#emperor antonio

[little-candy-store-of-horrors]

"Bella gerunt alii, tu felix Austria nube!"

Day 6 of @spaus-week 's challenge

"Let others wage war, you, happy Austria, marry!" Was the political strategy of the Habsburgs, and marry did the House of Austria! Infamously, scandalously, sensationally. A mangled wreath of a family tree. We all know this horror story. And we all know the bitter end.

After Emperor Charles V&I divided his Spanish and Austrian inheritance ((also gained through his parents' and grandparents' marriages)) to his descendants and those of his younger brother Ferdinand I respectively, the Habsburg dynasty split into two branches. The Spanish and Austrian Habsburgs notoriously intermarried for generations, right up till Charles II of Spain whose heirless death in 1700 sparked the War of the Spanish Succession. The inbreeding and this informal Latin motto behind it has been blamed to hell and back for their implosion, for the physical ugliness that ran in this royal bloodline. But it is not to say the Habsburgs never went to war, nor that dynastic marriage was a political strategy unique to them! But they were, if anything, bloody successful at it seeing how they did rule half of Europe for 200 years, and then a lot of it in the Austrian line for another 200. Before anyone figured out inbreeding was bad it was considered a privilege to marry into the Habsburgs, with Louis XV claiming that Louis XVI's betrothal to Marie Antoinette was marrying the "Daughter of the Caesars", and Napoleon Bonaparte infamously ditching Josephine for Marie Louise. Charles II was a poor sod who took the fall and the mugs were wretched from the same ugly gene being passed around countless times*, but they did wear power and privilege well.

💅✨ Symbolism bc I'm a NERD and this my Category 10 autism event ✨💅 :

Charles V & Ferdinand I's joint portrait based on that propaganda woodcut, behind them the colours of the Habsburg flag.

The Spanish branch, comprising Charles V & I's descendants, is represented with a black background, and the Austrian branch, comprising Ferdinand I's descendants, gold, both colours pulled from their flag, a dynasty intertwined but split in two.

Round frames denote that the individual had no heirs.

Only the most influential ruler on both sides, the King of Spain and the Holy Roman Emperor, are represented as framed portraits, explaining Archduke Charles II's unframed depiction.

The unconventional placement of Charles II of Spain and Emperor Rudolf II's nameplates are a nod to their queerness: their intersexuality and bisexuality respectively.

Ferdinand III's portrait is lopsided because of the losses of the 30 Years War.

Cracks in Charles II's portrait: 🙃🙃🙃

#Was this just an excuse for me to draw the family tree/wreath? YES. Might continue it to Blessed Karl™ *faints*. #That said i literally took three tries to get the Austrian branch right in just this fraction. Nightmare. #spausweek #Charles v #philip ii #philip ii of spain #Philip iii #philip iv of spain #felipe iv #charles ii of spain #Carlos ii #ferdinand i #Maximilian ii #rudolf ii #Emperor Matthias #Ferdinand ii #Ferdinand iii #Leopold i #16th century #17th century #habsburg history #house of habsburg #austrian history #spanish history #historical hetalia #aph austria #aph spain #roderich edelstein #Antonio Fernandez #Hetalia

[alexoreality]

okay

do any of you remember that Encanto x one Piece xover I proposed? I'm re-doing it so uhhh

The Encanto movie but the d family (Just Garp, Dragon, Sabo, Ace, and Luffy) also has a miracle and Garp is Alma's brother (Alma thought he died while fighting off the soldiers, Garp thought SHE died because the village they lived was ransacked.)

AKA ASL adopt Mirabel and the Madrigal cousins LLOlLLL

and my oh my! Have the events in the movie drastically change??

#one piece #one piece au #encanto #mirabel madrigal #camilo madrigal #isabela madrigal #luisa madrigal #alma madrigal #pepa madrigal #julieta madrigal #bruno madrigal #antonio madrigal #dolores madrigal #felix madrigal #pedro madrigal #agustin madrigal #monkey d. luffy #monkey d garp #monkey d dragon #flame emperor sabo #portgas d ace

[pussinbootsandbountyhunter]

Once Upon a Studio (Series) Season Two; Episode Twelve: Tiana’s Cafe of Bayou

Info: Tiana decided to take care of the studio’s cafe for a day with the help of Judy, Nick and Pinocchio

Characters that would be part of the episode: Tiara, Louis, Naveen, Charlotte, Mama Odie, Big Daddy, Dr. Facilier, Judy Hopps, Nick Wilde, Bellwether, Benjamin, Chief Bogo, Judy’s parents, Mr Big, Fru Fru, Gideon, Flash, Pinocchio, Jiminy Cricket, Kuzco, Kronk, Pacha, Yzma, Maggie, Grace, Mrs Coleway, Buck, Lucky Jack, Slim, his three nephews, Audrey, Ollie, Jeb, Cinderella, Gus, Jaq, Bruno Madrigal, Antonio Madrigal, Mickey Mouse, Minnie Mouse, the Mad Doctor, Merlin, Cogsworth, Mrs Potts, Chip, March Hare, Mad Hatter, Max, PJ and Bobby

Hint: EVERYONE IS STARTED TO TALK ABOUT MICKEY IF HE IS CHEATING ON MINNIE OR NOT!!!

Note: I'm planning to do some once upon a studio series as everyone wants to see if they can lend a hand for me by likes, comments and reblogs their ideas and create arts if they want!

#Disney #disney once upon a studio #once upon a studio series #once upon a studio #disney princess and the frog #disney zootopia #disney pinocchio #Disney emperor’s new groove #Disney home on the range #disney cinderella #disney encanto #encanto #bruno madrigal #antonio madrigal #disney sword in the stone #disney beauty and the beast #disney alice in wonderland #disney a goofy movie #a goofy movie #epic mickey 2 #epic mickey

[narcedits]

my forbidden honeydew, honey do you need a hot meal? yeah, i could eat / your body, my temple, baby ꒷꒦﹙🍷﹚

🖤﹒do not tag as id/kin/etc ﹙♡ ♡ ♡﹒♡ ♡ ♡﹒♡ ♡ ♡﹚

#﹙🍷﹚from yours truly ‚ with love ⊹﹒ #﹙🖤﹚indulging myself ⊹﹒ #stimboard #mor antonio salieri #mozart l'opera rock #emperor belos #the owl house #stim tag dump -> #red #monochrome #fake blood #caligraphy #piano #heart cake #teapot #vampire #fangs

[galactic-empire-incorrect-quotes]

Can we get someone possible Vader or Piett being mad about someone eating either there leftover food with the note that said not to eat it or someone eating there fruit snacks?

Piett long ago learned in the Imperial Naval Academy that any officer not wanting their food to be stolen should set up some Home Alone-style booby traps around it. Once he got promoted to Captain, he was able to afford a very fancy locked lunchbox that uses fingerprint ID to open. That worked about 90% of the time, but there are always people on board the ship who can hack into these kinds of things. It was easy for Piett to find the culprit, as the kind of person with those talents is seldom the kind to be humble.

When Piett was given the job of Admiral, he thought his food-stealing problems were over. Admiral Ozzel was no longer around to hire hackers to steal his subordinates’ lunches, and surely no one would DARE to touch an Admiral’s possessions, right? Wrong. There is in fact someone who would dare, and that person is Admiral Conan Antonio Motti.

Since he found that out the hard way, Piett has spent an embarrassing amount of his time devising new and creative ways to keep his lunch safe. He’s only about 60% successful, which is one of the reasons he’s not usually in a good mood.

As for Darth Vader…

Not even Motti would have the sheer audacity to steal Darth Vader’s lunch. It would be pretty hard anyway, since Vader doesn’t really eat lunch. (He curses Obi-Wan Kenobi every time he sees expensive Coruscantian coffee.)

Many new recruits to the military have wondered things about Darth Vader’s eating habits, such as:

-What are his favorite foods? (Coruscantian coffee, back when he was Anakin Skywalker.)

-Do evil space warlocks even have favorite foods? (Doesn’t matter since they can’t or don’t eat much anyway.)

-Does he like pancakes? (He likes Obi-Wan’s homemade pancakes.)

-Why does he never show up in the break room? Even magic cyborgs need breaks, right? (He deals with stress and exhaustion by murdering the cause of the stress and exhaustion.)

-Does he even have a MOUTH?? (Sort of.)

-Do he and Emperor Palpatine have afternoon tea and biscuits together? (The one recruit brave enough to ask this question hasn’t been seen in a while.)

#star wars #incorrect star wars quotes #galactic empire #incorrect quotes #admiral piett #firmus piett #admiral motti #conan antonio motti #darth vader #anakin skywalker #obi wan and anakin #emperor palpatine #palpatine #sheev palpatine #darth sidious

[mysterious-secret-garden]

Antonio Molinari - Emperor Nero and Agrippina.

#Antonio Molinari #Emperor Nero and Agrippina #Nero and Agrippina #Agrippina #death #dead #murder #found dead

[avatarvyakara]

Believe it or not, there is another chapter coming. In the meantime, have a double dose of Alma and a llama.

181. Rutina

(nf) routine; grind, groove (colloquial)

Tía Resurrección is always so grumpy. It’s oddly frustrating. Like she’s missing out on something by being here. Never with her or María—well, maybe a little bit—but with Mamá and definitely Papá. What Papá did to make her mad, well, Tía Resurrección has never said. Mamá and Papá don’t know either, or seem to. They just sigh.

“Sometimes, chiquita, we get angry at the wrong person because we can’t find the right person,” Papá told her one night when he was tucking her in. “I can put up with it. It’s no big deal. Your mamá needs her sister to be okay, like you want your sister to be okay.”

She made a face. “Señorita María Perfecta is always okay anyway.”

Her father gave her a half-stern look. “Now, now, be nice. What would it be like if we always called you Señorita Armada?”

“Then Marco would have to listen to me,” she says, and Papá laughed.

“Come on, niña, be nice.”

She tries.

But there is this one time, or set of times, when Tía Resurrección is actually really, really cool.

“Close your eyes.”

She closes them tight.

“No peeking,” says her aunt, warningly. Her snow-white hair is bound tight in its bun, and she’s wearing the dress she always wears—a dark green with a simple white border around the hems. Her eyes stay wide open, and crackle like coals.

“No, Tía.”

“Give me your word.”

Odd way of phrasing it. Besides, somehow she’s never able to open her eyes until Tía says “You have your word back,” and that can be annoying. But she really wants a story...

“You have my word.”

“Good.” The older woman—older than Mamá—turns and twists until she’s comfortable in the chair beside her niece’s bed. The fire crackles in the grate in the little room; it’s one of those cold nights again.

“Now, then,” says Tía Resurrección. “Tonight, we’re going to go to the Andes.”

She grins as wide as she can.

And sure enough, clear as a dream, the image of enormous mountains, taller by far than the village is wide, stretches up behind her eyes. She even hears the sound of a cool breeze howling through the rocks, and smells strange grasses.

(She’s never worked out how her tía can plant thoughts in her head, but she will. So she can do it too.)

“I can see you!” she shrieks happily.

Tía coughs. She shrinks back.

“Sorry.”

Tía grunts. But she can see her aunt—hair still mostly black, wearing her dark green dress, striding across the mountains like she owns them. Her right hand is covered in what look like boils, but there's a strange and violent sense of evil bubbling through the air. Tía Resurrección ignores the pain in the past, just as she ignores it in the present when the scars twinge.

She follows Tía Resurrección and the story—how she crossed a wide gorge on a rope-bridge which rose from the depths to tie itself together for her, surrounded by puffy clouds and condors with collars, and on up the hills until she reached the ruins of a great palace which looked almost carved into the rock itself. She smells the air, thin but fresh.

She sees the llama with fur so brown it's almost red, idly grazing on the road, looking oddly sad.

Her aunt says, in an almost playful tone of voice, "Where do you come from, little guy?" and reaches out with her left hand to pet it.

And the llama says, a little sadly, "Good try, lady, but you can't touch me."

* * *

"So what happened then?"

Alma smiles. "Ah, Toñito, then Tía Resurrección asked the llama, 'How can you talk?' And the llama winked one eye and said, 'Perhaps I am not talking. Perhaps you are listening.' Tía Resurrección tried to reach out, but her hand passed straight through the llama, like it was a ghost. 'Are you a ghost?' she asked."

("Lady, seriously? A ghost llama? Is that a thing you peasants believe in these days?")

"'No, I am not a ghost,' said the llama. 'So why can't I touch you?' asked Tía Resurrección. And the llama said, 'Because you are too far away. And because I do not wish you to.'"

Antonio, tucked into bed, nods. "That's a good answer."

"A very good answer. So then Tía Resurrección said, 'How am I too far away? I am standing right next to you!' And the llama grunted—"

"MRHRHRHRHRHRHRRM."

Antonio giggles. Alma looks around with a raised eyebrow. Fourteen-year-old Mirabel, also tucked in, looks a little abashed.

"Sorry. Got a bit carried away."

Alma closes her eyes and snorts, and tries to hide her smile. (Because Mirabel looks after Antonio like a second sister and third mother, and it says a lot about her youngest granddaughter that she prefers to make funny noises to interrupt a story than to scoff or complain. Besides, Alma's not scared of her. …she's not. So she has no problem with this.)

"And said, 'You are standing too close. You cannot touch me, all you can do is see me. In order to reach me, you must first find me.' Well, Tía Resurrección was very upset when the llama said so, but she stayed calm and patient. 'Can you tell me who you are?' she asked, and the llama said, 'I do not know. Can you tell me who I am?'"

(She may have given it a slight bit more mysticism than the version she learned as a child. The llama in the original was definitely a touch more sarcastic.)

"So Tía Resurrección sat, and thought, and thought, and thought. And then she said, 'What was this place?' And the llama sat back on its haunches—its back legs—and sighed and said, 'This was my home. A great palace, raised in my name.'"

("Until they ruined my life, for no reason at all," he'd gone on. But Alma thought that sounded a little too much like self-pity.)

Antonio's eyes are wide. "You mean he was a king llama?"

"An emperor llama," interjects Mirabel again.

"What's an emperor?" Antonio asks his cousin.

"That's like…a king of kings."

"Oh. Like God."

Alma coughs to hide her laugh.

"Ummmmm…not quite. Just one level up from kings, not quite on God's…level."

"Ohhhhh."

Casita's bedroom clock chimes seven o'clock.

"I think it is time for bed," says Alma, gently but firmly. She kisses Antonio on the head. "Buenas noches, Toñito."

"Awwww, can't we hear the rest of the story?" asks her grandson, eyes pleading.

She smiles and shakes her head. "Tomorrow. Mirabel, are you sure you do not want to come down?"

Mirabel yawns, a little unconvincingly. "Ah, no thanks Abuela. I'll just…have an early night."

Hmm.

"Well, if you're sure." She puts a hand on Mirabel's head, and completely misses the way her granddaughter leans into the touch just a little because she's a little too worried that Mirabel is choosing to slip away from the rest of the family again. It's not normal. But it's to keep Antonio company, so maybe she's just worrying over nothing. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight, Abuela."

"G'night," says Antonio, already falling asleep.

Alma steps outside, blowing out the candle and then crossing herself for luck (so as not to blow out the Candle as well, a habit forty-nine years strong and counting).

(She completely misses the whisper of voices from the room within, Mirabel weaving the old story into something a little different, a little lighter, a little more colourful. Mirabel, who has never seen a llama in her life, weaves her own version of the tale into something resembling an adventure instead of a journey seeking a cure for a deadly disease.)

Surprisingly, Alma doesn’t remember a lot from that time of her life in later years, when you open your eyes instead of closing them to see magic bloom. Little things stick out at her, little worries, little tricks. But she remembers the stories. And so do her children, though she tells them nowhere near as vividly as she’d like, and so do their children.

From a very young age, Antonio’s favourite story of hers is the one about the llama.

#encanto #fanfic #one shot collection #tiles on the roof #encanto fanfic #abuela alma madrigal #alma madrigal #antonio madrigal #mirabel madrigal #original character #cameo #encanto 2021 #whether or not the llama is who you think he is #well #tomorrow #emperor kuzco #the emperor’s new groove #crossover

[mordicaifeed]

Bust of Emperor Augustus by Gentili Antonio Detto Antonio Da Faenza, photographed by Marco Badianil.

#Gentili Antonio Detto Antonio Da Faenza #augustus #emperor augustus #marco badiani #thrawn #grand admiral thrawn

[withsomejam]

Chatsworth House | Great Apartments & State Rooms

Chatsworth House | Great Apartments & State Rooms

The next part of the house that we saw was the Great Apartments and the State Drawing Room. These rooms and the ones which followed were all sealed up and had the curtains drawn so at times it got a bit stuffy for me and I think this is when my energy started to drop but I still really enjoyed it. State Apartments & Chamber The apartment rooms of stately homes were often made with the sole…

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#2022 #Adventures #André-Charles Boulle #Antonio Verrio #Assembly of the Gods #Blind Belisarius Receiving Alms #Canal Pond #Chatsworth House #Chatsworth Place #Days Out #Emperor Fountain #Galatea #George II #George V #Great Apartments #Green Velvet room #Jan Van Der Vaardt #King Louis XIV #Life #Louis Laguerre #Luciano Giordano #Metamorphoses #Mortlake Acts of the Apostle Tapestrie #Mythology #Ovid #Pippin Drysdale #Places #Queen Mary #Raphael #South Lawn

[kathystambaugh6]

History Births on July 15

#Emperor #Ewostatewos #Vladimir #Antonio #Boek

[ericamorocho8]

History Births on July 15

#Emperor #Ewostatewos #Vladimir #Antonio #Boek

[just-late-roman-republic-things]

Corrupting the youth with ancient Roman trading cards: Julio-Claudian edition!

Artist attributions and historical notes under the cut.

Murder of Caesar by Karl Theodor von Piloty

Virgil Reading the Aeneid by Jean-Baptiste Wicar

Tiberius exiles by Félix Joseph Barrias

Caligula by Antonio Tempesta

Claudius proclaimed emperor by Charles Lebayle

Talma as Nero in Britannicus by Eugène Delacroix

Other graphics come from frescoes at Pompeii and Herculaneum. Dictators get red backgrounds and emperors get purple.

Historical notes:

Some facts come from ancient sources, which may be biased or wrong. But I've chosen to use them here since these cards are just for fun. For a fuller, more accurate view of these guys, check out my recommended books!

Source for nine times Augustus nearly died on a boat: I counted them!

Sexual orientation wasn't a concept in ancient Rome, but Claudius is the only Julio-Claudian emperor explicitly described as not attracted to men; all others have at least one story of involvement with a man. See Roman Homosexuality by Craig Williams for details.

#trading cards #my edits #jlrrt speaks #julio-claudian dynasty #julius caesar #octavian #tiberius #caligula #claudius #nero

[bethanydelleman]

Oh man I was just talking about this!

Original link

[Image description: what's possibly meant when old literature says, "he was black."

1. He's a dark skinned sub-sarharan African (only picture of what we would modernly call "black")

2. He's a different religion: Jewish, Hindu, Muslim, Catholic etc.

3. He's Middle Eastern or North African

4. He's a slightly tanned Southern European (picture of Antonio Banderas)

5. He's just a white guy but he has black hair and dark eyes

6. He has stereotypical "African" features, like full lips, a wide nose, or even just slightly curly hair (picture of Angelina Jolie)

7. He has an evil vibe about him (picture of Emperor Palpatine from Star Wars)]

This is what I mean when Jane Austen describes Marianne Dashwood and the Crawfords as dark/black!

#what black means to old timey people #this makes me appreciate the casting of Henry Crawford in 1983 more #literature #jane austen

[sailorgreywolf-german]

One more drabble that was meant for @spaus-week. The prompt was "I'll never forget what you looked like on that night."

Again, I am behind but I wanted to write out my ideas anyway.

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1867

Austria was going through the plan for the day in his head as he opened the door to his chambers. As with any court ceremony, there were so many pieces of choreography that he had to remember. Any small mistake would surely be taken as an affront, and he knew the emperor would not let him forget it.

He was in his chambers walking towards the carefully prepared uniform on the bed when he heard, “Rodrigo?”

He turned on his heel to see Spain sprawled across one of his chaises, looking up at Austria. His green eyes looked melancholy, almost pleading. Austria didn’t understand his presence in the slightest, and asked, “What are you doing here? Guests are not supposed to be up here.”

Spain stood up and said, dodging the question, “Guest? I know the way. These used to be my rooms too.”

Austria didn’t have time for mystery since the festivities were on a tightly controlled schedule, so he replied, “I suppose they were. But that does not answer the question. What are you doing here now?”

In response, he got a strangely pleading look. He saw Spain’s Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed some emotion. Spain spoke, meeting his eyes, “I’ll never forget what you looked like on that night.”

Given the context, he could guess what night Spain was talking about, but he needed to be sure, “What night?”

Spain sighed, clearly frustrated that Austria had not gotten his meaning immediately, “Our wedding night.” He laid a hand softly on the side of Austria’s face, “It was just you and me in this room.”

Austria remembered it well. It was the first moment that he thought that the marriage could perhaps be something more than political convenience. It was a pleasant memory, but he was not certain why Spain was being nostalgic about it. Austria clearly remembered who had initiate the process to dissolve their marriage.

He didn’t withdraw from the touch, but he did say, “Antonio, our annulment was over a century ago. Why come to me now?”

He thought he knew the answer. Though they had been separated in the eyes of the church for so long, he had never remarried. It had been his right to do so, but the politics had never been advantageous enough. Nor had he kept his distance from Spain. There were a smattering of nights over the years that had kept something alive between them.

Perhaps Spain had taken all of that as proof that the soul of their marriage had lasted even after the legal bonds were severed.

Spain affirmed that conclusion when he said, “Yes, but you’ve never-“ He paused and gathered himself before saying, “You never replaced me.”

The phrasing spoke volumes, and Austria could not say that he was surprised. Spain had always been selfish and deeply attached to what he viewed as his. It seemed that he still viewed the place at Austria’s side as his even when the church said otherwise.

What an irony for a pious man.

Austria said, as bluntly as he could manage, “And now I will. Tomorrow I will be married. If you do not wish to see that, you do not have to be there. I invited you as a courtesy.”

He had invited everyone in Europe, though he could admit that extending an invitation to Spain had given him pause. Spain leaned closer and asked, sincerely, “I know.”

Wordlessly, he joined their lips. Austria knew that he should push him away, but he’d always loved the way that it felt when Spain kissed him. Spain said, as he pulled back, “I don’t think I am ready to let you be someone else’s.”

His voice had a rough edge of possession that Austria hadn’t heard for so many years. He hated the feeling it stirred in him, even so long after he first accepted that Spain would leave him.

He bit his lower lip as he thought of what to say. He didn’t want to break Spain’s heart, but he realized he had critically underestimated how much love remained.

He said, shortly, “That isn’t up to you.” Spain made a frustrated noise in the back of his throat, “Couldn’t it be?”

Without waiting for a response, he joined their lips again. Austria kissed him back even though his every rational faculty was telling him not to.

He felt Spain’s hand caress his cheek more lovingly than it had for years. Austria’s heart sank. That touch unmistakably said that if the bond was not severed, Spain not accept that he was remarrying.

You have to do it for both of you.

Austria adopted a harsher tone, “Be realistic, Antonio. Why would I abandon this marriage for the sake of a third-rate power who barely has an empire anymore?”

He knew it would hurt; he knew Spain’s ego was his most sensitive point. He could see the way the man recoiled, so he knew it worked. Spain tried to speak, “But-“

Austria cut him off before he could say something painfully sentimental, “For love? That is irrelevant. I do not marry for love, and you know that perfectly well. You lost what made you worth marrying years ago.”

To make his point even more clearly, he pulled away from Spain’s touch. Before turning away, he said, as clearly and imperiously as he could muster, “This marriage is happening. If you cannot keep yourself from making a scene, I suggest you go back to Madrid. Go lick your wounds there, and do not make it my problem.”

#hws spain #hws austria #spaus #spausweek #I bring you angst #two straight drabbles of angst

[respectthepetty]

Welcome to the Black Market

I actually watched episode five of Midnight Museum live-ish, so let's see how my theories unraveled in this episode:

The Lotus

The crescent moon, which symbolizes life and death, showed up several times, but the lotus was also clearly shown which symbolizes rebirth (I couldn't figure out if it was a crown or a lotus before). There is also a smaller crescent moon on top of the lotus.

That bbq body is about to get reborn.

Tarot Cards

Khatha was the Hermit, which I guessed he was the Emperor because of his clothing and position in the poster, but the Hermit would make sense since he mirrored the image when he first encountered Dome in the past but he didn't have a lantern, which is a key element to the Hermit due to his introspection.

Sidenote: The Emperor and Justice (who I think Khatha and Bam are) conflict with each other because they are two different types of rule and power.

Triphop was the Chariot, which is powerful and represents overcoming difficulties, but...he hid the card, so I still think he is the Hierophant unless that was his grandfather's position.

The High Priestess was the mystery woman.

New God

Last episode, Dome was told something about his mission involving a new god. The High Priestess left behind a bible with her card in it, and she recited Acts 2.19-2.20:

I will show wonders in the heavens above and signs on the earth below, blood and fire and billows of smoke./ The sun will be turned to darkness and the moon to blood before the coming of the great and glorious day of the Lord.

That bbq body is looking more and more godly.

Auction

There are six known Fabergé eggs still missing. They held surprises in them such as pictures or other treasures. The auction featured two because Triphop already lost one, and Khatha was outbid for the other.

Van Gogh created several sunflowers paintings which were part of a series. There are two known ones missing, but Two Sunflowers is not one.

Egyptian canopic jars hold vital organs that were removed during the mummification process. This set features the "four sons of Horus: the baboon 'Hapy,' representative of the North and protector of the lungs; the god 'Duamutef' jackel-headed guardian of the East, who protected the stomach; the hawk 'Qebhsennuf' of the West, protector of the intestines; and the god 'Imsety' of the South, human-headed guardian of the liver." Thank goodness Khatha won this because if homegirl is trying to Frankenstein/Build-a-Bear her way into a god, not having the organs would be a big obstacle.

This is the 1727 'Davidoff, Morini' Antonio Stradivari violin. It was stolen in 1995 from a locked room with no forced entry and hasn't been seen since. Some believe a ghost took it.

Although the the High Priestess bought a lot like Perseus' shield with the head of Medusa

She wasn't there to buy anything. She was there to confirm Khatha has what she needed - Dome, which he did by buying the Onmyōdō necklace. If Dome really is the Magician, he has the power to bring back the bbq body.

Brother?

Nope! We already know they aren't blood related in the past nor the present. Khatha first encounters Dome when his boat drifts to shore. Best Friends Forever maybe, but brothers in the blood-related sense is out the window.

@slayerkitty - Thanks for the heads up as usual, and I'm still rooting for Dome x Khatha. I don't care what this Triphop says.

#Midnight Museum #symbols and theories #tin foil hat time #Khatha x Dome #Brothers?! #Nah #Ain't no other way #They were in love

[makwandis]

i’m actually so curious what your roderich hcs are 👀 what do you think about when writing him and how do you see his dynamic with gilbert? with antonio?

Oh my gosh it's a big thing to answer UMMM I got dis

so I feel like roderich is femme fatale as a boy. Venus as a boy. He's antinous. He's beautiful. He's sensitive. He's very very demure. He reminds me of Scarlett ohara and he reminds me of Blanche Dubois. He reminds me of s delicate flower but watch out the flower is poisonous as fuck. I think overall yeah He's a sensitive, pensive, observant quiet gentleman with refined tastes and also like is a total bitch. He's gay as fuck. I love him. He's preminger from the barbie movies too lowkey. I always just picture like what would like a very beautiful man from antiquity or whatever be like what would happen to him ya know. I personally love roderich a lot cuz I honestly can relate to him a lot too. He's a nurturer, he's a kind soul, hes reserved , he's been hurt a lot, he doesn't trust easily, but he's a good friend to have.

As for him and Gilbert UM talk about toxic lol. Pruaus is my endgame and my fave Pru ship by far, I think Gilbert has been madly in love w roderich since he first saw him and roderich is the most beautiful boy Gilbert has ever seen. I really hype up rod being pretty NO UGLY AUSTRIAS THANKS lol. But Gilbert is insane and frankly so is roderich when he's around him. Roderich is usually quite reserved snd it's very hard to get a reaction out of him- he doesn't really yell when he's mad. Normally. Around Gilbert though? He just can't help it he becomes THIS FIRECRACKER he's feisty and sassy and will fucking slap Gilbert lmao. Gilbert has made him madder than anyone else on the planet and I feel he's an adrenaline rush for roderich that roderich is lowkey high key lowkey addicted to. Gilbert had also made roderich laugh harder than anyone else on the planet too. Gilbert just brings out all these extremes in roderich that can either exhaust him or he enjoys it a lot. They've had their ups and their many many many many downs. They have been terrible to each other but I think Gilbert has been worse. Roderich deserves better but Gilbert is the bad decision he can't help but make time and time again against all logic and reason and advice from his friends lol. But i think as Gilbert matures he's becoming a better and better decision for roderich. Retirement has done wonders for gilbert and roderich both lol. I love them so much.

Antonioooo and him I see as like- roderich was very young and stupid and toni was this smooth talking kind of older man who was able to schmooz roderich. Roderich and he were probably married and I think roderich wasn't very happy at first but ya know lay back and think of the emperor lmfao. Toni and roderich were also pretty toxic, I think rod has a thing for toxic masc dudes who are really jealous and intense and it is NOT GOOD FOR RODERICH. But toni is a Spaniard the dude is cheating. It was very up and down, very very toxic, and roderich was happy to get rid of him- but I think toni thinks rod is his "one that got away" which is just so dumb but I don't think the guy is very bright or introspective. Overall, roderichs ex, who sometimes still gets drunk and calls him, and Roderich really doesn't care about him anymore. I have met many dudes like toni, in spanish we'd call him un pinche mujeriego cabron or something along those lines... but he and roderich dooooo make a very handsome couple lol.

Those are my thoughts but feel free to ask for my discord I can talk about this all fucking day and night !!!!

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