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Imagine Annabeth and Percy have a kid early, unplanned and it kinda fucks with their finances so Percy drops out of school to get a job so he can care for the kid and support Annabeth in school. At first he gets a job teaching kids sword fighting but then he hears about underwater welding which pays well because it’s dangerous but Percy is a child of the sea so it’s much less so for him. His boss is even willing to give him flexible hours which means Annabeth doesn’t have to take their kid to class anymore and they can actually afford daycare (why does is it the price of a mortgage nowadays???). A huge financial burden is lifted and Percy doesn’t mind the work so it’s good all the way around.
Fast forward to when Annabeth is done her masters in architecture and lands a job at a top firm. They’ve got savings and have Annabeth’s income to rely on. Percy heads back to school and finishes a degree in marine biology, going on to research some really niche topics like how underwater welding impacts the environment and shifting from there until he’s a well known expert in the field.
Just them finding their way. Supporting each other and landing on their feet no matter what
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obscureenthusiast · 1 year
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-Brutus and as many as 60 co-conspirators, circa March 14th, 44 BC
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brookheimer · 1 year
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phenomenal episode overall. kendall demanding clouds because he saw them in berlin and trying not to cry when the stagehands cannot in fact build berlin in a day. matsson walking barefoot across a tarmac. shiv and tom biting deep into each other's forearms to see who can withstand the pain the longest in public at a fancy business event. roman firing a random woman because she didn't seem to think he lived up to his dad. roman firing gerri because she doesn't think he lives up to his dad. roman regretting firing gerri immediately and asking ken to undo it but ken is overjoyed and says it's what dad would do so roman smiles and says okay. kendall floating faceup in a body of water that he dove into of his own accord. shiv booking an empty conference room to cry in when no one's around. gerri saying fuck. karl serving cunt. roman genuinely feeling bad about not including shiv, apologizing to her, and asking if they could all hug. kendall announcing a bizarre dystopian real estate project that's framed as 'like a cruise but on land and forever and by forever we mean forever we're talking cryogenics.' tomshiv playing straight chicken all episode. roman listening to an edit of his father insulting him over and over on the ride home. everything i ever could've wanted
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tomwambsgays · 5 months
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watching scott pilgrim takes off just made me miss hearing kieran culkin's voice so here's a drunk roman roy in That One wallace comic panel
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two-aliens-in-a-suit · 2 months
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Average First Doctor reaction to causing mass arson
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stewyhosseini-bf · 11 months
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they are literally brothers that's his little brother man!!!!!! you don't get it!!!!!!
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avelera · 1 month
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Let's Play: What's Wrong with this Sculpture?
Following in the theme of sharing astonishing moments of ancient sculpture pedantry here on Tumblr, based on my brief undergraduate stint as a T.A of ancient art history, I thought I'd share one of my other proudest moments of being an absolutely insufferable know-it-all about ancient sculptures.
In the process, I hope I can also share some of the sort of largely useless (from a practical perspective) information that Tumblr tends to glory in, so buckle up buttercups.
This question was posed to me on a walking tour of the Capitoline Museum in my ancient art history class while I was living abroad. Our professor, a delightfully curmudgeonly Belgian, stopped in front and asked us to figure out why this sculpture is just plain wrong.
I intend to walk you through the process of how I got the right answer and, after gaining my teacher's rare approval, glowed with enough serotonin to power a small nuclear reactor.
So, let's return to the original question: what is wrong with this sculpture?
Because if you are truly eagle-eyed you should be able to spot what very famous sculpture this actually is, before an overly imaginative Frenchman brought it back wrong.
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Hint #1: It was incorrectly restored.
Look closely at the the difference of the patina, or color of the stone. It's a bit hard to tell in this photo, but the head was added later. It's a paler white than the core of the torso, which is what we have of the original sculpture.
Hint #2: It was incorrectly restored in the 18th century by a Frenchman (Pierre-Étienne Monnot) who made some, shall we say, creative interpretations of what's going on here.
You can tell it's by an 18th c. Frenchman because the facial features are so delicate. Ancient statues tend to have less narrow and delicate chins and noses. In general, that is a dead giveaway when something is 18th century French vs. Ancient Greek or Roman.
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Here's a good example. The first sculpture is 18th c. French, the second is the famous Venus de Milo. Note her blockier chin and less delicate features. So in the future, you can tell these sort of later additions to Greek or Roman sculptures if they added a new head because 17-19th century sculptors in Europe had tools (like finer drill tips) and tastes (beauty standards that favored more delicate men and women) that led to a pronounced difference in the faces.
Hint #3: Check out the anatomy of his lower shoulder. That's another addition, that arm should not be coming straight out of a torso where the muscle, if you look closely, is turned inward.
Seriously, that looks painful.
Hint #4: The sword he's holding up is just total nonsense for the Roman era. I mean, the restoration makes no secret of the fact that this sword is a later addition, but it's also just an absolute nonsense sword with its silly little curved cross guard. This Frenchman literally just made it up.
Here's an ancient sculpture with a sword in it that actually looks right:
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From the Ludovisi Gaul, a famous Hellenistic Baroque work of Greek sculpture. Note the much blockier sword though I will admit, it could be a later addition, I don't know for 100% certain, but I'm pretty sure it's the original. Regardless, it fits the sculpture much better and let me add that sword I'm criticizing is completely made up for the sculpture we're talking about and is not there in the original sculpture that was incorrectly restored.
Ok, so those are all the hints.
Look closely at the body of the first sculpture. Cut away the arms that are not connected to the body correctly, the sword that shouldn't be there, the face that was far too delicate. When you separate those later additions out, can you tell me what sculpture that actually is?
Because here is the reveal!
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The Discus Thrower, aka, the Discobolus by Myron.
The French restorationist got carried away by his own imagination, saw a twisted torso and thought it could only possibly be a warrior in the midst of twisting around to fend off a blow, not an athlete in the midst of a demonstration of skill. It's a martial, fanciful read that completely misinterpreted the subject.
This is why most restoration today employs a much lighter touch, rather than trying to reattach pieces incorrectly, they tend to just outline where the missing pieces are with a light sketch of an educated guess of what might have actually been there. Faulty restorations like the Capitoline Discobolus is one reason for this modern stylistic principle when it comes to restoration work.
When my professor asked us to identify the correct original sculpture that day on the museum tour, it was the sword that pinged me as wrong first, but zeroing in on the core of the sculpture, the torso, is what revealed the true statue underneath.
This notoriously difficult to please professor was very proud when I blurted out, "It's the Discus Thrower!" and the high-octane serotonin I got from his approval probably could have propelled me into the sun that day, and brought to you Yet Another Moment of Ancient Sculpture Pedantry.
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ofswordsandpens · 7 months
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the chalice of the gods becomes objectively funnier if you head canon that percy and annabeth only stay at New Rome for a single semester before realizing its batshit insane there and running for the hills
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manichewitz · 5 months
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why is it that 90% of criticism of the song of achilles just boils down to not accepting the conventions of romance as a genre and wanting it to simply be a different book than what it is? because seriously if you can’t get with the fact that the song of achilles is a queer romance story first and a retelling of the iliad second you’re never gonna make a criticism of it that’s interesting to me. if i wanted to read a book that was accurate to the source material then i would just read the iliad. if i wanted to read a queer romance unfolding on the backdrop of a mythical war i would read the song of achilles. if you dont understand the difference between those two things then your beef with that book is just a waste of time to me
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skruttet · 3 months
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martinex have a new design called "soulmates" (i assume for valentine's day) and whilst it does include the moomin/snorkmaiden hug, it also includes moomin and snufkin!!!!! 🥹💕
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party-lemon · 2 years
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Choose your fighter: reunion tour MCR at a family dinner edition. I like to think I'm wine aunt or cool dad but, like most of you, I am goth cousin
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terenos · 1 year
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Tobias Menzies as Marcus Brutus in Rome (2005)
Gentlemen, this is not some cheap murder! It is an honorable thing that we do, and it must be done honorably. In daylight. On the senate floor. With our own hand.
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sulfies · 6 days
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Wolves In Romé pt2
pt1 here
“I know, I know… believe me I know exactly what you are going through” Ezio could swear he heard a scoff in response
The wolf under him gave a soft whine as he fastened the last knot of the bandage onto the poor animal. He was glad all his fingers were left intact from this encounter...
”I would say you almost sat better than me on my first time” Ezio entertained himself as he talked to the wolf, fingers smoothing the bandage he wrestled onto the beast. “And I do mean the arrow, you horndog… or hornwolf”
His tone teased but Ezio was not lying with his compliments even if the animal could not understand him. The wolf had sat surprisingly still, not that he had wanted to be bit, but he was fairly certain wolves didn't just let you pet and bandage them so he had expected at least a nibble or some puncture marks to remember by.
And now that Ezio had done the basics of medicine, the fact that he was crouched next to a grown wolf that he just helped was entering into his brain fully …. he did not know where to go from there.
His fingers reached back up to the furry ears, digging them into the thick fur to scratch at the spot that got the wolf to close his eyes in a sigh. 
Definitely not a normal wolf.
”You must have an owner, Cuccilio… You are trained at least to human touch aren't you?”
The amber eyes slowly opened back, focused directly to his own.
”Those freaks were chasing after you for a reason hmm? Were they your owners? Please don't tell me they were your owners”
The wolf just tilted his head and sneezed on his face. Rude.
”Yea okay, spray your nasty sylva over my face… not like I saved your hide or anything” He said as he crossed his brows in a fake anger. The reply he got was a soft huff and whack of a tail on his leg. As if the wolf was playing along with his ramblings.
Ezio’s voice was low and soft in the night “Now what to even do with you…”
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“No way!”
“I couldn’t leave him in the city!”
”Ezio… No way!”
”And If I leave him in the woods his wound will just get infected!”
”SO YOU BROUGHT IT HERE?”
Here, being the doorstep of Leo’s studio in the middle of the night.
”Well he did follow me all the way here… he is friendly Leonardo, I swear!”
Leonardo glanced at the monster with blood-soaked fur mouth… 
“It’s a wolf Ezio! Wolves are not friendly.”
”I thought you would be excited to see one! You told me one time how you wanted to study them…” Ezio placed his hands on his hips and… pouted like the grown man he is.
Leo sighed. “Yes a DEAD one, the kind that won't maul me to death.”
”Well, good thing this one won't!”
Leo glanced at the bloody mess sitting right next to Ezio listening to their conversation calmly… weird.
”Merda…” He looked back at Ezio’s grinning face “Where did you even find him Ezio?”
The other man rocked on his feet “He was getting hunted by those crazed wolf worshippers on the street… So I-“
”You thought it was a dog at first and jumped in, didn’t you…?”
Ezio snapped his mouth shut and looked to the side down at his new friend.
”It was dark…”
A snort came from the wolf and it looked back at Ezio with what could be described as a wolf's best attempt at an eye-roll… again, weird.
Another sigh… Leonardo leaned on his doorframe and watched the two most dangerous beings in all of Italy standing at his doorstep in silence for a few seconds.
”You cannot leave me alone with it…”
”I wouldn’t dream of it!”
”not even a second!” “I won't, I promise!”
Ezios grin went bigger as he made a step to go into Leo’s workshop only to get stopped by a hand on his chest.
”I am not kidding Ezio, I do not want to be wolf food!”
This time the wolf's snort was directed at him. Did he understand them? No… animals are animals.
Ezio looked down and with his head gestured to it. “Come on Cuccilio, Leonardo decided to be kind to us… for now”
His third sigh of the night left him and he stepped back,
“If it was anyone else but you Mi Amico… but you need to clean him.”
Ezio’s shoulders dropped in relief.
“Thank you, Leonardo, I owe you one”
“You owe me so much I should just have access to your banking records.”
Ezio laughs as he walks past Leonardo, giving his shoulder a pat. “As if you already don't~”
Leo glared at his friend, almost forgetting about the giant beast till it walked past him like he already owned the place!
“Ay… it's going to be a long night”
He walked toward his wine stash.
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He was finally clean, getting his face dried with a rough towel as he lay on the ground of the workshop.
Desmond was surprised Leonardo actually let them in. At this point, he was concerned both for Ezio and Leo’s rational thinking ability because he personally, under no circumstances, would allow a wolf covered in human blood into his home.
“Now, you are clean… as you can be at least, Cuccilio”
“Really? You are still going to call it a puppy?” 
Ezio looked back to his friend who was sitting at his table sketching Desmond’s form on the ground. Getting used to having a wolf in his studio with the help of a glass or two. 
Now that the initial shock, some-don't ask-how, was gone the artist was happy to get his observations. 
“Well… he doesn't have a name-”
“And he should not, you will get attached the moment you name him Ezio.”
Ezio scoffed “No I wo-” 
“Yes, you will.” Leo smiled down at his friend from where he sat, trying to get Desmond's back muscles right on his paper.
 He was getting sketched by The Leonardo da Vinci, in his studio, as a wolf… 
His tail thumped on the ground slowly.
“I get helping the poor thing, Ezio, but surely you aren’t planning on keeping him?”
Desmond’s ears perked up at that. Ezio put the dirty towel he used to wipe his face away. His other hand still underneath his maw, holding it lightly, while middle two fingers scratched lightly at a spot that gave Desmond’s tail a bit more speed.
Oh no… Desmond knew exactly what Ezio was thinking.
“I mean… I always wanted a dog.”
“Ezio-” Leo started but Ezio cut him off. “He is clearly not a normal one, Leo… took an arrow to the leg and didn't even try to nip when I ripped it out of him..”
His free hand joined to scratch his neck and even if baffled at his stupidity Desmond couldn't stop himself from leaning into it when it was digging into just the right spot.
“Look, he even lets me pet him. I don't think he is a wild one at all… most likely trained.” He looked back at his friend with a grin. “It's a tamed wolf, Leo! I mean-”
“Per l'amor di dio Ezio, You can barely look after yourself, do you have time for a pet? Let alone a wolf?!” His dear friend mused in a concerned tone. 
Desmond looked back at Ezio who was still just petting him with a soft excited smile. 
Oh no…He already made up his mind, didn’t he?
“Oh, who am I talking to…You already made up your mind the moment you brought him to my door didn't you Amico?” the only sane man in the room parroted Desmond’s thoughts.
Ezio turned to look back at his friend his smile turning to a sheepish grin. “Come on Leonardo… when will I ever come across an animal like this again?”
“And you plan on what? Making him a dog assassin? Teach him how to jump roof to roof?”
Desmond sneezed at the image that came to his mind of a wolf in an assassin getup. 
“And does it even want to be kept?”
That made Ezio look back at Desmond, his face showing an expression that said he had not thought of that aspect… Desmond realized he also had not.
He did follow Ezio willingly to here almost automatically but he didn't need to stay here… he could just go, he should just go but… then what? Yes, he was a wolf now, but Desmond was human first and his mind was, surprisingly, still his. 
He didn't know a thing about being a wolf! Would he survive? Did he even understand wolf talk or howl or whatever they do? 
Did he want to be a wolf?
No, he thought.
 He did not want to run through the woods every day hunting for a meal to not starve, sleeping in the open cold air, and waking up with no one to talk to. 
No, he decided. He would not run to the woods.
“Bené… you make a good poi-” Ezio’s somber tone was cut off as Desmond slowly sat up, trying to not move his injured leg too much and plopped his head right on Ezio’s lap, nuzzling into his leg as he sighed softly. Looking up he met his eyes, rich brown ones looking back at him.
“Per carità… forget I even asked” Leonardo’s voice supplied in exhaustion.
Ezio’s grin returned full force, eyes twinkling like the first time he let him pet and Desmond found that he could get used to being a lapdog if it made Ezio this happy.
The three sat there in the night as Ezio’s hands found their way back to Desmond’s fur, Leonardo’s pencil strokes filling in the silence between them.
After a good while as Desmond’s eyelids grew heavier, he heard Ezio’s deep voice speak up again “Now can I name him?”
A well-repeated sigh came as an answer “What do you have in mind?”
“Something strong, a good Roman name for a good Roman wolf…”
Desmond’s ear twitched, half listening as the soft rumble of the assassin's voice lulled him to almost sleep.
“Aldobrandino…”
WHAT?!
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brother-emperors · 29 days
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this is a scrapped scene from Trikaranos & originally it joined a standalone series of comics from Pompey’s point of view, but it got scrapped from THAT set too because I decided they both needed to be weirder and worse and this is kind of vanilla ngl. however I’m still kind of fond of it in some kind of way, and it’s been a second since I’ve posted a comic! also I wanted to draw it. so I did.
for context: Crassus cut his hand open helping Pompey out with something in a previous scene! for more context: the answer to Pompey’s question is a reliable (business/political) partner. that’s about it!
⭐ places I’m at! bsky / pixiv / pillowfort /cohost / cara.app / tip jar!
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quagquag · 5 months
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my redraw of this ancient roman gem with a grasshopper playing the lyre carved onto it
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earlgrey24 · 28 days
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Still can't get over the fact that The Borgias (2011 – 2013) invented gender
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