#antonio → hector

[wrongnote-lc]

Art Nouveau Styled Composers🌹✨️

(Even if it does not seem to be, I tried my best thou)

[shrieks]

antonio hadn't meant to sound surprised hearing of hector's successes with other people; a light blush comes over his cheeks, and he laughs at the other man's reactions. "sorry, i didn't mean to sound surprised," he tells him through the laughter - laughter that grows with each next word hector is speaking. it's nice to speak to someone as open-minded as hector. when antonio was in high school, he couldn't imagine speaking so openly about something like this, and the joy he feels from the comfort gained from hector reminds antonio that for the most part, he definitely was surrounded by the wrong people back then. he hesitates for a second, and then finally decides to speak his mind. "i've just never been with a guy before," he admits. "guess i was just trying to pick up pointers, or something," he admits, embarrassed, but not afraid to allude to his own sexuality for the first time. he's surprised at the lack of nerves and fear he feels, but even without them, adrenaline kicks in.

"i've been playing forever, man," he tells him, and there's an equal amount of pride and disappointment in his tone. "you should have seen me out there on the court, you would have if we were closer in age, i suppose," he was a prodigy, a brilliant player, a staple of the team. if things had turned out differently the night of his graduation, the night of the accident, antonio would have been working towards his shot at the big leagues. "that's how chandler and i became friends, actually. always in the same places, training- her with her one hundred and two different sports and teams, but me just for basketball, for the most part," he chuckles. "i haven't really played seriously since high school, though," he tells him, less pride in his voice, leaving mostly disappointment in its place.

"yeah, more than the ladies. don't sound so surprised. i'm a cultured man, antonio," he said, smirking as he did so. "many men have been lucky enough to have a little piece of this. maybe more than a little piece," he added with a wink. "and you know people who don't identify as either. i'm really not picky, dude. if they're hot and ready, i'm hot and ready," he added and shrugged. maybe it sounded crude of him but he was just being honest. he wasn't aware of how much his comment had been a shock to antonio or that it was something he was unsure about but hector was always happy to talk about his love life. or his sexual life rather. he had been a bit more nervous about it as a teenager but he had always been too full of himself to even be shy about it. it wasn't like he cared what his father thought and his mother, well what she didn't know didn't matter. it was his life after all.

"she might. i'm only allowed to say it so many times and we've been friends forever." hector was proud of his friendship with chandler and sometimes he really thought no one would ever be a friend to him the way she had. what they had been through together and apart, he was grateful for all their time together and this new chapter of living together was just proving that more and more. "yeah as you get older life is just a bunch of working huh? but down at the basketball courts? alright, okay, Dr. J, I see you. we should play together some time. i mean baseball was always more my thing than basketball but i still got some skills. how long you've been playing?" hector was realizing in the moment how few questions he had asked him. he had spent time with tony but he hardly knew him. maybe it was time to change that.

[tinyicis]

Catpawsers

[legallyschrodingers]

Do you have any favourite ships? Any media you're interested in or just duo that you enjoy the dynamic of!!

Ok I barely join some popular media they're more like the quiet ones sooo

So uhh Napolington -

I usually stick to one ship in a fandom and call it a day,but in the end Love is love and as long as it's not really problematic I'm fine,Like when I first joined the Napoleonic fandom I stayed with my pairs till this day and those pairs were..(It may be in order)

And these pairs were pure gambles :D aka

I assumed relationships in FANART😨😨😨(Thank you Amino)

•Napoleonic

-Lannes&Ney:I feel like this Pair isn't talk ABT often😔😔😔My only history with them is that they're the first Marshals I found and paired

-Bessimu:Ill tell you a silly story of how I may have shipped them but I like their contradicting personalities!(they're literally the "inside you are two wolves" meme)

....uhhh ok after some thoughts this ship is sort of my guilty pleasure.Like it's literally corroding my brain

-Massoult:OK GUYS HEAR ME OUT-

ok but genuinely I was relieved knowing they're relationship was pretty good (yk more support to the ship rather than just saying they both liked looting-)The letter from Massena also helped and I like imagining them interacting in my head which IM NOT TELLING YOU OR I WILL GET TAKEN TO THE PYSCHE WARD/but genuinely every knew irl or fannon interaction thats positive makes genuinely ecstatic and full of Dopamine(overall I like a tired grumpy man with a...tired...and old man idk)

-I have more actually it's just that I can't explain all since they did say"Media"so my generals but Classical music ig is next

{A ship I feel like my reasoning should just be kept since I'm on thin ice with this is Bethomoz,thank youu}

•Choliszt:Classic, literally unrequited love,I feel bad for Liszt ngl he seemed so genuinely sweet to Chopin (irl)and Chopin is just annoyed(from what I read)this is also the next ship you'll see in the fandom

Berlix- I heard somewhere Berlioz just casually calls Mendelssohn "Love" or something like that overall they seem quite nice for eachother that's all

Prokshos:I love them SM (Rns_williams drop another Prokshos fic and MY LIFE IS YOURS/SRS)I love the escalation from admiration to rivalry between them and even in the end Shosty still cared for Prokofiev:)

{Some rarepairs}

Vivaldi&Bach:They seem honestly so sweet for eachother.Bach's admiration for Vivaldi was so big he transcribed a handful of his concertos (And I think transcription is like a compliment since your spreading the work of an artist you think is great)Oh and look! They're blue and red what a twist

Paganini& Vivaldi: Literally those "AngelxDevil" gacha trope, They're also both Italians and from what I read Vivaldi was considered a Virtuoso before Paganini came in,Id like to see more stuff ABT them

Paganini &Mozart:Mostly a twist thing I genuinely don't hold that much love for it but I do find them funny and silly!

-Some other pairs(Pairs that I don't really think ABT but still pairs)

•Alberose(Genshin)

•Saintpierre(Frev)

•Saintmoulins(Frev)

•Robesmoulins(Frev)

•Madohomu(Madoka Magica)

•Zhongven(Genshin)

•Gakukai(Vocaloid)

•Skk(BSD)

•Shin Skk(BSD)

Anyways thats maybe all I can cram:,)✧･ﾟ:❀✧･ﾟ✧･ﾟ:❀✧･ﾟThank you to whoever asked ABT this!Maybe we can even talk further if anyone who saw this happened to have something to say!!!🌸🍓🫶🫶

-yours truly

Oh once again I'm sorry for unorganised and probably worng wording so if you want clarification pls tell me😭😭😭😭I'm scared I got something misunderstood

(ANYWAYS WHAT A TRIP THAT WAS AMIRIGHT????){pls laugh/j}

[thena0315]

[appatary8523]

ENCANTO FANDOM, BE CAREFUL WITH HECTIC-HECTOR

Long story short, this person is delusional. She blocked me like a year ago (or two? I can't recall) for not liking Encanto, and I thought that would be it, but this night she unblocked me just to send me a message, saying things that I cannot comprehend, talking about God seeing me talk trash about her and her "friends" because, apparently, she has some informant who told her so.

This is not the first time I'm aware she makes drama out of thin air, only to harass people. She has done it before in the Coco fandom, she's very problematic and tends to think she's in the right, feeling attacked for no reason, thinking you hurt his friends just for breathing, so she keeps bothering you forever. She went as far as to go to a Coco group IN FACEBOOK to complain about someone, trying to make people hate someone she didn't liked just because how spiteful she is. And in other occasion she harrased the mods of a non-profit Zine to lower the prices, even knowing the proceeds would be donated to charity.

I don't like the movie, but that's pretty much it, if you like it that's great for you. I don't check the movie tags and I don't tag ANYTHING with it, I don't talk about it because I simply don't care about Encanto, I don't have time to annoy people over things they like just to make them think like me. You don't bother me, I don't bother you, but she doesn't seems to understand it that way. Apparently, not liking Encanto is something I must feel ashamed of.

Be careful with her, do not interact with her if possible, she may get offended for things you never even said.

[dromaeo-sauridae]

long day

[mythological-art]

Hector and Andromache

Artist: Antonio Zucchi (Italian, 1726-1796)

Date: 1773

Medium: Oil on Canvas

Collection: National Trust Collections, United Kingdom

Description

Oil painting on canvas, Hector and Andromache, previously called Angelica and Medoro: Angelica approaches Medoro by an embattled Tower, by Antonio Zucchi, RA (Venice 1726 – Rome 1796), 1773. Classical scene with architectural background, a nurse with their baby son Astyanax on one side to the left rear, the couple in the centre, Hector, son of Priam, King of Troy is wearing a plumed helmet, saying farewell at the gates of Troy. One of a set of six over-door paintings by Antonio Zucchi.

[wmsash]

Signs as Classical Composers (Pt 1)

Which of these Maestros are you? Comment down below :) (P.S I’m Chopin)

Aries- Ludwig Van Beethoven

Taurus- Hector Berlioz

Gemini- Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

Cancer- Frédéric Chopin

Leo- Antonio Vivaldi

Virgo- Johann Sebastian Bach

Libra- Piotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky

[lonelylittledot]

they are the same person

[bloodayze]

The hands of the MALBA (Museo de Arte Latinoamericano, Buenos Aires, Argentina)

Taken by me (@bloodayze) Click on an image for the work’s title, artist’s name and country of origin (those without a caption means that i’m still looking for the title and artist)

[wrongnote-lc]

Some Random Composer Doodles

[zetaaa]

This art is stunning, to me. It's not just beautiful, any detail is there with a story to tell. Take the sieve. Why Elisabeth I chose to be portrayed holding a sieve in her hand? Of course, as a ruler she needed to embody wisdom and discernment, and the sieve has always been an emblem of those virtues.

There's more, though. And it leads to another woman.

To her, Tuccia.

Tuccia was a Vestal, a priestess to the virgin goddess Vesta, protectress of home, hearth, family, keeper of Rome's sacred hearth. Vesta was deemed so important by Romans that her priestesses had extraordinary rights and privileges, some of which were granted to no others, male or female.

Privileges came with a cost. Ten years as student, ten years as keeper of the sacred flame, ten years as teacher, the Vestals sacrificed their youth to the temple, vowed to chastity, knowing that being buried alive was the punishment in case of incestum (sacrilege).

Falsely accused of having violated her vow, Tuccia asked of being allowed to prove her innocence.

"O Vesta, if I have always brought pure hands to your secret services, make it so now that with this sieve I shall be able to draw water from the Tiber and bring it to your temple", she prayed, according to Valerius Maximus. Then the young woman passed through the ordeal, not even a drop of water falling from the sieve.

Of course, Tuccia is only a myth.

Vestals were real women, though, and real was their special juridical status, a unicum in Rome and in all the ancient times. These women were free in a way that not even a pater familias was, their celibacy being actually a marriage, but with the State, the Goddess herself made flesh in them to keep the flames alive and the people safe.

Well, I think Elisabeth I had it all well in mind.

[tinyicis]

idk

[arc-hus]

Antonio Maceo 8 Building, Mexico City - Taller Hector Barroso

[zafirosreverie]

Little furry friend (Bruno x F!Reader) part 1

Part 2

a/n: If you know where Sebastián the rat is from, congratulations you are so cool and I love you a lot :)

For @hectic-hector hope you like it!

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"Sebastian?"

Bruno asked quietly so as not to disturb anyone as he bent down and reached under the cupboard for the umpteenth time that afternoon. It was not uncommon for some of his rats to spend time away, usually with Antonio, but they always returned at least by meal time. It had been days since the last time he had seen Sebastián eat at Casita.

He was worried, even though his younger nephew had assured him that the rat was fine and not getting malnourished, which meant that he was getting food elsewhere, and that was what scared him. Why didn't his little furry friend want to eat with him anymore? Where did he go every day? Where did he get food from? Who gave it? And why didn't even Antonio know?

He was being paranoid and he knew it, but after spending ten years in solitude with only rats for company, he had learned to love these animals as if they were part of his family, no matter how horrified Pepa and his mother felt about it.

"What are you looking for?"

The man jumped out of his skin and hit his head against the furniture. He grunted a little as he sat on the ground and rubbed his head, before looking at his older sister trying to hide her giggling behind her hand.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to scare you" Julieta said but her tone revealed how amusing she found the situation "are you okay?"

"Yes, yes" he answered, accepting the hand she offered him to stand up "it's just that I can't find Sebastian"

"Your rat?"

"yes, have you seen it?"

"Bruno...you know that only you and Toñito can distinguish them, right? For me they are all the same"

"How can you say that?" he asked a bit offended "They are clearly different, I don't confuse your three daughters with Pepa's three children, do I?"

The healer simply rolled her eyes fondly and offered him a soft, apologetic smile. Although she and Pepa never fully understood Bruno's love for those animals, they loved their brother and knew how important they were to him, if he said they were different, she would respect it.

"Have you already asked Antonio?"

"Yes, but he said that his animals didn't want to tell him where he was, something about a secret and that it wasn't time yet" he shrugged.

"Oh how lovely, maybe your son has a surprise for you?" she laughed

"It's not funny, Julieta" he frowned "...I just want to know that he's okay"

"I'm sure he is" the brunette smiled, putting a hand on his shoulder "don't worry, you'll find him"

"I hope so" he sighed defeatedly "I'm going to look for him in town, I hope he's not in trouble"

Julieta silently watched as Bruno left shoulders hunched and looking definitely defeated and tired. He didn't even wave back to Pepa when he walked past her through the door.

"Is he ok?" the redhead asked

The older triplet just shrugged and looked where her brother had gone before she got up and went to work with her sister’s help. They both knew perfectly well that of their trifecta, Bruno was the one they understood the least, but they hoped that he would go to one of them if he really needed them.

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Bruno hurried through the paths of Encanto trying to catch up with Sebastián. He had spotted it a few minutes ago and although he tried to call it, the animal simply ignored him and went on his way, leaving the poor man making a scene around town while he tried to catch it.

Usually, he would be embarrassed that he was making a fool of himself and that people would gossip about him even more (despite Mirabel's best efforts, he knew that there were still people who believed that he brought misfortune), but at that moment, he just wanted to find out where his rat ran off to every day.

So he followed him regardless of the looks of the townspeople or the tiredness of his legs. You'd think after all the time he spent on Casita's walls jumping between rafters, running across the floor would be a piece of cake, but no, he really needed to work on his physical condition.

"Where are you going?" he thought, as he watched the rat turn a corner.

He really didn't like to leave his room, much less his house, so he was probably the only Madrigal who didn't know the whole town like the back of his hand, but even he knew that house belonged to the friendly carpenters of the town, although he did not know them personally. What was his rat doing there?

"Oh hey buddy, you're late"

 Bruno quickly hid behind a tree so you wouldn't see him, and his eyes widened when he saw you take the little animal without problems. Usually, people were afraid or disgusted of rats, judging them without knowing what a wonderful being they really were, but you didn't seem bothered or disgusted in the least.

"I was beginning to worry about you" you said kindly, patting the rat's head "here, I saved you some bread."

You laughed softly when the small animal squealed with excitement and started eating out of the palm of your hand. You had no idea where it came from, but the little rat had been visiting you for days and you were starting to grow very fond of it, and you always tried to save some food for it, even though if your parents found out, they would probably scold you.

Bruno looked at you carefully, not realizing that little by little he was coming out of his hiding place. He couldn't help it, something in you made him want to be close. You jumped when you heard a branch snap near you and turned to see a scruffy-looking, hunched-over man with a guilty expression. The hourglass design on his ruana told you everything you needed to know about his identity: Bruno Madrigal.

The man mentally kicked himself for scaring you like that and he really wanted to apologize, but it was always hard for him to talk to people and just when he managed to find his voice again, you smiled at him. It was such a beautiful and sincere smile, not one of those forced ones that people usually gave him to please the rest of his family, but one full of kindness and joy. Two words that were almost never associated with his presence.

"Hello" you said softly

He just waved at you, not really knowing how to respond, his mind was short-circuiting trying to comprehend that you were really talking to him, without malice or anything, that you weren't really scared of him.

"This little friend is yours?" you asked, carefully lifting the rat up for him to see.

Again, the seer only managed to nod. He felt terribly stupid and began to hate himself more and more for not being able to talk to you back. You were probably thinking that he was pathetic and you would want him to leave immediately.

And yet your smile never left your young and beautiful face. Yeah, he couldn't help but notice that you're definitely a few years younger than him, though maybe not that many (and to be fair, ten years locked up in walls without seeing sunlight ages anyone) and for some reason, it was a thought that began to burn in his mind.

"I was wondering where he came from" you said when you didn't get any more answer "he has been coming daily"

Bruno jumped a little when he noticed that you had gotten closer and now you were standing just a step away. You smiled at him again and held out the little animal, praying that your blush wasn't as noticeable as you felt. If you were being honest, you hadn't expected to talk to a Madrigal in…well, ever.

You were too shy for that. Since childhood, you almost never talked to anyone, preferring to listen from the side or just nod and smile. Your parents always told you that this way you would never get friends or a boyfriend (even though you had had suitors, but they never caught your eye), but you really didn't care, you were fine on your own, or at least that's what you told yourself, despite that there was a feeling of loneliness stuck in your chest.

So why did you feel the need to talk to this man? Perhaps it was the mysterious aura that surrounded him, or that the legend about him, which had run through the town since you were little, told you that there was something more to him. You had never believed that the youngest of the Madrigal triplets was really the cause of people's bad luck, you thought that people simply did not understand him and that he must feel very lonely... like you.

You weren't sure, but from one moment to the next, you needed to at least get a word out of him, to feel that you weren't making a fool of yourself. That he seemed cute and somehow handsome, had nothing to do with it, no matter what your racing pulse wanted you believe.

“I-I’m sorry if he bothered you” he stammered, looking at you awkwardly and not knowing if he should grab Sebastian and run out of there.

"Oh no, he's a little angel" you said "he's kept me a lot of company"

"re-really?"

"Yeah...I'm a bit of a loner" you admitted "so it's welcome company"

"O-oh! Me too!" he said without thinking "I-I mean I'm l-lonely too" he quickly added

Bruno really wanted to kick himself, what kind of creepy man would say that to a woman he had just met? You were the only one who hadn't looked at him with suspicion or fear in many, many years, and here he goes, ruining everything. Surely you would ask him to take the rat away and never come back and-

Were you laughing? No, wait...were you smiling at him? Him? After what he had said? Yes, that's exactly what you were doing. You couldn't help it, he was just too cute and the way he looked at you, as if he hadn't expected you to talk to him, much less smile at him, was charming.

"Well...we could do each other a favor" you said

"A f-favor?"

"I'm Y/N, my pleasure" you said, holding out your hand.

"B-bruno" he replied, looking at your hand suspiciously for a few seconds before shaking it awkwardly. You really did have soft hands.

"Well, Bruno" you smiled "now you have a friend"

He looked at you puzzled and a little alarmed, as if the word wasn't in his vocabulary. Why would someone as beautiful as you want to be friends with someone like him?

"Don't look at me like that" you chuckled softly "we share custody of the little one now anyway"

"I-I guess so" he replied, barely reacting in time to catch the rat that was jumping towards him.

"Well, it's better that the parents get along right?" you said flirtatiously.

You were surprising yourself, you usually wouldn't be this bold and a part of you wondered if you weren't crossing the line. But the man's blush and nervousness were too cute to resist, and if you had to use your furry little friend as an excuse to see him again, so be it.

"P-parents?!"

"I'll see you tomorrow Bruno, our son enjoys trips to the river" you said, turning around to go back to your house "will you pick me up at 2?"

"E-eh, y-yes, yeah!" he replied as his brain tried to catch up with everything

You just smiled over your shoulder and waved before disappearing into the house. Bruno stood there for a few more moments, processing everything before slowly walking back to Casita. What the hell had just happened?

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"Are you okay? It seems you saw a ghost" Julieta asked worriedly as her brother entered the kitchen.

"Yeah...I'm fine" he replied, his cheeks flushed.

"Did you find your rat?"

"Yes, he is playing with Antonio"

"Excellent"

The healer smiled at him and went back to cutting the vegetables. She could sense that her brother had more to say, but she knew better than to push him, he would tell her when he was ready. They were silent for a couple of minutes until Bruno sighed and dropped his head on the table with a thud.

“Juli?”

“Yes?”

“I think…I think I have a date”

The room fell deathly silent as the older triplet dropped her knife on the cutting board and looked at her brother. She never thought she would hear those words from Bruno's mouth, much less at this age but- her train of thought stopped when a sudden thunder sounded above their heads. They both turned to see Pepa watching them with wide eyes.

“You have a what?!”