#original: the prince of egypt

[shugarmelon85]

good morning darling, i love you (he’s up early to prepare their date) [ID: This is a four-panels digital illustration of Edward and Stede from Our Flag Means Death. The scene takes place during a bright early morning, some time after they have reunited and made up. In this, Edward is asleep on their bed, sporting a short beard and shirtless, body turned towards the viewer. In the first 2 panels, only Stede's hand is in the frame, gently brushing away a stray lock of hair from Ed’s face and caressing his cheek. In the third panel, Stede appears in the frame, dressed in his nightgown, yellow robe, and sporting a moustache. He leans over to kiss Ed on the cheek. Ed doesn't wake, instead in the fourth panel he smiles dreamily in his sleep. Stede watches him with his own smile, completely besotted. /. End ID]

#ofmd #ofmdfanart #our flag means death #blackbeard #edward teach #stede bonnet #gentlebeard #blackbonnet #my art #the original is a prince of egypt scene!

[rabbits-of-negative-euphoria]

"Christians should be able to make high quality musicals that compete with secular productions": heck yeah brother! "and they should all be Bible stories": stop

#- HK #veggietales has already done it all #you don't need more than that and you probably can't do better than that #I know you want to be the next Prince of Egypt but unless you own DreamWorks then you can't #and I also don't trust you to understand the point of a given Bible story #please i'm begging you just give us original stories that are good. i just want an original story that is good. please. pl #Christianity #x

[on-till-morning]

So I’m rewatching episodes 6 and 7 to prepare for tonight’s finale and I'm just now catching like how Frenchie “first mate to Blackbeard for a day aka the original pyramid schemer” and Olu “almost captain of the revenge aka crown prince Azi of Egypt” AKA THE ORIGINAL DREAM TEAM actually team up here to start working Ned’s mercenaries and their work place insecurities FIRST before Stede even appears on the scene to instigate a full on stike. In parallels to s1e5 they once again interact with the working class and once again this affects what Stede accomplishes later. In s1e5 Stede gets intel through Frencie and Olu which he uses to ultimately help Ed feel better about himself and to show him that the nobles aren't any better than him, while also reveals a new side of himself in doing so. He stops Ed from killing a ship of rich people to instead watch as the nobles accidentally set their own ship on fire, after which Team Revenge sails away while it burns in the background. In s2e6 Stede takes down Ned Low’s operation and saves the entire crew by leaning in on cracks he quickly sees, cracks that Frenchie and Olu have in fact already poked at. This time differs in that we aren’t shown that Stede knows about the connection between him and Frenchie and Olu. It also differs in that, instead of being somewhat removed from the whole 'setting a ship on fire thing,' this time we see Stede consciously throw the violin, moving that much closer to the violence.

Much more to analyze about all this but I have 1.5 episodes before me and midnight so I'm going to press on for now!

Bonus for Izzy's contribution:

#ofmd #our flags mean death #ofmd s2 spoilers #ofmd s2 #ofmd s2e6 #calypso's birthday #oluwande boodhari #frenchie ofmd #aka the original dream team #crown prince azi of egypt #and his viceroy #ofmd meta #ofmd analysis

[thirtythirdhalfbirthday]

Jewish girls in the movies/shows I've been watching (and re-watching) 🫶🫶🫶🫶

#you are so not invited to my bat mitzvah #jojo rabbit #Gilmore girls #prince of egypt #jumblr #lexi’s original posts

[heavenintheclouds]

Unpopular opinion : The hunback of Notre Dame is a freaking masterpiece same level as the Prince of Egypt, a freaking delicacy , the soundtrack is perfect gives me chills everytime , we get to have a real villain like A REAL ONE . The storyline no words to describe it it's just wow . I can't this movie is really good .

#prince of egypt #the hunchback of notre dame #movies #movies reviews #sountrack #original story

[onsideramen]

River Lullaby - Unsolved Mytheries

It's too short for me to make it a fic, personally, so it gets to go here!!

Truffle sat on the forest floor, tail lashing over the muddy leaves as he held his hair in his hands, tugging lightly. Tears rolled down his face, confusion burying his mind further into the pit of despair he'd fallen into. He rasped, choking back sobs as he tried to regain his breathing- he counted, he held it, he did everything he could think of.

None of it worked.

The goat-boy yanked at his hair, a whimper escaping his lips as he dragged one of his wrists over his nose, clearing it of the snot and mucus that had begun to drip. It all mixed into the same boiling-hot mush once it hit the ground, causing eruption after eruption in his mind. His tail lashed once more before curling tightly around himself, whining softly before letting out a wail, shutting his eyes tight as the tears rushed out faster than before.

Wrong, wrong wrong wrong wrong wrong. That's all it was, repeating and repeating in his mind, and Truffle hated it. Hated how all the feelings he'd kept bundled up came crashing over, flooding past the walls and boundaries, destroying the carefully linked bridges and fire escapes.

For a moment all he could do was cry. It was all just too much. That moment lasted longer than he'd dare admit to anyone.

All the goat-boy truly wanted in this moment was his mom. The one person who had promised to take care of him, who had done well in doing so, who had loved him. She wasn't here- no, they'd been separated well ago. He still tried every day to find her, even if in secret.- But he did have one thing she'd left him, even if it was only small.

Nothing more than a blurred memory that, in that instant, seemed all too clear in his mind.

"Hush now, my baby. Be still love, don't cry." Truffle mumbled the song, the faint whispered singing muffled behind the continues cries and rasps of his sore throat. It hurt, it hurt so much. But it was good, safe, warm. He inhaled shakily, forcing his trembling hands to release his hair.

Truffle didn't pay any mind to the shaking of his hands as he wrapped them around himself, cries turning to soft sniffles in the wooded forest, tail curled around him on the muddy floor. He hummed for a moment that same familiar tune, shutting his eyes as he hiccupped.

"Sleep like you're rocked by the stream. Sleep and remember, my lullaby-" He choked back another sob, hands clutching tightly at his sides for a brief moment before letting go. He was well aware of how shaky he was, it was too hard to be ignorant of it. Safety, warmth.

"And I'll be with you when you dream." The goat-boy crumpled forward, further into himself, tears coming back silently. He choked on air for a moment, trying to calm himself. The song helped, it helped. It made him feel as if his mother was back, wrapping her arms around him, rocking him lightly as she sang.

Truffle missed her, he missed her so much.

He hummed the song on repeat, sniffling quietly as the tears continued to silently fall. He couldn't get his voice to work anymore, not trusting it to finish the song that truly did mean the world to him.

He could've been sitting out there, curled in on himself, crumpled on the forest floor, for hours, he wouldn't have been able to tell the difference. All of it was just a blur of unbridled emotional agony for him, the only thing standing out being what brought him comfort.

Truffle's ears twitched, a quiet snap far in the distance dragging his attention aside. He didn't want to look, he'd rather stay on the forest floor, wallowing away in the few memories he still held of his mother. In his tears.

The world never had been kind to him, he supposed as he watched Jayus stumble out of the bushes. He looked a mess, a small tug of concern pulled at the goats heart before he turned to face the muddy ground once more. His friend may look a mess, but he surely looked worse.

"…Ruffles?" Jayus spoke quietly, his feet softly wisping across the ground as he fell to sit beside Truffle.

Truffle shifted slightly, willing the tears to stop flowing as he ran his wrists over his eyes and nose over and over again. He couldn't cry, not in front of his friend. His only friend. Only real friend. His fluffed ears tilted down, pointed to the muddy ground as he looked to the side, away from the witchling.

He could hear how his friend breathed; staggered for a second before even. Hitched, then smooth. The pattern of it was nice, in a way. Not as much as the song had been, nothing could ever be as meaningful as the song, but it was still comforting in a way.

His ears twitched as Jayus moved, not a word being spoken nor warned before a gentle hand was placed on his shoulder, lightly dusting it.

"You don't want to talk about it." Jayus hummed the words out quietly, hand staying firm but gentle on the goat-boys shoulder. Truffle turned his head just slightly, his downturned eyes glancing up briefly to his friend. The witchling looked down to his eyes, just for a moment, before pulling him into a hug- one that would have been far too easy to escape for it to be normal.

Truffle froze in the hug, sniffling softly as his mind tried to catch up with the moment. It was all too fuzzy, to distorted, to painful to be made sense of. So he let go.

The goat-boy fell into the witchlings arms without protest, sobs coming back full force as he clung to the younger.

Not a word was said, not even when the two went back to the cabin just to fall asleep on the couch, cuddled beside each other in a comforting hold.

@sootysoots @drawmanations

#original worlds #original characters #sad thoughts #I guess #i can't tag #actually ever I've never been able to tag #I've said that before #writing drabble #song lyrics #River Lullaby from The Prince Of Egypt #My mom used to sing it to me and my sibling actually #River deliver them pleasee #oc lore #hurt/comfort

[universalambients]

Thebes (1904)

#thebes #ancient egypt #egyptian #egyptology #egyptian pharaoh #egyptian pyramids #egypt #upper egypt #1904 #1900s #early 1900s #the mummy #ac origins #assassins creed origins #the prince of egypt #gods of egypt #exodus #death on the nile #the mummy returns #stargate #raiders of the lost ark #indiana jones #assassins creed #cairo #pyramids #ancient city #egyptian art #egyptian aesthetic #egyptian mythology #egyptian music

[sadiezercies]

I forgot to post this here!!!

It was my friends birthday, so I drew her this piece

And thanks to Tumblr I can give a bit of the layout and what I was seeing!

@sariphantom Donapatra was so much fun and I hope I did him justice for you!

In this world I pictured my OC as the temple priestess who occasionally does interact with the brothers. She brings life to the plants and grants them the words of the gods, sends off prayers and engages the people of their kingdom in celebrations, songs and dances.

Donapatra, being semi aquatic, enjoys the water and enjoys plants. When he isn't in his mystic lab, he is found perusing the Royal gardens where she is normally found if she's not in the temple.

She loves to tease, and loves making flower crowns.

"My prince you should learn to breathe and have some fun every now and then."

#rottmnt #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the tmnt #riseofthetmnt #Donapatra #rottmntoc #save rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles oc #unpause rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles #original character #characterconcept #digital art #ancient Egypt au #prince Donapatra #priestess Sadie

[jeandejard3n]

Assassin's Creed Origins: Egypt Afterworld

#assassinscreed #acorigins #assassinscreedorigins #ac #bayek of siwa #assassin's creed #assassin's creed origins #bayek #ac origins #ac odyssey #assassinscreedodyssey #medjay #egyptian gods #egyptology #egyptian #ancient egypt #egypt #upper egypt #cairo #middle east #prince of egypt #assassincreedorigins #assassinscreedbrotherhood #assassinscreedunity #acvalhalla #asscreed #assassins creed #ubisoft #gaming #underworld

[convexicalcrow]

It wasn't a great day for a hunt, but since the tribe's numbers had swelled with the arrival of the priests from Tawy, well, it had become necessary. The sky was overcast, and the wind was working against them. Still, the women needed to hunt, and hunt they would until they found enough food to bring back. In the distance, something moved. Kharatje raised her spear and gestured for her women to stop.

"Is that a horse? Camel? Something like that? Are we getting more visitors?" Kharatje said.

"Neh, it is wandering. That camel is not being driven," Jaran said.

"Camels out here do not wander. Perhaps someone is in grave danger," Kharatje said. "Come, we will see what is going on."

-

The camel was indeed wandering. More concerningly, its two young riders were either asleep or unconscious; they were slumped against each other, with cat perhced on the neck of the camel, yowling softly.

Kharatje took the reins. "They are children. Who leaves children out here on their own?"

"Eja, I do not know, but they look Tameri. Perhaps the priests will know them. Maybe they got lost along the way," Jarah said.

Kharatje considered them. "Perhaps, perhaps. Come, let's take them back to the cave. Let's pray they are still alive."

-

Cub was lying in cool water. At least, that's what it felt like. His head was throbbing as consciousness slowly returned. There were voices whispering to him but he couldn't make out the words. He felt- someone was holding his hand. And then, words he could definitely understand. It was a soft voice, but one that was full of compassion, of understanding.

"Where in Tawy did you flee from?"

"I-I don't remember." Cub breathed. "Scar took me one night. We fled into the desert. I think it's been a year but, well. Time is different out here."

"Are you brothers then?"

"Best friends. He's kept me safe this whole time," Cub said.

"Well, it seems the gods are interested in keeping you alive if They have brought you to us. We also fled Tawy. We will take care of you now."

Cub opened his eyes. A priest was sitting beside him. They seemed to be in some kind of cave. "Well, Bast said She would protect us. Scar still lives too, right? He's okay? And Jellie? I can't bear to lose any more people," Cub said.

'They live, they are resting like you. We will continue to watch over you all until you recover."

Cub didn't quite know what more to say. He closed his eyes again as a cold cloth was pressed onto his head. Gods, that felt so nice. He was safe, he was alive, and so was Scar. After what they'd been through, well. That was enough for now.

#hermitcraft #fanfic #the lost prince au #convex #cubfan135 #gtwscar #original characters #ancient egyptian au #have another snippet of backstory #about when they meet the priests from dja #this is about a year or so after they left egypt #this will turn into something longer #i just needed to get this out of my head #hermitfic

[houseofpartypoison]

Just watched the Prince of Egypt musical and omg it’s beautiful

#prince of egypt #just the staging and orchestration are STUNNING #definitely does the original film justice

[r0gerr0ger]

i send the swarm

You who I called Brother How could you have come to hate me so? Is this what you wanted?

The Ten Plagues of the Sith.

Anakin comes to, sees red. Staining his palms; coating his skin from fingertip to elbow. Pooling beyond his hands, planted on the wet floor. Reaching, reaching. A river; an ocean. The air stinks of iron, and ozone. Of plasma. Anakin’s ‘saber hilt is hot against his thigh. He breathes heavy. He wets his lips, and tastes blood. He looks upwards, yellow eyes searching, and sees a child lying at the ocean’s edge.

#star wars #star wars fic #the prince of egypt #obi wan and darth vader #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #darth vader #ahsoka tano #leia organa #obi wan and anakin #the clone wars #emperor palpatine #darth sidious #anakin and ahsoka #rebels ahsoka #star wars rebels #the ten plagues #star wars the clone wars #star wars tv #original trilogy #luke skywalker #padme amidala #padme x anakin #bail organa

[quibbs126]

I’m listening to The Plagues from Prince of Egypt, and it’s tempting me to make a scenario somewhat similar to it in Cookie Run, in which in an ancient civilization, someone uses the Strawberry Jam Sword (or potentially any Soul Jam since we know they had a history before the Ancients. Just anything with potential incredible destructive power) in order to make the ruler stop whatever atrocities they’re committing, and doing so by bringing destruction upon their city with its power to try and force them into submitting, even though it’s reluctantly, as they don’t want to cause this. However this ruler refuses to submit, meaning more destruction. And possibly they’re also brothers?

I dunno, I don’t think I’m explaining myself well. Just like, something based on the song (though by this I mean just the song itself, since it’s been a while since I’ve watched the movie), but with “the plagues” being caused by the Strawberry Jam Sword (or again, whatever power’s being used). And maybe the thing the Moses stand in wants being different, but still ultimately wanting this ruler to stop something horrific they’re doing, even if in order to do so, they have to bring horrible things to their city, even though they have a personal attachment to it. A lesser evil sort of thing. Does that make sense? What I’m saying? I dunno, it’s the middle of the night

#but one thing I’m thinking is that the one using the SJS has red eyes and the ruler has blue eyes #as a subversion of the whole “red = bad and blue = good” thing since it’s ultimately the other way around #though that’s also how it is in the original movie isn’t it? #but anyways this ancient civilization and what happened here would be like a legend in Earthbread or something #I realize I really like to make ocs that don’t exist in the present and are more so just random worldbuilding #at least in Cookie Run #I dunno it’s weird but I want to make these guys #I just need to figure out what to make them out of #though given they’re ancient legends maybe I can give them title names as their real ones are lost to time? #cookie run #cookie run kingdom #cookie run oc #prince of egypt #random stuff

[a-nybodys]

if you really wanna be depressed go listen to 'the plagues' from the prince of egypt movie and then immediately after listen to 'the plagues' from the prince of egypt the musical.

#i relistened to the soundtrack trying to let myself believe i judged the musical too harshly when i first listened to it #i did not #it has such potential in certain parts and then it completely ruins the songs that everyone loves in the original #like what was the purpose of replacing the 'once i called you brother' part of the song with the 'no power on earth' motif #it sucks so hard in comparison #its awful and i hate it #which sucks cus the added shit at the beginning of the song are SO GOOD #like the addition of the little bit of 'playing with the big boys' #where they name all the gods #and ramses' little bit to call back to 'seti's return' earlier in the show #but then it just ruins it completely #thanks for coming to my ted talk #tpoe #tpoe musical #the prince of egypt #the prince of egypt musical

[ember-not-amber]

The beginning of the Anacondrai Whip Remix reminds me of Deliver Us from The Prince of Egypt movie

#lego ninjago #the weekend whip: anacondrai whip remix #ninjago #the weekend whip #omg what if someone made a mashup of these songs?!? #like they edited deliver us to the instrumental of the anacondrai whip remix #the prince of egypt #ninjago fandom #original post

[stars-and-darkness]

good evening, i am feral about the fact that in the prince of egypt the snake moses turned swallows the snakes the pharaoh's shamans turned whole while they have a whole song about how superior they are

#the prince of egypt #ella originals