#Muse Firenze

[eldeakyx]

I know I keep saying it, but I’ll never recover from seeing Metallica live for the first time last year😭it BLEW MY MIND!! Plus I still can’t believe Jerry Cantrell AND Greta Van Fleet were the opening acts, it was perfect <3

[engie-ivy]

@wolfstarmicrofic 8th: Arrow

797 words.

Warning: Injury

James is not going to sit there as Remus wakes up in the Hospital Wing and explain to him why Sirius isn't there. He can't.

Hold On

“No, no, no, no,” James lets himself fall to the ground next to the bundle lying on the muddy forest floor. “Pads? Padfoot, can you hear me?”

There's no response.

James places his arm behind Sirius’ neck and carefully lifts his head. His other hand he places in Sirius’ neck, searching for a pulse, which thank Godric, he finds, but weak, so weak. “Sirius? Sirius!”

Sirius’ eyes open and he seems aware of James’ presence as he tries to say something, but only a pained groan comes out, before his eyes fall shut again.

Panic rises in James’ chest as he scrambles for his wand, muttering what little Healing Spells he knows.

“I heard the younglings talk this morning.” Firenze looks down at James. “How they spotted a dark hound the size of an Erumpent roaming the forest, thinking it to be a dark creature, or even a Grimm, rumored to bring ill tidings. So they fired their arrows at the creature. When I came to investigate this morning, I found him.”

James can barely look at the wound, the gruesome sight of the arrow protruding from Sirius’ stomach. Though the arrow still being lodged in his stomach is probably the only reason Sirius hasn't bled out this night.

Sirius has opened his eyes again and his gaze shifts down, but James quickly places a hand on his cheek. “Just keep looking at me, Siri.” He desperately mutters a few more Healing Spells.

“An injury inflicted by Centaur-forged weapons cannot be healed as if it were a common Muggle arrow,” Firenze says disdainfully.

James looks up at him. “Can you help him?” He begs. “Please?"

“Will you retaliate?” Firenze asks cooly. “Our young ones learn to not harm wizarding children, even the ones foolish enough to wander into our forest, but we couldn't have anticipated one shaped like a Grimm. We know very well how vengeful wizards can be, how little regard you have for beings other than your own. Will your people take their vengeance on our herd, retaliate against our younglings?”

“Retali-” James shakes his head. “No. No, I don't care about blame, or retaliation. I just want him to live.” He looks up at Firenze pleadingly. “I need him to live. Please…”

“Moony…” Sirius manages to say.

“Moony is okay,” James says soothingly, brushing Sirius’ hair from his face. “The full moon has passed. He's in the castle, sleeping.”

“You change your appearance to run with the wolf of the lunar cycle,” Firenze states.

“He's our friend,” James simply says without taking his eyes off Sirius.

“Not many wizards would call a halfling between human and beast a friend,” Firenze muses.

“Well, he is,” James says shortly. If the centaur isn't going to help, he wishes he would be quiet, so James can think of something to save Sirius himself. There has to be something. There has to be.

“We have a Healer skilled in treating these kinds of wounds,” Firenze suddenly says. “I will bring him here. Try to keep him awake in the meantime,” he adds, resting his eyes on Sirius’ form. “I fear that if he slips away now, he won't make it back.”

“Padfoot, stay awake! You must stay with me, do you hear?”

As Firenze disappears between the trees, Sirius’ head slowly slides backwards.

“Hurts,” Sirius mumbles.

“I know, Pads, I know. But you have to hold on just a little longer, okay?”

Sirius’ breathing is getting slower.

“Sirius,” James begs. “Please, don't leave.”

Sirius just looks at him with empty eyes.

“Moony’s going to wake up in the Hospital Wing,” a sob escapes James. “Groggy and sore like he always is, and his eyes will immediately search yours. They always do, you know that. You're always the first person he sees, you're always where he finds comfort. You can't let me sit there, have Remus look at me questioningly, confused, and for me to have to tell him…” James’ voice breaks, and he shakely takes a breath in. “To have to tell him that you're… that you didn't… that I couldn't… You can't do that to me, Sirius!” He balls his fist and clutches Sirius’ robe. “And it happened during the full moon.” He squeezes his eyes shut, unable to stop the words spilling out of him. “He's going to blame himself. He's going to fall apart. He's going to fall apart, and I can't put him back together, not without you, Sirius! I need you there, for Moony. For Moony, okay?”

James meets Sirius’ eyes again, and something has changed. There's a determination there that wasn't there before. As they look at each other, something passes between them.

Sirius is going to stay awake.

He will try.

In the distance, James hears the sound of hooves approaching.

[rinascimentoebarocco]

Simonetta Cattaneo Vespucci the Venus who lived in Florence

Simonetta Cattaneo Vespucci la Venus que vivió en Florencia

Detail of The Virgin and Child with Saint John and an Angel (1490) / Detalle de La Virgen y el Niño con San Juan y un ángel (1490) Sandro Botticelli

(English / Español / Italiano)

The 'beautiful Simonetta', the 'peerless one': these are the two nicknames by which one of the most famous noblewomen of the Florentine Renaissance, Simonetta Vespucci, born Cattaneo (Genoa or Portovenere, 1453 - Florence, 1476), entered into legend.

Considered a woman of incomparable beauty, the object of desire of many men in mid-15th-century Florence, a member of one of the oldest families of the Genoese nobility (the Cattaneo), married at only sixteen to the banker Marco Vespucci (a relative of the more famous Amerigo, the navigator who gave his name to America), she died very young (at only twenty-three, probably of plague or tuberculosis) and was associated with the names of many artists of the time, for whom she would have posed.

Her beauty was the source of inspiration for Sandro Botticelli in the creation of some of the most important paintings ever created. The painter could not bear the loss of his muse, and lived the rest of his life obsessed with her beauty, portraying her in many of his works. Among them is the painting "Venus and Mars", in which the gods are represented by Simonetta and Botticelli himself.

Almost nine years after her death, Botticelli completed "The Birth of Venus", his greatest homage to Simonetta and a painting which, over the centuries, would become his most representative work.

The painter, who never married, died in 1510 and was buried at the foot of Simonetta's tomb in the church of Ognissanti in Florence, as he had expressed in his last will. Perhaps this was the only way he could spend eternity with the most beautiful woman of the Renaissance.

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La "bella Simonetta", la "sin par": estos son los dos apodos con los que entró en la leyenda una de las nobles más famosas del Renacimiento florentino, Simonetta Vespucci, nacida Cattaneo (Génova o Portovenere, 1453 - Florencia, 1476).

Considerada una mujer de belleza incomparable, objeto de deseo de muchos hombres en la Florencia de mediados del siglo XV, miembro de una de las familias más antiguas de la nobleza genovesa (los Cattaneo), casada con sólo dieciséis años con el banquero Marco Vespucci (pariente del más famoso Amerigo, el navegante que dio su nombre a América), murió muy joven (con sólo veintitrés años, probablemente de peste o tuberculosis) y estuvo asociada a los nombres de muchos artistas de la época, para los que habría posado.

Su belleza fue la fuente de inspiración de Sandro Botticelli en la creación de algunas de las pinturas más importantes jamás creadas. El pintor no pudo soportar la pérdida de su musa, y vivió el resto de su vida obsesionado con su belleza, retratándola en muchas de sus obras . Entre ellas destaca el cuadro "Venus y Marte", en el que los dioses son representados por Simonetta y el propio Botticelli.

Casi nueve años después de su muerte, Botticelli finalizó “El nacimiento de Venus”, su mayor homenaje a Simonetta y cuadro que, con el paso de los siglos se convertiría en su obra más representativa.

El pintor, que nunca se casó, falleció en 1510 y fue enterrado a los pies de la tumba de Simonetta, en la Iglesia de Ognissanti en Florencia, tal y como había expresado en su última voluntad. Quizá fue la única forma que encontró para poder pasar la eternidad junto a la mujer más bella del Renacimiento.

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La “bella Simonetta”, la “senza pari”: sono questi i due soprannomi con cui è entrata nella leggenda una delle più celebri nobildonne del Rinascimento fiorentino, Simonetta Vespucci, nata Cattaneo (Genova o Portovenere, 1453 - Firenze, 1476).

Considerata una donna di incomparabile bellezza, oggetto del desiderio di molti uomini nella Firenze di metà Quattrocento, membro di una delle più antiche famiglie della nobiltà genovese (i Cattaneo), sposata a soli sedici anni con il banchiere Marco Vespucci (parente del più celebre Amerigo, il navigatore che diede il nome all’America), morì giovanissima (a soli ventitré anni, probabilmente di peste o tubercolosi) e fu associata ai nomi di molti artisti dell’epoca, per i quali avrebbe posato.

La sua bellezza fu fonte di ispirazione per Sandro Botticelli nella creazione di alcuni dei più importanti dipinti mai realizzati. Il pittore non riuscì a sopportare la perdita della sua musa e visse il resto della sua vita ossessionato dalla sua bellezza, ritraendola in molte delle sue opere. Tra queste, il dipinto "Venere e Marte", in cui gli dei sono rappresentati da Simonetta e dallo stesso Botticelli.

Quasi nove anni dopo la sua morte, Botticelli completò "La nascita di Venere", il suo più grande omaggio a Simonetta e un dipinto che, nel corso dei secoli, sarebbe diventato la sua opera più rappresentativa.

Il pittore, che non si sposò mai, morì nel 1510 e fu sepolto ai piedi della tomba di Simonetta nella chiesa di Ognissanti a Firenze, come aveva espresso nelle sue ultime volontà. Forse questo era l'unico modo per trascorrere l'eternità con la donna più bella del Rinascimento.

[cxdemistake]

—Time slips away!

Burn out, don’t fade!

Dance on my grave!

I will never be them!—

Indie multimuse, multifandom blog.

Canon and OC muses present

Currently mobile-only

Semi-selective, semi-active

Open to asks and messages

More info (link to OCs, list of canon muses, writer info, and rules) under the cut.

OC Links

*Note: A few characters’ appearances/voices have changed, so make sure to check out the tags on the blog. OCs are tagged with “; (name)”— for example, my character Myarel is tagged with “; myarel” (no quotations).*

Canon Muses

*Note: Many of these muses aren’t listed on my muse page due to being unable to update said page from my phone. Muse tags vary. Some are tagged with fancy tags but I may switch between those and regular tags. They’re listed here in alphabetical order by fandom.*

**Edit: I’ve also marked which fandoms/muses are most active. Very active fandoms will be bolded, semi-active italic, and dormant/needing some time before interaction are regular text. I’ll also put an asterisk after new muses/muses I haven’t played yet. I beg that if a fandom isn’t bolded or italicized that you discuss it with me before sending something in or making a starter— I have a lot of muses and it takes time to get into the swing of new ones when I’m not in the right mindset!**

The Arcana: Asra Alnazar*, Julian Devorak, Portia Devorak*, Faust

American Gods: Mad Sweeney

Assassin’s Creed: Ezio Auditore da Firenze*, Aveline de Grandpré

Avatar: The Last Airbender: Zuko*

Back 4 Blood: Karlee*, Evangelo*

Baldur’s Gate 3: Astarion*

Boondock Saints: Murphy MacManus*

Call of Duty: Simon “Ghost” Riley*, Johnny “Soap” MacTavish*

Chappie: Chappie*

Columbo: Lt. Frank Columbo*

Dead Island/Riptide: Sam B, John Morgan*

Detroit: Become Human: Connor, Markus*

Dirty Bomb: Vassili*

Disturbed (band): The Guy*

Dream Daddy: Damien Bloodmarch*, Robert Small*

Dying Light: Kyle Crane*, Rahim*, Karim*

FNAF: Cupcake

Hazbin Hotel: Alastor, Angel Dust, Charlie, Husk, Lucifer

Homestuck: Gamzee, Calsprite

I, Frankenstein: Adam

Into the Badlands: Baron Quinn*

Jet Set Radio Future: Yoyo*

Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure: Jonathan Joestar*, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo*, Josuke Higashikata*, Giorno Giovanna*, Jolyne Cujoh*, Caesar Zeppeli

Kingdom Hearts: Axel

Left 4 Dead 2: Ellis, Nick

Marvel: Nightcrawler*, Moon Knight*, Eddie Brock/Venom*

Monster High: River Styxx*, Operetta*, Frankie Stein*

The Nightmare Before Christmas: Jack Skellington*

Obey Me!: Lucifer, Mammon, Leviathan, Satan, Asmodeus, Beelzebub, Belphegor, Diavolo

Onmyoji: Yasha*, Hiromasa*, Susabi*

Pirates of the Caribbean: Captain Jack Sparrow*

Portal: GLaDOS

Red Dead Redemption: John Marston*, Arthur Morgan*

Rise of the Guardians: Jack Frost*

Skullgirls: Valentine

Stardew Valley: Shane*

Steven Universe: Garnet*, Ruby*, Sapphire*, Sunstone*, Sardonyx*, Rainbow Quartz 2.0*

Spiritfarer: Gwen*

Suicide Squad: Diablo

Undertale/Deltarune: Papyrus, Sans, Susie*

Until Dawn: Chris*

The Village: Ivy Walker

Walking Dead/Fear: Negan Smith, Daryl Dixon, Morgan Jones, Shiva, Victor Strand*, Qaletaqa Walker*, Crazy Dog*

Warframe: Excalibur Umbra*

Warm Bodies: R, M

What We Do In The Shadows: Nandor the Relentless*, Viago*, Vladislav*

Info About The Writer

Hi! I’m Alistair— you can call me that, or you can use my username for pretty much everywhere else, TheetyPie/Theety. I don’t mind either way.

I’m a trans guy, I use he/they pronouns. I’m panromantic/asexual, and I’m 27 years old.

I have 3 cats, they’re my babies. I also (as you can tell from above) have a lot of OCs, and the number is still growing. I want to turn my ideas into a bigger creation someday, still not sure exactly where I want to go with it.

I do more than write. I do art, I like video games, music, and just collecting stuff. Current obsessions are Monster High, Jojo’s Bizarre Adventure, makeup, crystals, and jewelry.

Rules

The most important: I do not RP smut. In the past I’ve used the fade-to-black method, but I’m not entirely comfortable with that with most of my muses.

In the same vein, DO NOT FORCE SHIPS. I love ships as much as the next guy, but I would prefer to discuss it first, or for us to agree on it. It’s cool if your muse has a crush, totally fine— mine get crushes all the time! But make sure if you want to ship, we discuss it first.

In a similar vein to that one as well, no god-modding/powerplaying. If your character is strong, an immortal being, or whatever, cool! I have some of those too. But there should always be a limit. Don’t say your character is moving mine unless we’ve talked about that. Attempt to move them. Usually I follow along as long as boundaries aren’t pushed.

Don’t kill or seriously injure my muse without permission. Fights happen, of course, but again: discussion. I’m up for threads where my canon muses are injured or killed, but not where it happens to my OCs, unless we’re getting into a backstory and another OC that’s already deceased dies. Non-serious injuries are alright to come out of nowhere with, but if it’s a first meeting, I’d prefer to plot it out.

I’m semi-selective. I’m kind of particular about who I follow and who I thread with. I prefer us to be mutuals to thread, but you don’t have to be mutuals to send me things.

I’m very bad at keeping up with people. If you message me and I don’t respond, it’s usually bc I’m shy, I forgot, or I’m busy with work. It’s not you, I promise. Usually I don’t message first bc I’m nervous.

Back to shipping: I’m also multiship. Usually my ships are in different universes, unless discussed with all parties beforehand. The exception is a few of my OCs that are partnered together— ask about their availability. I love random ships, just talk to me about them!

I love duplicates of my muses. Whether it’s “x meets self” or I find someone I share a muse with, I love RPing with just about everyone. Please don’t hesitate to reach out if we have a muse in common!

One of my other most important statements, not really considered a rule, but it’s still important: if you want to know something about any muse, canon or OC, please tell me— ask or message me! I haven’t been able to write down a lot of info about any of them because I’m on mobile, but I will infodump for you if you need/want to know something. I love talking about my children, they’re precious to me.

If you send something in or make something for me when we haven’t even spoken, I might not feel comfortable responding. I’m very shy and nervous about not having any discussion beforehand. 😭

If there’s anything I left out or you need to know, just ask!

[fio-renze]

May 25 - Day 5 Miracle / Tension

Fiorenze lifted her cat up by the little furry armpits, letting her sleek, long and slightly iridescent body streeetch out for a moment before she brought the creature in for a big cuddle and smooch on her little, magical head. Rue trilled and butted her head against Fio’s jawline, extremely content with the general procedure. 

It was rare for Blink Kittens to survive into fully grown Blink Cats, but here she still was four years later, imbued with the arcane runoff that was terribly prevalent down in the Dalaran sewers — and all the strange abilities that came with that. Firenze sighed and waltzed slowly around her bedroom, the cat still cradled in her arms, “I’m going to leave you again soon, you know, so you’ll be in charge of the place.” 

Rue purred and let out a content “Mew!” 

“There’s something I have to do, you know. For me. I’ve enjoyed fighting things and working with mercenaries more than a Lady probably should. Not that I’m really a Lady anymore, anyway. I suppose that frees me up from needing to worry about my image quite a bit, doesn’t it?” she mused, twirling slowly on the ball of her foot and causing her long, draped vest to fluff out a bit with the movement. 

“Mrah~” 

Fio hummed and scritched Rue behind a black, pointed ear, “It won’t be easy, you know. I doubt Xylaes will be too happy to see me, but he was the one who told me to take care of myself and focus on the good things I have, and working on contracts is and was technically in those categories. It will be fine, there’s no tension quite like Court tension and I was always a pro at navigating that.” 

There was a crackle of gathering magic and the odd, ozone like smell that permeated the air in the presence of the arcane, and in a soft purple flash Rue blinked from her arms onto the chaise, immediately rolling onto her back with her front paws up — thoroughly done being held captive, “Mrrr.” 

How could she leave her darling girl? She laughed and took a quick picture of the kitty with her comm before dropping it back into her pocket, “And there’s the gallery party tomorrow, too, which will have me out terribly late. I’ll remind Keranna to put your favorite fish flakes on top of your dinner.” 

Rue trilled again, kneading the air. So spoiled. 

Fiorenze cooed at her adorable little miracle creature, “Alright, alright. I’ll find your string. We’ll play plenty between now and then to make up for it.” 

It was the least she could do.

@daily-writing-challenge / @xylaes

[pettirosso1959]

Da che parte state?

Ieri al grido di Palestina Libera un corteo di studenti, autonomi e comitati di base ha tentato di assaltare la Sinagoga di Pisa, obbiettivo legittimo della loro rabbia perché rappresenta quell’ultimo sprazzo di ebraismo che rimane in città.

Si, perché il loro slogan “Free Palestine form the river to the sea”, se sanno cosa implica, dimostra il loro impegno a voler cancellare la presenza ebraica in quelle terre. Ed allora diventa lecito attaccare anche questo simbolo religioso di una comunità locale sparuta se non quasi sparita. Ma per loro lecita e pertinente.

Mi ricorda i pogrom della Polonia dopo il ‘45. Gli ebrei non c’erano più ma si odiavano e si organizzavano persecuzioni.

A Firenze invece hanno tentato di assaltare il Consolato USA ed anche qui sono stati fermati dalle forze dell’ordine, ora sotto accusa. Come se la difesa di una sede diplomatica non fosse un imperativo di uno Stato credibile internazionalmente.

Il PD, i 5 Stelle, la sinistra estrema hanno fortemente criticato le cariche dimostrando ancora una volta da che parte della storia vogliono stare: contro Israele, gli Ebrei, contro l’Ucraina, contro gli USA, contro la NATO. Contro anche quei poveri cristi che per uno stipendio che a mala pena li porta a fine mese devono operare perché non tutto sia permesso.

Secondo quest Sinistra, ispirata da facilmente immaginabili muse straniere, farli passare per mettere a ferro e fuoco quei due simboli sarebbe giusto e pertinente. Senza chiedersi quali ripercussioni ci sarebbero state se i “pacifici pacifisti” fossero riusciti nel loro intento…o forse sapendolo benissimo.

[other-w-0-rldly]

Koalak I

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Carn

Between Ghost hills and The Tor, lay Carn with a small castle and a small army of nine thousand men who would ride to the King’s defense straight for Kings landing, if the opportunity arises. Lord Firenze Odarys and his predecessors were known for being supporters of whoever sat the throne.

Many frowned upon the Lord’s views, some even titling him Lord no Backbone. Not to his face of course, for fear of retaliation.

Whilst many disliked Lord Firenze, those same people adored his children and his late wife, Lady Seraphis Hightower. They were blessed with a son and two beautiful daughters. Mars Odarys and his sisters Adira and Ophilia Odarys.

Mars Odarys, the eldest, never wanted to marry and wanted to take the white cloak and serve the king. He claimed he did not want to be burdened by a wife and children and lived for the fight.

Thankfully for Lord Firenze, his youngest Ophilia only dreamed of marriage and children running around giggling. She even confessed to her septa that she wanted to be in a constant state of pregnancy because she wanted babies. Pour foul, the septa mused in her head.

And then there was Adira.

She was special and everyone knew she was the favorite child, even if lord Firenze does not wish to comment on that.

From her first breath, during a solar eclipse, Adira was special, healing her mother’s tears miraculously. Her parents could not explain what had happened. Seraphis only knew that she was in immense pain at first and close to dying then she couldn’t feel the pain and only heard her daughter’s cries.

Maesters, septas, priests, red priestesses, all gathered to find out what was wrong with the babe, but none could come to a conclusion.

And so, the child grew and blossomed into a young girl who wanted nothing to do with marriage or war. She wanted to be a healer.

That only strengthened when the lady of House Odarys, passed.

‘Maldición de sangre.’

The dornish priest said. A blood curse.

Everyone tried to understand who would curse her own father, but answers were found.

And so, Adira determined to heal her father, placed her hand near his heart and started to heal him. Unfortunately, she did not tell anyone what she was doing, and her mother walked into the room.

The curse attached itself to Lady Seraphis killing her without pity. Adira tried to save her mother, but the girl of ten and four did not have a grasp on her powers yet and failed.

Everyday Adira thinks back to this moment and every day she sheds a tear for her mother. The woman who loved making flower crowns even for her son and husband.

To her memory Adira and Ophilia always kept their hair down and would wear flower crowns.

Adira was walking in the gardens and as always, she was thinking of her mother, looking at the flowers. She was rudely shaken out of her reverie when heavy footsteps could be heard behind her.

Turning around she sees her older brother walking towards her, his shoulders looking heavy. She could see that he was carrying something and came straight to her during his combat training.

He stops in front of her and lets out a puff.

“You are lucky I came all this way. Exel even had a fit over it and I was in the middle of winning, but the raven would not leave me alone.” Mars says a little bit out of breath.

“What are you on about?” Adira replies smiling connivingly.

“A raven came for you.”

“Another Lord asking for my hand? Send it back.” Adira replies coldly.

“Surprisingly not. It is from a Dothraki herd. Who knew these savages could write…” Adira was also baffled, not about them being able to write but why would Dothrakis want to address her?

“What does it say?” She rapidly says.

“I thought you were clever… can’t read Dothraki can you?” Mars says smirking mischievously.

“Obviously not! Father did not wish me to learn it. Now, can you translate it please?” Adira did not find her brother’s words amusing.

Mars giggled slightly but started to read the letter not wanting to antagonize his sister more.

“It says something about their Khal. Their king.” He begins.

“I know what Khal means! I am not stupid. “Adira replies offended.

“Gods, I feel like you are going to flower soon... so angry...” Mars mumbles under his breath. Adira slaps him on the arm and so Mars continues reading and translating.

“This is a direct line from the letter. ‘a witch, a witch has cursed the Khal, the Khaleesi is gone. We cannot find her. She left the stones. Save our Khal’” Mars finishes the letter and simply discards it to the left of him.

Adira quickly bends down and grabs the letter before the wind blows it away…

“A curse?”

“You heard what I said” Mars says dismissively.

“Who was the Khaleesi?” Adira replies frowning.

“You do not know? “Mars exclaims, surprised. Adira shakes her head. She was trying to stay away from any marriage talk. Hers or others.

“Daenerys Targaryen. The mad king’s daughter. She and her brother apparently went into hiding in Essos. Robert Baratheon and his posse are looking high and low for them. Even sending assassins after them. One of those assassins probably gut her…” Mars was rambling now.

“Is the raven still here?” Adira cuts him off.

“Yes! Did you not here me say the raven would not-” Adira cut him off.

“I will go and heal the Khal. Would you send them a raven and tell them that?”

“What? Are you out of your mind? Father will never let you go heal that brute. Whispers in the brothel say that they fuck their horse when their women cannot satisfy them anymore… and they kill every minute.” Mars says outrageously, almost whispering the last part.

Adira crunches her nose in slight disgust. She knew her brother frequented the brothels. She remembers finding him after a banquet with three of the pleasure girls naked. A sight she wished to forget.

Adira decides not to believe him. If the Dothrakis are civil enough to write to House Odarys then they do not sleep with their horses.

“Good thing you are not father, then. I will heal the Khal and father will agree with me.” She huffs and walks away towards the small castle mentally planning what she would bring to Essos.

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[bitterbianco]

Bruno Innocenti, Niobide, bassorilievo in terracotta steccata

La Niobide colpita da una freccia si collega al complesso di opere che Bruno Innocenti realizzò intorno ai temi classici e mitologici a partire dal grande complesso monumentale Apollo e le Muse, sette sculture in gesso e stucco realizzate nel 1933 per l'Arcoscenio del Teatro Comunale di Firenze appena inaugurato, che oggi si trovano, dopo i restauri del 1960, nel foyer dello stesso teatro, e costuiscono la più monumentale opera di scultura del Novecento toscano. In questa Niobide lo scultore unisce al tema classico la sua visione del nudo femminile, realizzata attraverso un modellato plastico raffinatissimo e permeata di un lirico erotismo

Bibliografia : Marco Fagioli, Bruno Innocenti, scultore tra mito e liricità, Aión, Firenze, 2009 Bibliografia di riferimento Marco Fagioli, L'Erinni di Bruno Innocenti. L'anima e la forma, Aión, Firenze, 2006

[deanpoetrymusicart]

The legend of the legend from Firenze: The unique and uncommon Simonetta Vespucci. The muse of Botticelli and mine too ! #art #muse #wife #lifepath #consciousness #spiritual #conscious #talllikeme #svelte #smooth #calm #blonde #blueeyes #switzerland #germany #italy (à Switzerland, Swiss) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmULS19t7p9/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[frillsandquills]

The latest chapters of The Reaper’s Muse take place in 1865, so I’d like to share some examples of 1860s ball gowns with you today. Feel free to name your favorite in the comments! Fun fact, the 1860s silhouette is known for the elliptical shaped crinolines (hoop skirts) that were worn under the dress. The cage crinoline became popular in the 1850s, but until the 1860s, it had a dome-like shape. As the 1860s progressed, the volume gradually moved toward the back and started to flatten at the front. This would evolve into the bustle of the 1870s. Image sources: 1. Evening Dress, ca. 1860 - 1865, held at the Galleria del Costume di Palazzo Pitti, Firenze (https://at.tumblr.com/heaveninawildflower/evening-dress-ca-1860-1865-mauve-silk-taffeta/9d972lfxy54j) 2. Woman's Dress (Robe à transformation) France, circa 1865, held at LACMA (https://collections.lacma.org/node/214649) 3. C. 1860s, 3-piece evening dress (attributed to the House of Worth), held at the Kent State University Museum (https://www.antiquetrader.com/collectibles/victorian-gowns-celebrate-pumpkin-spice-and-everything-nice) 4. Dress embroidered with beetle wing casings, 1863-1867, held at the Kent State University Museum (http://kent.pastperfectonline.com/webobject/1A6A912B-C73D-439E-BA81-253950612921) 5. Dress, ca. 1865, held at the MET (https://www.metmuseum.org/art/collection/search/107654) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnD69LHLbqw/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[bloomette]

8 days before holidays~

I'll try to not end up at the hospital for xmas like last year 🙏🏻

I'm actually doing the STRICT minimum at work to not be like last year...and I think my colleagues are little bit bitter about it ? Like....I was not SO invested for making the 24 christmas presents of the kids (because my colleague choose a gift that take US SOOOOO MANY TIME to make). I'm just preparing for a parent meeting, a photo album of a kid...and that's all. I don't care...i'm trying to survive here 🥲.

Also almost no one know that but I'm gonna share it on Tumblr (you should feel privileged 😂😂)....I'm gonna have my 1ST TATTOO next week 🥳🥳🥳🥳🥳 I'm SOOOO EXCITED but also scared 🥲! It's like a....reward because I survived this year which was one of the shittiest one of all my life. The meaning behind is not that deep but the hidden meaning behind it is....kpop related. Atiny would look at it and be like "OH !!!!" But if you don't know about the reference you would never guess its about kpop (also if you don't know me 🤣🤣). I've decided to make it quite subtle for non-kpop people but the symbol is VERY STRONG in the fandom.

Also my concerts plan for 2023 is growing slowly and i'm getting excited as well !!!!

January:

• 15th: Jackson in Paris with Franzi

• 25th: The Rose in Zürich with Franzi

February:

• 14th (♡): Ateez in Berlin with Franzi & Jess

• 15th: Epik High in Frankfurt with Franzi

•18th: Ateez in Brussels with Manon

July:

•16th: Muse in Bern

Also i'm going to Italy, Firenze for the first time during the 1st week of january with my mother ♡ it's been like....4 years I didn't go to Italy so I really miss it !

I don't want to be this person who complain about her year but I had a whole year with [rant time, sorry]

- 2 knees operations because of a very rare infection

- 2 weeks hospitalized and they discovered my hospital roomate got covid the day I had to be discharged...3 more days hospitalized

- My appartment got robbed while I got hospitalized

- Had to cancel all my Dubai flights and my skz ticket concert because of that shit

- A cyst operation (because it was 8cm and could be cancer (thx god it was not))

- A bladder infection because of the operation

- Crutches for 5 months, antibiotics for 2 months, physical therapist for 6 months

- No work for 5 months, being depressed on my sofa, crying every day

- my fancall with Yongguk didnt get through my cellphone....I watched him calling me and me not being able to answer

- my grandpa got covid and died

- we received my grandpa's will and he desherited me and my sis

- the big mess with lawyers and my aunt/uncle started (it ended up fast and well)

SO YEAH....i'm kinda done

[pikasus-artenews]

Donne del cielo. Da muse a scienziate

A Firenze un primo percorso espositivo sul ruolo delle donne nella ricerca astronomica e sulle immagini femminili nelle rappresentazioni del cosmo dal Rinascimento al primo Novecento

[mypickleoperapeanut]

"La colonizzazione e la cancellazione identitaria"

di Riccardo Rescio

"Welcome to Barerarerungar" è il titolo della Mostra dell'Artista indigena australiana Maree Clarke.

La prima esposizione monografica in una istituzione pubblica del vecchio continente curata con maestria da Valentina Gensini e Renata Summo O'Connell, realizzata grazie al supporto di MUS.E nell'ambito dell'innovativo Progetto RIVA.

La Mostra segna un momento cruciale nella scena artistica e culturale europea, offrendo un palcoscenico prestigioso all'Artista indigena australiana Maree Clarke.

Questo evento è stato reso possibile dall'impegno dell'Università degli Studi di Firenze, che celebra il proprio centenario con il Progetto Fuori Sede, e dall'indispensabile contributo della Fondazione CR Firenze.

La Mostra trasforma lo spazio espositivo in un dialogo aperto e coinvolgente con le opere site-specific create da Clarke durante la sua residenza presso il MAD Murate Art District, dispiegandosi in due location distinte ma complementari, il MAD e le installazioni sulle facciate delle antiche carceri del Complesso delle Murate, e una imponente opera nel Museo di Antropologia e Etnologia-Sistema Museale di Ateneo.

Al di là della rilevanza artistica e della maestria tecnica, di Maree Clarke "Welcome to Barerarerungar" assume una dimensione eticamente significativa e profondamente attuale attraverso il suo focus critico sull'inaccettabile comportamento dei cosiddetti colonizzatori.

Attraverso la potente voce visiva di Clarke, la Mostra non solo celebra la ricchezza culturale e spirituale delle popolazioni indigene australiane, ma solleva anche un imperativo riflessivo sugli orrori perpetrati nel corso della storia da coloro che, spinti dall'avidità e da un malinteso senso di superiorità, hanno sterminato le popolazioni locali per conquistare nuove terre.

"Welcome to Barerarerungar" diviene un forte catalizzatore per una riflessione più ampia sulla necessità di riconoscere e riparare le ingiustizie storiche, promuovendo un dialogo aperto verso la comprensione, il rispetto reciproco e la coesistenza pacifica tra culture diverse.

L'evento vuole essere un ponte tra passato e presente, invitando il pubblico a confrontarsi con le dure verità e le memorie collettive, spesso ignorate o dimenticate, legate al processo di colonizzazione. Attraverso l'espressione artistica, Clarke fornisce una testimonianza viscerale dell'impatto devastante che tale processo ha avuto sulle comunità indigene, sottolineando la resilienza, la forza e la sopravvivenza di questi popoli di fronte a tentativi di annientamento culturale e fisico.

In ultima analisi, "Welcome to Barerarerungar" non è solo una Mostra è un atto di memoria e di resistenza che sfida i visitatori a riflettere sulle proprie convinzioni e sul proprio ruolo nella costruzione di un futuro in cui le atrocità del passato non trovino più spazio.

È un invito a riconoscere il valore intrinseco di ogni cultura e la ricchezza che la diversità apporta al tessuto condiviso dell'umanità.

Firenze 11 aprile 2024

Murate Art District MUSE Firenze Fondazione CR Firenze Città di Firenze Unifi

[radiantrpshadow]

Muses Of The Radiant Shadow

Name: Aleksander Morozova/Kirigan, The Darkling Age: 2150 (a rough estimate based on the show) Family: Mother, Baghra (alive), Father (deceased), Half Sister, Ulla (alive)

Character Fandom Origins: Shadow & Bone Multiverse Muse: Yes Face Claim: Ben Barnes

Name: Alina Starkov Age: 19 Family: Mother (deceased), Father (deceased,

Character Fandom Origins: Shadow & Bone Multiverse Muse: Yes Face Claim: Jessie Mei Li

Name: Ezio Auditore da Firenze Age: 17-45 Family: Mother, Maria (alive), Father, Giovanni (deceased), Older Brother, Federico (deceased), Younger Sister, Claudia (alive), Younger Brother, Petruccio (deceased), Uncle, Mario (alive)

Character Fandom Origins: Assassin's Creed Multiverse Muse: Yes Face Claim: In-Game footage from AC:II and AC:B

Name: Bianca Listretti Nickname: Viper Age: 24 Family: Father (deceased), Mother (deceased), Twin Brother, Luca (alive), Half Brother, Adrian (alive) Defining facial features: scar over the left side of her lips and a scar along her right cheek Other defining features: burn scar on the right side of her lower back, arrow scars littered over her shoulders.

Character Fandom Origins: Assassin's Creed Multiverse Muse: Yes Face Claim: Madelyn Cline

Name: Elliot Astor Nickname: El, Leo Age: 26 Family: Father (alive), Mother (alive), Older sister, Lydia (alive), younger brother, August (alive), younger sister, Serafina (alive) Defining facial features: sharp jaw line, dimples on both sides of his mouth Other defining features: arms littered with freckles mostly visible in summer, two birthmarks one on the right side of his chest one on the lower side of his torso

Character Fandom Origins: Shadow & Bone Multiverse Muse: No Face Claim: Luke Pasqualino

Name: Ignis Redwood Nickname: Iggy Age: 20 Family: Father (alive), Mother (deceased) Defining facial feature: Freckles over her entire face, a small scar under her right ear Other defining features: two moles on the her left hand under her thumb

Character Fandom Origins: Shadow & Bone Multiverse Muse: Yes Face Claim: Erin Kellyman

Name: Dorotea Tiberio Age: 26 Family: Father (deceased), Mother (deceased), Uncle (alive), Bother, Cassio (alive), Half brother, Cesare Borgia, (alive), Half sister, Lucrezia Borgia (alive) Defining facial features: Light scar on her right cheek, summer freckles spread over her nose Other defining features: ragged scar over her right side over her ribs, veering off over her side

Character Fandom Orgins: Assassin's Creed Multiverse Muse: No Face Claim: Bruna Marquezine

Name: Miguel Torres Nickname: Mick, Micky, Age: 21 Family: Father (deceased), Father (alive), Mother (alive), Sister, Aela (alive), Sister, Nina (alive), Brother, Diego (deceased) Defining facial features: Slightly sunken eyes, high cheekbones, dimples, Other defining features: Burn scar on his right upper thigh, moles freckled over his lower left arm,

Character Fandom Orgins: None Multiverse Muse: Yes Face Claim: Jack Champion

Name: Chase Hernann Age: 27 Family: Father (deceased), Mother (deceased), Twin Sister, Lila (alive), Half Brother, Nico (deceased), Younger Brother, Mino (alive) Defining facial features: deep set, brown eyes, sharp cheekbones Other defining features: body littered in gunshot scars

Character Fandom Origins: none Multiverse Muse: Yes Face Claim: Charlie Cox

Multiverse Muse: a muse who can be used in different universes, but will always remain the same in terms of the characteristics listed above and a few other attributes that are central to the universe they came from. The stories they appear in do not have to be connected to one another and they will not be aware of their multiversal traveling unless it is happening specifically to the story they parttake in.

[teecupangel]

(Yeah, that sounds about right XD)

From @zero-saito

Drama! Drama! ❤️❤️

From @witchofthecoffee

Now i want Aguilar to find Ezio first xD I just see him as big brother energy xD

(Did someone say drrraaammmaaa??? XD)

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Madrid was an unfamiliar place for Ezio. He had never been here before. Only Federico had a mission here before.

No.

Their father had traveled to Madrid multiple times.

Including the time he had…

Ezio tried not to dwell on it.

His relationship with their father was strained ever since he heard of what he had done. Federico tried to reason with him but Ezio couldn’t see it in himself to think beyond what he felt right now.

Lorenzo de’ Medici was a famous man but Ezio had never talked to him before, had never even personally meet him before all of these.

But Uberto Alberti…

Desmond…

All Ezio could think about was that they repaid Desmond with betrayal and he just…

He just…

He didn’t know why he was here.

He knew Desmond didn’t want to see him and that hurt more than he expected it to but still…

He wished to see him.

He just…

He wanted to talk.

He didn’t know what he wanted to talk about nor did he know why he wanted to talk to Desmond so badly.

All he knew was…

He wanted to talk.

That was all.

Ezio’s musing was cut short as instincts took over and he quickly rolled away just in time to evade an assassination from above. Ezio barely had the time to block the knives thrown at him, using the gauntlet of his hidden blade to swiped the knives before they reach his shoulder.

“Is this the usual greeting of the Spanish Brotherhood?” Ezio asked, the strain in his voice noticeable even though he was going for a lighter tone.

“This is how we treat those we have specifically forbade from entering our motherland.” The Assassin replied calmly as he stood, “Ezio Auditore. Leave. I will not ask again.”

“It doesn’t sound like you’re asking.” Ezio commented.

The Assassin glared at him.

“I just want to talk to Desmond.” Ezio tried to reason with the man.

“And have you considered what Desmond wanted?” The Assassin countered, making Ezio freeze. The Assassin took a step towards him as he continued, “You come here, jeopardizing whatever peace our Brotherhoods have with one another… For what? To see Desmond?”

The Assassin glared at Ezio as he asked calmly, “Did you really think you Auditores were forbidden from coming here because our mentor does not wish to see you?”

Ezio could feel his hands start to tremble.

It was too painful to accept even though Ezio knew it was bound to happen this way.

Desmond didn’t want to see him.

He didn’t want to accept it.

He still remembered those days they spent in Firenze…

But Ezio knew…

He knew that Desmond didn’t want to see him.

He wanted to leave his past behind.

To move forward from the tragedy of his father’s death.

Firenze.

The Auditores…

Ezio…

They were all a reminder of the pain he suffered.

Ezio was being cruel by coming here.

And…

“If he doesn’t want to see him then I want to hear it from him.”

A very selfish man.

“So you are willing to hurt him just to confirm what you already know?” The Assassin growled at him.

“I… I wish nothing but the truth.”

Because the only way to snuff out this small flame called hope was…

“One last time. I just want to see Desmond one last time.”

… to crush it completely beneath his feet.

Another Desmond reborn as X, but this one is as Uberto Alberti's kid. Who we don't know anything about but "family" is the reason he betrayed his friend supposedly so I'd be interesting if Desmond could try and avoid it this time around.

According to the transcription of Uberto’s database in ACII:

Now, I found a backdoor into the Templars' database server, I've been combing it for some kind of smoking gun. I found it. Apparently, Uberto's family was evicted by the Medici bank. Uberto's been aching for revenge ever since, and the Templars promised him support. Ezio's father was standing in the way AND Uberto was jealous of his influence over the Florentine government. Two birds with one stone, isn't it? It looks like Uberto used his election to the Signoria as his opportunity to strike.

Apparently, he joined the Templars because the Medici evicted his family.

If he is part of the real House Alberti, there is no mentions of any evictions in wiki nor any mention of an Uberto. The Albertis were allies of the Medici as far as I read.

Returned to Florence, in the 15th century they were first allied to the Medici against the Albizzi. Main members of the period include writer Antonio Alberti, cardinal Alberto di Giovanni Alberti and architect and Renaissance theorist Leon Battista Alberti.

But wiki did say that they “divided into different lines, who owned several houses and towers near the modern Ponte alle Grazie” and “Some of them were admitted in the Venetian nobility late in the century” so maybe Uberto’s family wasn’t one of those few fortunate Albertis to gain nobility.

So, really…

Giovanni died and dragged his two sons with him because of his ties to the Medicis.

And Desmond would point that out.

In this setup, Desmond would probably think of Uberto as a good father as he did stress he did it for his family (although another setup is that Uberto is using the whole “I’m doing it for my family” to hide his greed and thirst for power but that would be a bit boring so we’ll go down the ‘a good man wishing to avenge his family’s misfortunes’ route instead).

So Desmond would want to protect his new family (especially if he has younger siblings). When they get evicted, Desmond understood why Uberto did what he did. Maybe add in the drama of the eviction being all of a sudden or not given any warning before they were evicted during a time when Firenze was having ‘money problems’.

Desmond knew that the Templars would contact Uberto then and tried to stop Uberto from saying yes to the Templars but he’d say that this was their only choice if they wish to protect their family.

(If you really wanna drive in a conundrum, one of Desmond’s siblings or his mother falls ill during this time and the financial support the Templars gave them is what kept them from dying or maybe said mother/sibling was already ill and almost died had it not been for the Templars’ money)

In the end, Desmond tries to leave the Auditores alone but, instead, Ezio found him and started to talk to him. Desmond couldn’t help but form a bond with Ezio anyway, maybe become a close friend who doesn’t really like to be seen with others.

Ezio knows Desmond spend most of his time caring for his ailing sibling/mother, and he remembers Petruccio so he has a soft spot for Desmond.

Anyway…

Uberto still becomes a Templar and Desmond tries to undermine him, first by trying to save the decoded message that Giovanni needed but that failed because Uberto knew that Desmond was trying to stop him so he’s become more ‘suspicious’. He never scolds Desmond though and he understands what his son is doing so he tells Desmond to continue to try and stop him…

“This way… no matter which sides wins, our family will be safe.”

And Desmond realized then and there that Uberto was ready to die if it meant their family would be safe and financially secured.

In the end…

Desmond helped Giovanni, Federico and Petruccio escape by unlocking their cage and telling them that Uberto’s a Templar. Desmond begs Giovanni to not kill Uberto, that he’ll be able to make Uberto understand that they have failed and they’ll leave Firenze, hell, they’ll leave all of Italia, just…

“Please… don’t kill padre.”

Giovanni promises not to kill Uberto if they leave Firenze as soon as possible.

And Desmond is able to persuade Uberto to do just that, telling him that revenge means nothing if it would lead to his death.

.

Now.

The happy ending would be that Desmond and Ezio would see each other and there will be this strain in their friendship because of Uberto’s betrayal that they will slowly get past.

But…

The more angst-filled route would be…

Lorenzo wants all the conspirators of the Pazzi conspiracy to be killed and Uberto was one of them. He orders Giovanni to kill Uberto and Giovanni tried to say no, at first, only to acquiesce once Lorenzo reminded him who he was ‘allies’ with.

Desmond finds an Assassin standing in front of his father’s bleeding corpse and the darkness and his shock made it hard for him to see the Assassin clearly.

All he knows…

… was that the Assassin was wearing Ezio’s robes…

.

.

In this setup, Desmond would be torn between wanting to take vengeance or being the person to cut the noose of revenge that keeps looping and looping around all of them.

His trust in the Auditores would be destroyed and Desmond would want to believe that it wasn’t Ezio, that maybe it was Giovanni or even Federico but a part of him would whisper that it could have been Ezio. Ezio wasn’t there when Desmond begged for his father’s life.

Last time he saw Ezio, he was wearing those robes…

And Desmond can’t…

… will not kill Ezio even if a part of him wished to avenge Uberto’s death.

They had no reason to kill him.

His family had exiled themselves away from Firenze, living as normal farmers of all things.

He…

He needed to know the truth.

And, once he knows it…

That’s when he’ll decide how to end this chain of vengeance.

With blood spilled… or not.

[glass-needles-and-futurisms]