to Kit Connor, fuck you, genuinely. I don’t give a single fuck if you were “fighting for your rights” or whatever bullshit excuse you wanna come up with. It doesn’t matter if you thought that Kit was queerbaiting. You’re in the fucking wrong regardless. Now I haven’t watched heartstopper, but I know it mentions one of the characters saying that you don’t have to come out immediately. Did y’all read that right? You don’t. Kit had all the right to keep his sexuality private and not to tell everyone about it. He didn’t want to come out yet. He didn’t have to. He didn’t need to. But you people forced him to do it anyway because you were “protecting you’re community from homophobia” — newsflash, you’re not the fucking hero, bitch. You’re not protecting anybody. You are, in fact, being the homophobic dickhead. Y’all forced a man out of his own will to come out as bisexual because you refused to understand that some people don’t wanna come out. Some want to stay closeted. But y’all wouldn’t let that happen. Way to spread the word, right? I hate all of you, and I hope you get bashed the same way you did to him too.
Listen to me when I say this: celebrities, do not, owe you shit. Whatso-fucking-ever. Never had done, never will.
Is that what you wanted? Is this the visibility you asked for? Is this what you fought for?
You fuckers make me sick, really. You guys are the reason this community is going backwards instead of forward. Y’all are the problem, go fix yourself before running your mouth.
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mickgaydolenz · 1 year
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hi...is this the monkees pad...?
it sure is, come on in brother! the guys are just out at the moment, but we can chill while we wait for them! oh, don’t mind mr. schneider over there, he had too much coke last night, guy is still completely out of his skull
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adenial · 11 months
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brushes away a bit of hair from their face, from their neck.
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ㅤㅤthey start in momentary surprise , his rough callouses enough to take his thoughts away from whatever they were focused on and focus only on him . his finger tips , his hands , were warm -- full of life -- in a way that made something bloom in their chest , bursting up . the heat presses to lovek's skin , a light and faint flush kissing their skin pink . ㅤㅤbut the surge isn't just butterflies in their stomach , trapped in ribs forever . it's pain , uncertainty , a flash of something caught by the way their brows twitch and furrow together before relaxing , then furrowing again . ㅤㅤits lovek's heart rising in their throat and swelling up , shutting down all chance of catching the breath yhwach was stealing away . it's an ache that doesn just stop in the center of their chest , or in their throat , but permeates to their own arms , their own hands . ㅤㅤit's a desire . it's been eating lovek raw , centuries of it mounting up , pressuring , and it never let's go . there are respites , they come more often now than they did before . but it's still there , trapping them in place whenever it's kindled . ㅤㅤperiwinkle eyes watch yhwach and savor every touch , the adam of their throat bobbing nervously , and it's like lovek is a fly , trapped in a spiders web .
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ㅤㅤit's so cruel . ㅤㅤyhwach is so fucking cruel . ㅤㅤsomething burns in lovek's eyes , pricking and angry , the heat rising up to the point it's unbearable , and lovek has to look away . ㅤㅤthey turn their head sharply , but they're never strong enough to move away . ㅤㅤno , no matter what . they always stay right where they are , ever the fool . hoping the touch remains a little longer , they feel their skin ache where his touch had previously been . ㅤㅤthey think , but do not dare to say , stay a bit longer . they think , lay your hand against my cheek . hold me . move a little closer . cherish me . ㅤㅤit'll never happen . and yet , lovek never gets the memo . ㅤㅤtears swell , and then they dry -- never spilled , never seen . ㅤㅤtheir heart dies down , it numbs and is swallowed by reality , and with a heavy inhale , lovek looks back to their king , and nothing has happened . nothing has changed . ㅤㅤthey smile , something small that never touches their eyes , and speak : ㅤㅤ"ㅤmy hair is wild today ,ㅤㅤi should tie it back today , i think .ㅤ"
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🌟 + lyric and gill…. but in the royalty au 👁️👁️
Dapper rambles for a half hour about her au
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