#antonio agama

[lieutenant-amuel]

You cannot tell me he is not a nerd.

[blueflyingturtleontheway]

So, I've heard some voices here and there lamenting how little Gabe content - especially new Gabe content - there was and you know what? I completely agree, so I thought why not, I can try to add my little droplet into this tiny sea of Gabe appreciation we have here on tumblr.

Summary: Elena visits Gabe in his house for the first time and learns something new about his past.

Word count: 1937

AN: just some friendly fluff really, headcanon heavy, from Elena's POV but Gabe centric

"Oh, watch out, the first step is-" Gabe turned around just in time to catch Elena when she started to fall backwards. "-loose."

"Thanks for the warning." Elena shot him a glare when she regained her balance. In response Gabe only sent her an unapologetic grin and pulled her up on the next step.

"Everyone's so used to it by now that we keep forgetting to fix it with my dad," he explained as they finally reached the first floor.

The stairs led to a narrow corridor, with the same room placement as the bakery beneath it. Two doors on the right, one on the left and a wide opening to the living room at the end. In a few brisk steps Gabe opened the door on the left and invited Elena in with a courteous gesture.

"Welcome to my humble abode, your highness."

Her highness graced him with a nod and slipped by him, into the small room. Elena gave it a quick one over. It was indeed small - in fact, there probably wasn't much more space than what each guard got at the barracks - and the decor wasn't much fancier either. Cream colored walls, a thin bed by the window, a wardrobe opposite of it, one wall taken up by a bookshelf and a small cabinet by another made up basically all the furnishing of the room.

"Humble is a good word." She nodded solemnly, earning herself an eye roll from her friend. They both chuckled.

"Hey, it's your room that's out of the norm, you know?"

"I have no idea what you're talking about," Elena retorted, thinking about how three or even four such rooms would fit into hers. She walked over to the cabinet and picked up some trinket. "But it's nice to finally see where you grew up."

Gabe couldn't stop a fond smile sneaking onto his lips when he noticed the badge she was examining.

"Yeah and I didn't really get to change much here in the past five years. For example this thing I got back when-"

"Gabriel!" He was interrupted by his mother's voice from the bakery.

"I'll tell you in a moment," he sighed. "Make yourself at home!" He added from the doors and quickly ran downstairs to his parents.

Elena took another look around the room. It wasn't entirely empty, she had to admit that, and the poster of Antonio Agama on the inner side of the door confirmed that Gabe didn't change the decor much since he moved out.

She moved to the bookshelf and moved her hand across the titles - though there weren't that many of them to count. The lower shelves were taken up by some boxes and bags and what could've been a neatly packaged tent. Then finally a whole shelf dedicated to the whole collection of Antonio Agama's books. Elena chuckled to herself when she read some of the more dramatic titles and noticed even one that wasn't in Avaloran. On the next shelf, between other various travel books and biographies, was only one book by señor Agama, titled simply 'The Gecko's Tale'. Driven by a hunch she took it out and couldn't help but laugh when she read the blurb on the back. Although that explained how the whole kingdom found out that she's a bit adventurous too.

Finally her gaze got to the plant on top of the mantle. Hidden so deep in the room, it extended its ivy like stalks towards the sun, climbing a string helpfully hung between the bookshelf and the window.

Down on the windowsill two other plants looked out on the little cobbled square behind the house. Elena leaned in to smell the orchid and noticed something half hidden behind the pot. Slowly, so as not to accidentally damage the plant, she reached for trinket and retrieved it into the light. It turned out to be a wooden doll, painted to resemble a familiar navy and maroon uniform...

"Is this you?" She turned to Gabe as soon as he entered the room and showed him the figurine with a wide smile.

Gabe stopped for a moment. Furrowed his brows as he tried to see what Elena was even holding, and then furrowed his brows even more when he recognised it.

"Of course not," he grumbled, closing the small distance between them. "It's just an old thing anyway."

"It does look a bit like you though." She jumped away from him at the last moment.

Gabe gasped. Elen giggled and moved her hand away when he tried to reach her.

"Why would I even have a figurine of myself?"

For a moment they circled each other, like two lions judging if it's worthy to fight the opponent for a steak, except the steak was now wooden and 15 centimetres high. They both hunched subconsciously and made their steps in the fencing manner.

"I don't know, why does Esteban have a whole wall of his own portraits?" A sly grin slid on her face. "But I see you've decided to match his collection."

"Oh now you've done it." Gabe shook his head to hide his smile and in the split of a second was right by her. Feigning to go right for the prize, he swiped her legs out from under her.

Elena waved her hands in the air giving Gabe just the opportunity he was waiting for. He swiftly yanked the figurine from her hands, giving her the last push to fall backwards completely. He turned his head with a victorious grin, just in time to see her legs rising at the height of his knees. And suddenly the ground was much closer than before.

He folded his arms to his chest, protecting the figurine with his body and rolled on the floor. Though he didn't have to roll far, of which he was promptly reminded by his head crushing into the cupboard.

He groaned loudly and let his body fall limply to the floor.

His pained complaint was answered by Elena's laughter from the bed.

"I'm getting too old for this," he mumbled and Elena's laughter only got louder.

Finally he sat up and lifted the figurine to his face. He carefully examined it for any cracks or splinters, checked if the joints in the limbs didn't fall out and most importantly if the head was still on firm. Finally when he made sure the trinket didn't get damaged, he let out a relieved sigh.

"You're lucky it's still whole," he grumbled, rising to his feet.

"Hey, I was being careful." Elena now sat up too and sent him a playful smirk. "All the way until you decided to trip me like that."

Gabe rolled his eyes again and huffed in pretended annoyance.

"So if it's not a limited edition General Nuñez action figure," Elena continued. "What is it?"

Gabe sat down next to her and thought of an answer for a moment. He changed the position of the little soldier's arms and reached for a pin to put into his hand as a sword.

"It's really just an old toy," he said finally. "But you know, it has sentimental value."

He finally passed Elena the figurine, so she could take a look at it herself. It wasn't as old as she thought at first. The paint was faded, but still held onto the uneven surface of the wood and as she moved her fingers across it, she realized that it must've been all whittled by hand, by someone who put great care in it, but wasn't a professional.

Still the amount of details was impressive, especially in the construction of the thing. She moved the tiny soldier into the proper fencing position and to her delight found out that it fits flawlessly, the wire on the joints creaked quietly, as if it had been waiting for an opportunity to shine for ages.

She glanced between the figurine and Gabe on her left for comparison. The uniform, despite the familiar colours, was a tad different, it resembles more what she remembered from her childhood, than the uniform Gabe was wearing at the moment.

"I got it from my first fencing teacher," he continued.

"The same one who threw coconuts at you driving training?" Elena raised a brow, earning herself a chuckle.

"Yeah, the same one." A sad smile reached the corners of his eyes as old memories resurfaced in his memory. "He was a tough man and always talked about how big an annoyance I am, but -" he gestured to the figurine and shrugged.

"Well, that explains why it looks like you," Elena bumped him with her shoulder. "I'm sure he could've already seen that you'll be a great guard."

"Oh, I don't think he even wanted me to be a guard," Gabe laughed again. "But you know, the situation was a bit different." He pondered something for a moment before continuing. "And to be fair, I didn't even realize that it was supposed to be a guard at the time, I was pretty sure he just came up with the design by himself. I only really connected the dots a few years ago, when I found this old thing again."

Elena nodded silently and put a comforting hand on his arm. She could see that this topic wasn't easy for him.

"Though maybe what you said was the point." He straightened suddenly and his gaze went back to the figurine. "Maybe he wasn't completely against me joining the guard, just... joining the right one."

His smile became wider and it was like his whole face lit up. Elena raised the little soldier's arms to make it cheer. They both laughed at how expressive this piece of wood was.

"So where is your coach now?" Elena asked, caressing the wooden toy one more time.

He only sighed at first and for a moment his gaze became clouded again, before he shook his head to cast the memories away.

"I wish I knew," he sent her a sad smile. "One day he just... disappeared. A few trinkets and one letter is all the proof I have that he wasn't just my hallucination."

Elena's lips twitched in a matching sad smile, but before she could say anything, they both heard a voice from downstairs, calling the unmistakable word 'dinner!'

Gabe clapped his hands on his knees and sprung up to his feet.

"Ah, just in time", he extended his hand to Elena. "I think eating is a much more fun topic than discussing the weird things I did in my childhood."

Elena examined his face for a moment more, but gave up on asking all the questions that pushed to the tip of her tongue. She sent him a smile instead and accepted his hand.

"Oh, you mean you did more weird things?" She made the little figurine gasp.

"I feel like I shouldn't have started this topic," Gabe laughed.

"Oh no, you won't escape now." She poked him in the chest and put the little soldier in his hand. "I gotta know all the crazy stories."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you something," Gabe raised his hands in defeat. "But you can't mention it to my parents, please, they'll never stop until they tell you my whole life story."

Elena made a theatrical gesture of tapping her lips in thought as she backed out of the room.

"I'll consider it," she sent him a wide grin and in a second turned and ran towards the stairs.

"Hey- wait!" Gabe called out, running right after her to save what was left of his reputation.

[notmoreflippingelves]

"Would you ever write": 1) a narumitsu story (doesn't need to end well *smirk* Sorry I am mean XD ) 2) an Ace Attorney/Elena of Avalor crossover 3) a Krisnix fix-it ?

Yes and No

What I mean by that is that. No, I would never write a story where narumitsu is the exclusive and only focus. I'm not even sure that I could write a Phoenix & Edgeworth gen platonic story. I'm just not invested in their dynamic enough to want to center a fanwork about it.

However, I would be open to writing a story that incorporates narumitsu provided that it isn't the main/only focus. For instance, I might write a krisnix that has past narumitsu, unrequited narumitsu, or future narumitsu, but in those cases, krisnix would still be the "main" ship and the narumitsu would stay in the background. Even if the narumitsu is "endgame," I would absolutely imply that Phoenix will always be more than a little in love with Kristoph.

I would also be open to writing Phoenix and Edgeworth as part of a poly ship with someone else. I made a post a few days ago about how the introduction of nearly any third party into the Nick & Miles dynamic is somehow able to make me care about narumitsu. I think the most likely candidates for the 3rd member of the triad would naturally be Kristoph, followed closely by Lang. But I admit to also being curious about Lana or Blackquill. So who knows where it might go.

2. Maybe

I already have way too many works-in-progress/plot bunnies for both fandoms (plus a few other fandoms) to think seriously of adding to them. So I don't think it's particularly likely that I would write an AA + EoA crossover. However, I have actually put some considerable thought into how exactly a hypothetical crossover might work. (If I ever find a way to make my blorbos from each fandom interact in a way that makes sense, this could definitely change).

In the series finale of EoA's sister show Sofia the First, we are teased with the idea of multiple-dimensions/alternate universes existing within canon. The Ever Realm (where EoA and StF take place) is specifically identified as being in a distinct universe from NeverLand and the existence of NeverLand implies the existence of London. And given that London is the setting of the both the Ace Attorney/Layton crossover and the Ace Attorney prequel, we can assume that this universe would be compatible with the wider Ace Attorney franchise.

So due to ambiguous magical shenanigans (maybe involving Esteban's teleportation staff?) , the cast of Elena of Avalor could hypothetically dimension-hop into the same universe as the Ace Attorney characters. I think a crossover might work best if it was set primarily in Kingdom of Khur'ain from Spirit of Justice. It would still be quite an adjustment but definitely less of a culture shock than having the EoA crew land in modern-day Japanifornia.

I have thought a bit as well about some of the character interactions that I would love to see.

Esteban would not get along with Minister Inga, as he would remind Esteban of the worst aspects of himself (pompous, arrogant, ambitious). Nahyuta would also remind Esteban a lot of himself, in the sense of being , once-idealistic-but-grown-more-jaded as a result of being trapped from a young age under the thumb of a very powerful, cruel, and dangerous tyrant , being forced to do terrible things as a result but nevertheless clinging to their humanity through it all and trying to use what little influence they have to protect their family and country. I really think that they could really help each other heal. I also feel like Esteban might develop a crush on Dhurke Sahdmadhi, but he absolutely would not recognize it as a crush. He would just be all "he's so tall and mysterious and manly. like a hero from a storybook. I want him to think I am cool and smart and interesting too." (This is also how I head canon that Esteban hypothetically views Antonio Agama in universe--an actual crush that he mistakes for a very long time as being a man crush/hero-worship due to him being a very closeted, very repressed and even more oblivious distinguished disaster bi.)

Athena has the potential to develop some really powerful bonds with both Esteban and Elena. Elena's emotion dress magic and Athena's emotional-hearing + Widget provide an interesting point of commonality on discussing how they feel and process emotions in themselves and others--as well as how to cope when the strength and intensity of their feelings overwhelms them. Esteban, meanwhile, would not easily be able to hide his loneliness, guilt, and insecurity from Athena's super-hearing, nor from her compassion. Hear heart would go out to him and she would work on helping him see the good in himself/build himself back up as well as reminding the other characters to show him the affection, attention, and validation that he's always needed.

I feel like Mateo and Apollo would not get along. This is probably a combination of me projecting my Mateo apathy onto Apollo and the fact that Apollo is in general fairly prickly, hot-tempered, and judgy. They would squabble and I would live for it.

Klavier would absolutely flirt shamelessly with everyone. Gabe and Esteban just roll their eyes and Mateo and Elena would be oblivious. But Naomi...he would absolutely rub Naomi up the wrong way and she would bond with Ema over it. She eventually comes around to him, especially when he turns down the playboy persona and is a bit more genuine. I also feel pretty sure that Klavier and Prince Alonzo would start out as bitter rivals, abruptly become besties, and then maybe something more?

Ema and Isabel would absolutely talk each other's ears off about science, and thanks to Ema, Isa would probably enter her "forensics" era for awhile and spend a lot of time using science to play detective.

I feel like Trucy might exchange sleight-of-hand tricks with the Delgados. She would also be fascinated by Elena's scepter and Esteban's staff and would spend a lot of time trying to figure out how the "trick" worked.

Haven't really thought much about Phoenix, the Feys, Edgeworth, Larry, Blackquill, Ziska, Gumshoe, or any of the others. But I think there's potential there. Maybe particularly in having Maya or Pearl channel Alacazar as well as Elena's and/or Esteban's parents.

3. Yes. Yes. Yes.

I actually have a few plot bunnies/works-in-progress (albeit very much on the backburner) that have elements of "krisnix fix-it-fic."

One of them is a post-canon, angsty mess but that ultimately will have elements of getting back together and Kristoph receiving mental health care.

Another is a Crazy Ex-Girlfriend AU in which madcap screwball romantic dark comedy shenanigans ensure that Kristoph never actually kills anyone, undoes a lot of the damage he's already done/takes accountability for his actions, and ends up with a relatively happy ending (even if I'm not entirely sure whether he'd end up with Phoenix ,alone or with one of the alternate love interests.)

The third is a time-travel AU scenario. The DLC case of SOJ supposedly includes elements of time-travel but are later revealed to be faked/misinterpretations. This fic would presuppose that in the process of investigating the case, Phoenix discovered that time travel really does exist. In exchange for successfully convincing everyone else that it doesn't, the Time Travel Bureau will allow Phoenix to make a few changes to the past, provided that they don't disrupt the wider timeline too much. After his first choices of saving Mia and Gregory Edgeworth are rejected (as their deaths have too great an impact on events), Phoenix is permitted to "save" Kristoph by preventing him from committing the murders (as it's gauged that Zak and Drew Misham would've died of natural causes soon afterwards anyway). Phoenix has to be *very* careful in terms of not letting anyone know what he is doing and only making the slightest changes. He will still lose his badge and spend 7 years without it, Zak will still abandon Trucy, Kristoph's forgery will still be revealed and he'll be disbarred and sent to prison for it--though fortunately he doesn't have murder on his conscience/sentence. But Kristoph will eventually get out on parole, live a much happier life (I'm thinking he ends up working in the marketing department for Ariadoney), and possibly get back together with Phoenix.

Send me an ask that says “Would you ever write…” and continue the sentence. I’ll respond with yes or no and give an explanation as to why if I want to.

[bidiktangsel]

Institut Tazkia Kembangkan Model Moderasi Beragama Berjiwa Pancasila

KBRN, Bogor : Institut Tazkia Bogor menggelar diskusi publik tentang moderasi beragama pada generasi milenial di era digital di kampus Sentul, Selasa (14/3/2023). Dalam agenda itu menjadi pembicara seperti Deputi BNPT Eldi Risma Putra dan Guru Besar Institut Agama Islam Syafii Antonio. Dalam pandangannya Guru Besar Institut Agama Islam Syafii Antonio mengatakan islam sudah sempurna sejak 15 abad…

[ramil06kertek]

Brigjend TNI Antonio Da Silva Mengajak Tomas Menjaga NKRI

Kodim 0707/Wonosobo selenggarakan acara pembinaan komunikasi guna mencegah konflik sosial di wilayah. Sebagai narasumber utama Brigjen TNI Antonio Da Silva ( Waasintel Kasad ), Kolonel Inf Agung Sukoco, ( Katim Pusintelad ), Kepala Kesbangpol Agus Kristiyono dengan tema “peran seluruh komponen masyarakat dalam mencegah konflik sosial di wilayah Kodim 0707/Wonosobo bertempat di Aula Makodim. (7/3/2023)

Dandim 0707/Wonosobo Letkol Inf Rahmat, dalam sambutan menyampaikan kehadiran para tokoh masyarakat dari berbagai element menunjukkan akan kecintaan kepada Wonosobo agar selalu kondusif dan nyaman.

“Kegiatan ini adalah bentuk silaturahmi dari komponen masyarakat dan aparat TNI agar terjalin selalu hubungan bermasyarakat selalu kondusif di wilayah Kabupaten Wonosobo ini. Sebab untuk menjaga hal tersebut tidaklah mudah. Harus didukung oleh semua komponen khususnya para tokoh masyarakat yang mempunyai pendukung. Mengingat Wonosobo khususnya sangatlah kompleks mulai dari agama, aliran kepercayaan dan sebagainya. itu semua bisa menjadi perekat juga bisa menjadi pemecah persatuan dan kesatuan masyarakat” kata Letkol Inf Rahmat.

Brigjen TNI Antonio Da Silva dalam arahannya bahwa Mabesad TNI mempunyai program menjaga keutuhan NKRI. Dalam menjaga tersebut yang paling penting adalah membina persatuan dan kesatuan sesama anak bangsa. Dan itu harus dilakukan secara terus menerus, oleh semua komponen bangsa, dengan berbagai macam cara salah satunya kegiatan Binkom (pembinaan Komunikasi), agar semua komponen masyarakat bisa dan mampu bersama-sama menjaga National Security maupun Internasional security.

“Perkembangan situasi global tentang krisis karena efek dari inflasi Rusia ke Ukraina, di beberapa negara tetangga terjadi perang saudara, kudeta perebutan batas wilayah sehingga menyebabkan negara tidak kondusif. Untuk kita harus bangga dengan NKRI karena di negara kita ini negara yang damai dan aman.” Kata Brigjen TNI Antonio Da Silva.

Walaupun Indonesia aman akan tetapi saat ini wilayah kita banyak yang mengincarnya hal ini disebabkan sumber daya alam Indonesia sangatlah melimpah, sehingga mereka berusaha untuk menguasainya. Untuk itu mulai dari wilayah sekeliling kita, dijaga. Apalagi Wonosobo mempunyai potensi alam yang luar biasa. Melalui komunikasi antar elemen yang baik permasalahan konflik tidak akan terjadi, ujarnya.

Agus Kristiyono dalam pengarahannya Indonesia memiliki potensi konflik yang cukup tinggi, hal ini disebabkan karena jumlah penduduk sangatlah banyak, agama yang berbeda – beda. Suku budaya beraneka ragam, pendidikan yang belum merata dan masih banyak lagi permasalahan yang ada. Indonesia memiliki Pancasila, Bhineka Tunggal Ika, selama itu masih dipegang teguh seluruh masyarakat maka persatuan dan kesatuan bangsa Indonesia akan terjaga.

[cartoonfangirl1218]

Anyway, someone mentioned that there should be more shuriki fics, which I totally agree but with a 41 year rule, its so vast, I could never do it myself. As it is I haven’t even made a post of hcs.

But I just realized I have inadvertently when writing hcs for the other characters of how Shuriki’s rule affected them, the class system, the rebellions etc.

So click on the links if you’d like (warning, these were done during season 2 in 2018 so some things may have been disproven since then)

Marlena https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/178709688357/marlena-headcanons

Guzmans https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/178770686387/julio-and-carman-guzman-headcanons

Rafa de Alva https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/179696097777/rafa-de-alva-headcanons

Nuñez https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/180115475402/nuñez-headcanons

Armando https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/178824174422/armando-headcanons

Prof. Mendoza https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/178739518237/professor-mendoza-hcs

Doña Paloma https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/178770269672/doña-paloma-headcanons Agamas https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/615772824298274816/antonio-and-pablo-agama-headcanons

And these are not related to the Shuriki years but show before Shuriki in the case of King Raul, after Shuriki with Olivia and comparison to Cordóba

Olivia https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/180151003922/olivia-headcanons

King Juan Ramon https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/180047784072/juan-ramon-and-ramon-family-headcanons

King Raul https://cartoonfangirl1218.tumblr.com/post/178927666812/king-raul-headcanons

[ameliathefatcat]

More sibling edits

[butterflym089]

Elena of Avalor -  That's What Sisters Do (Polish song) 

S03E10 -  The Family Treasure

[crisp-sweet-pink-lady]

I’m rewatching Masks of Magic, and I had completely forgotten that Antonio Agama having a brother was revealed all the way back in season one:

Since their relation isn’t actually mentioned, I don’t think I picked up on it back then, despite The Gecko’s Tale and this ep airing about a month and a half apart.  Which makes me wonder if The Family Treasure was originally going to be a season two episode, and it just got pushed back to season three.  Otherwise, why would they have bothered making this one-scene character be related to the most famous explorer in Avalor?

[ograndebatata]

EoA Ship Appreciation Week 2020 - Day One - New Beginnings  Enemies/Rivals

Note: So...I get it I likely am stretching it more than a bit with this kind of story, as we have absolutely no idea of whether these characters are rivals, much less of whether they even know the other exists. 

But this ship just came to me one day, and I sailed away on it before I knew what had happened. And given what we know of their characters, I think it would make sense for them to have started out like rivals, before turning into something better, so to speak. 

I hope you like my take on this.

Note #2: The full name I gave Professor Mendoza is not canon in any way. It’s something I came up with. I felt and feel it makes sense, but it’s not in any way official. Just thought I’d say it. 

Now, without further ado, check on below for the actual fic.

Sparks Under Stars

“And so, according to the legend, the Creators rewarded the jaquins for the role they played in that battle by giving them a picture in the sky, so their bravery and loyalty would be remembered for all eternity,” Professor Sabina Campana Mendoza finished, her brown eyes locked on the familiar constellation whose story was one of her favorites.

If she looked hard enough, it almost seemed she could see the creature taking form around the stars that were its central structure, turning to smile at her before flying away to halt the plots of evildoers, like she had often seen real jaquins doing over the course of her life.

Of course, it did not happen, but all the same, those stars seemed to carry a special glow about them, one no other constellation could match. Just looking at it, she could understand why the Maruvians had made this out to be a special constellation.

"Wow," a familiar raspy voice breathed from her side, a soft rush of hot air caressing her hair.

Drawn away from her musings, Sabina looked at the sound, right into the eyes of the man who had once been the greatest pain in her neck, but was now something much more wonderful.

"That was a beautiful story," Antonio Agama added as the stared into her eyes, his own green ones glowing softly in the light of the campfire they were lying by as they huddled half-dressed under a blanket. “Thank you for telling it to me.”

Taken aback by both his voice and gaze, Sabina could only blink. Both things told her that he meant what he said, and yet the feeling somehow seemed out of place on him. Yes, she had told this story many times before, and while she had yet to receive truly nasty feedback - discounting people who were plain rude or deliberately trying to start trouble - this kind of delighted reaction seemed out of place on an adult man.

Unsure of what else to do, Sabina reached up and bopped Antonio's nose.

"Don't you think we're past the stage where you need to butter me up?"

For some reason, his smile briefly dimmed at her words, as if he was actually hurt that she was genuinely accusing him of something.

"I meant it," he stated, sounding just as sincere as before. "It was a beautiful story, even if it had its sad parts. I'm glad to have learned it."

Despite herself, Sabina had to make a noticeable effort not to scrunch up her face in puzzlement. As honest as his words still sounded, what they were implying seemed just a bit too… unexpected, for lack of a better term.

“You mean… You'd never heard it before?” she managed to whisper.

Antonio nodded, again conveying full sincerity in his face. The slightest of gasps flew past her lips from the small gesture, though it conveyed only a tiny part of the amazement that she felt at this reveal. Him saying he’d never heard this story was almost as shocking as if he’d told her he had never learned to read. Which she knew some people didn’t in certain parts of the world, but not in Avalor. Despite all the damage Shuriki’s rule had done to them as a culture, everyone still learned to read as far as she knew.

But then again, she also thought everyone knew this story, and Antonio had just told her he didn’t.  

“But it’s the kind of thing taught at school from an early age, even in remote villages that only have basic schooling.” Sabina at last managed to say. “I know children usually get told a tamer version first, but still...”

Antonio’s face darkened, the flames in the campfire suddenly shifting as a stick popped open on it, the snapping sound giving the illusion that something was breaking inside it by him admitting that.

“I didn’t really go to school,” he graveled out. “All the school-stuff I learned was from my mother, and she was too busy working to teach me a lot. Most of what I know, I taught myself.” 

Sabina reached up and rested a hand on his upper arm, feeling her sympathy going out to him. Antonio had never told her much about his childhood, but she knew it hadn’t exactly been happier. Or at any rate, that it had been even less happy than the childhood of the average person unlucky enough to grow up during Shuriki’s rule. 

After a few seconds of her resting her hand on his arm, he smiled and put a finger under her chin, the light back in his eyes. 

"Which is why I'm glad to learn from you," he added.

Sabina returned the smile, feeling a weight she had only noticed now lifting from her chest. One thing she liked about him - at least ever since they had actually straightened things out between them - was that he admitted when he knew less than her, and that he was willing to learn. All too often, men she met assumed that she knew less just because she was a woman, and when she proved otherwise they only scowled and huffed off in annoyance. Antonio never had, even when the two of them were at odds. And now that they were on better terms, he was actually eager to learn from her, which suited her just fine, because she was always eager to share her knowledge.

“Well, they do say we’re always on time to learn,” Sabina teased as she reached up and curled a strand of Antonio’s hair around her finger.

For some reason, though, Antonio scowled again at her words, as if they reminded him of something unpleasant.

“Tell that to my brother," he grumbled. 

Sabina pulled back her hand. 

"I thought you and Pablo had mended your relationship by now?"

Antonio’s scowl faded a bit. 

"For the most part, we did. But he still hasn't let into his thick head that he needs to make a different living."  

“Well, some of us need more time to learn than others,” Sabina teased, a smirk on her lips. "I mean, how long did you take to care about more than the money you can get for ancient artifacts?"

Antonio’s scowl deepened again, a long breath rumbling from him. 

"I thought we were past this," he ground out. "I only ever claimed finders' fees for the things I found, and only when they were affordable, and I always returned things to their rightful owners."

“I know,” Sabina said, her voice calmer and gentler now. “And I understand why you did it now,” she added, remembering when he told her how he had grown obsessed with the rewards of adventure, and how it tied to his childhood troubles, and how despite everything he had always strived to keep a certain code by not simply selling objects in the black market and making sure to find out who the rightful owners were. “But how long did it take you to learn to care about more than that when it comes to things you find? To realize how important they truly are to help the world learn about its past?"

He let out another long breath at her questions. His eyes clouded over as he pondered her question, the faint popping of the firewood and the chirps and calls of the night animals filling the silence as he thought.

"A lot," he eventually managed.

"And yet you got there," Sabina insisted. 

Antonio’s thoughtful look remained the same. 

"All I mean is, as long as there’s life there’s hope,” she added. Memories of a time when she had forced herself to believe the very same thing crashed over her, sending a shiver through her being and almost making her grimace from the memory. “Trust me, I’d know,” she added, her voice a hushed whisper.

Though the fire was in no danger of going out, chills kept rippling through her, fueled by the memories of those 41 years of terror. They might be behind her, and the memories might be kept away most of the time, but sometimes they still invaded her.

A warm calloused band set on her face, Antonio drawing her away from her thoughts again, this time by rubbing a thumb over her cheek bone.

“I suppose that’s true,” he conceded, now  with a deliberately teasing voice of his own. “After all, we did learn to get along. And how unlikely does that sound in comparison?" 

A barked laugh flew from her at the analogy, all the more genuine because of how true it was. A year ago, if she had been told that she and Antonio Agama would become as close as they were, she would have guessed that the person had either escaped from an asylum or drank too much pisco. Yes, there had been a certain chemistry between them for years, but both had refused to act out on it, held back by the rivalry that fueled them when it came to their discoveries. And if they had never needed each other to escape five target-seeking javelins, an anaconda, four crocodiles, seven caimans, and three jaguars, they probably still wouldn't have stopped being stubborn, nor would they have admitted that they worked better as a team than as rivals.

"It does sound much more unlikely," Sabina at last replied. "Especially after all the repeat attempts that were needed." She tapped her chin in mock-thought, deliberately rolling her eyes. “How many clashes over ancient artifacts did that take exactly?”

“Fourteen,” Antonio replied with a smirk. “I kept tabs.”

Sabina mock-rolled her eyes again. “And don’t I know it…”

"Don't talk like you weren't doing it," he mock-scolded as he took his hand from his face and playfully swiped at her nose with his finger. 

Sabina snorted at the remark, rubbing her nose to clear the tickling. She could certainly say that, but that lie would be dirtier than she and Antonio had been after they got through all those spots of trouble. As much as she had fumed when Antonio held his victories over her, she had never hesitated in holding hers over him either.

“Look on the bright side,” he added as he drew her closer to him. “At least we know we won’t be fighting for this one.”

Despite her muttered laugh at his poor joke, Sabina snuggled into his chest, listening to his heart beating in her ear.

“Well, this is much better than fighting...” she murmured, resting her hand on his ribs.

She felt him shifting as he smiled at her words, and then felt his fingers running through her hair, more gently than she would have once thought him possible, his voice just as gentle as he replied.

“Yes. It is.”

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Brown Eyes edits, part 1: Doña Paloma, King Joaquin, Princess Cat, Luisa, and Antonio Agama

I mentioned a while back that I wished more EOA characters had brown eyes, so I made some edits to see what they’d look like. My personal favorite in this set is Doña Paloma, what do you all think?

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For character ask game: Gabe-1,2,14,18,20

1. Why do you like or dislike this character?

Aaah it's so difficult to put it into words. I generally really like characters who are "normal" and achieve everything because of their dreams, motivation and hard work and Gabe is literally "just some guy", he's our best look into Shuriki era Avalor and literally, his whole story and character development could have not happened if not for one decision made not even by him, that we didn't even see in the show (him being made Elena's guard) and then if he didn't PUT HIS WHOLE HEART INTO IT!!!

And it's just that, I love how he changed throughout the show, how we see more sides of him and outside of that first promotion, everything that happens to him he has to work for (and tbf he probably had to do something meaningful to become Elena's guard too). He has big ambitions and a big heart which is literally the best combination.

2. Favorite canon thing about this character?

Hmm maybe how he never gives up? He might not believe in himself, he might be beaten or humiliated, it might seem hopeless, but he'll always stand up and fight for what he believes in.

And my second favourite thing is definitely how much he loves his friends and family <3

14. Assign a fashion aesthetic to this character.

Guard uniforms

Zbbdhzhs okay no, I have this one half-serious headcanon that Gabe is actually very knowledgeable in fashion, he just always wears the uniform because it's just the most comfortable given that he's almost always on duty when we see him. And it would probably be easier if I knew anything about fashion

But okay I tried putting together a little visualization!

So I definitely think that Gabe's personal style is definitely very simple and as much as he cares about looking well put together, he doesn't care all that much about what he wears, so what he has in To Queen or not to Queen I think is actually pretty realistic. But if I was to design him a casual outfit I'd say that he takes a lot of inspiration from Antonio Agama, since he's such a great fan of his, so he definitely goes for the "adventurer" vibes. So high boots with tucked in pants, a simple shirt with rolled up sleeves, except I'd give him a neckline more similar to Naomi's and an ascot, like Mateo's except maybe tied more loosely (he bonds with Mateo by going ascot shopping together.) As for colors I'd put him in warm, earthy tones - browns, beige, red, maybe some khaki, and navy for more elegant occasions (yes, because of his uniform)

And I know that's not what the question was about but I also started thinking about his style in the sense of modern fashion.

I think he'd still dress in a kind of military-but-casual style, he wants his clothes to be practical first and foremost. I allowed myself to give him a bit more accessories, since again, he's not flashy but a watch is just a useful thing to have. The paracord bracelet I imagine was a gift from some friend who thought that he should accessorize more XD and he wears it because hey, you never know when you might need a piece of rope. Also Gabe strikes me as the type to always be warm, so it's t-shirts for him for the majority of the year, but he'd look great in a biker jacket, you can't convince me otherwise. (Bonus not included: given how big of a fan of Antonio Agama, he definitely owned an Indiana Jones type of hat at some point and thought it made him look so cool. He still wears it sometimes when he's out of town with his closest friends and it kind of grew into an iconic part of his wardrobe between them.)

18. How about a relationship they have in canon with another character that you admire?

His friendship with Elena! Cause really, it's so diverse, since it's so full of contradictions and they're basically opposites in many aspects, but through all of this they just care for each other so much and it's just- A

20. Which other character is the ideal best friend for this character, the amount of screentime they share doesn't matter?

Ricoooooo

I'll be sharing my "Gabe and Rico are friends" propaganda until the day I die, I fully believe they are friends and in fact have been almost since the beginning of Gabe's time in the guard (okay, so maybe they weren't that close pre The Curse of El Guapo, but I still think they were at least work friends and definitely became closer with time, you can pry their friendship from my cold dead fingers)

Thank you so much for sending this ask!! As you know, I love talking about Gabe zbsggs

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Day 2 - Night on the Town (Eleteo , Gabaomi – Save The Last Dance For Me)

This one was a last-minute idea when I heard the song in this beautiful video by @WolfSpirit79  (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4fLmF...).

 Elena might be away on queenly duties and Naomi on her self-discovery journey, and they both love to party. But they always know who their hearts come home to after a fun night on the town. 😊

Thank you to @ModBecky for suggesting Marzel and Antonio Agama for Elena’s male companions!

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Muhammad Syafi'i Antonio menjadi Guru Besar Ekonomi Syariah

Muhammad Syafi’i Antonio menjadi Guru Besar Ekonomi Syariah

Bogor – Prof.Dr.M. Syafi’i Antonio,M.Ec ditetapkan menjadi Guru Besar Bidang Ilmu Ekonomi Islam Institut Agama Islam (IAI) Tazkia, pada 12 Januari 2023. Siaran pers Humas Tazkia yang diterima kantor pusat Serikat Media Siber Indonesia (SMSI), Jumat (13/1/2023) menyebutkan, berbagai ucapan selamat bersemai di berbagai media sosial civitas akademika IAI Tazkia. Hingar bingar tersebut dikarenakan…

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Antara Kekuasaan dan Kebebasan: Demokrasi Menghadapi Pluralisme dan Tirani Sosial

Hegemoni dan budaya yang Antonio Gramsci teorikan tidak hanya dapat mengubah tatanan politik pemerintahan, tapi juga tatanan sosial di masyarakat. Bagaimana jika kita membawa pemikirannya lebih jauh, tidak hanya mengenai perjuangan kelas, tetapi perjuangan terhadap toleransi yang kadang supremasinya dipegang oleh golongan-golongan tertentu. Noam Chomsky mengkritik pemerintahan Modi dengan menyebutnya "gejala fasisme tanpa ideologi fasis" yang dilansir The Telegraph dengan judul "Government Destroying Secular Democracy: Noam Chomsky" yang ditulis oleh Joyjit Ghosh, maka kita mendapatkan contoh kasus yang sekiranya akan penulis komparasikan dengan artikel Hadas Thier yang berjudul "We Need Solidarity, Not White Guilt, to Fight Racism" yang dilansir Jacobin Magazine.

Perlawanan Terhadap Intoleransi dan Perjuangan Kelas:

Sejarah manusia mencatat banyaknya perjuangan kelas yang timbul dan tenggelam bersama arus waktu. Revolusi-revolusi berkobar, ideologinya tersebar luas. Marxisme Antonio Gramsci jelas lebih terlihat lunak terhadap revolusi, tetapi menggoyahkan hierarki yang ada dengan cara yang perlahan namun pasti. Kekuasaan entah yang didasari kapitalisme maupun feodalisme, sama-sama memiliki masalah terhadap suatu golongan tertentu. Ada sekelompok orang yang memperjuangkan sesuatu karena adanya penindasan kepada sesuatu pula, kita melihatnya sebagai perjuangan kelas dan perjuangan suatu kelompok entah agama, ras, suku, atau ideologi politik.

Perjuangan kelas berusaha menjungkirbalikkan hierarki yang ada, hegemoni yang selama ini mengekang mereka di dalam suatu kekuasaan para pemilik modal. Kaum proletar adalah kaum mayoritas yang justru dikendalikan oleh minoritas yang berada di puncak. Tetapi berbeda dengan kasus intoleransi terhadap suatu perbedaan yang membuat mayoritas memiliki kekuasaan terhadap minoritas. Keduanya berbeda, tapi bisa memiliki kasus yang mirip.

Pemerintahan Modi yang fanatik Hindu didukung oleh mayoritas penduduknya yang beragama sama, perlawanan terhadapnya jelas adalah perlawanan terhadap mayoritas di masyarakat. Butuh kekuatan yang lebih untuk melawan penguasa dan masyarakat di saat yang sama. Begitu pula kasus rasisme yang tidak kunjung hilang entah di belahan bumi manapun, tetap bertahan terlebih karena masyarakatnya sering menjaga nilai-nilai tersebut, dan aparat maupun pemerintahannya juga masih ada yang menganutnya. Apa yang terjadi bukan lagi menjadi konflik vertikal, tetapi juga membawa konflik horizontal.

Antonio Gramsci, seorang intelektual Marxis Italia, meneorikan bahwa kekuasaan yang dipegang kelompok tertentu adalah hasil hegemoni yang diajarkan. Kita (kaum proletar) berpikir harus tunduk pada penguasa karena kita pikir mereka menguasai kita. Maka perjuangan kelas membangun kesadaran melawan gagasan bahwa kita selalu ditindas karena kita berpikir kita memang akan ditindas, seharusnya paradigmanya berubah menjadi pertanyaan mengapa kita harus ditindas padahal kita yang menjadi kelas paling keras untuk bekerja?

Kesadaran bahwa kaum proletar adalah mayoritas yang tengah dikuasai akan membangun pemikiran bahwa seharusnya mereka tidak dikendalikan oleh minoritas yang biasa mengeksploitasi mereka. Seharusnya mereka berhak untuk menuntut segala yang direbut dari mereka. Gramsci tidak asal berusaha menciptakan revolusi politik, ia mengkukuhkan hegemoni terlebih dahulu. Kaum kapitalis tetap berada dipuncak hierarki karena memang mereka berdiri didukung oleh pemikiran kaum proletar sendiri, kaum yang merasa bahwa memang mereka ditakdirkan untuk merasa sedemikian tertindas karena posisi mereka mengatakan demikian. Ketika pemikiran tersebut sudah hilang, kaum kapitalis tidak memiliki apa-apa lagi, mereka kehilangan buruh-buruh mereka, mereka kehilangan dukungan, karena hegemoni telah berpindah kepada kaum proletar yang kian gencar untuk menyebarkan pahamnya.

Gramsci yakin bahwa upaya yang dilakukan dengan membangun hegemoni yang baru dapat lebih efektif. Ia tidak terburu-buru untuk revolusi, perang posisi lebih baik dari perang fisik, ketika kaum proletar berada di posisi yang baik dan tepat, perang fisik pun akan mereka menangkan. Posisi inilah yang hegemoninya diperebutkan. Revolusi Gramsci adalah revolusi sosial.

Revolusi sosial yang sama bisa digerakkan juga untuk rasisme dan masalah horizontal yang lain. Dibutuhkan solidaritas terlebih dahulu untuk menyelesaikannya. Penguasa yang intoleran tidak boleh didukung oleh masyarakat yang intoleran juga, ada hegemoni yang mesti diperjuangkan, yaitu toleransi. Ketika toleransi sudah menguasai setiap bagian masyarakat, maka penguasa yang intoleran tidak akan meraih dukungan. Gerakan tersebut bisa berjalan bahkan tanpa melihat kelas-kelas yang ada, ketika orang-orang bergerak meruntuhkan pemerintahan yang konservatif, tanpa membawa nama ideologi tertentu.

Tapi untuk kasus ini, kita akan beralih kepada teori yang ditulis J.S. Mill di dalam On Liberty, yaitu Tirani Sosial.

Pendahuluan On Liberty yang Membahas Campur Tangan Suatu Pihak:

Pemerintah dan tirani masyarakat adalah dua pihak yang bisa mencampuri urusan seorang individu. Jika pemerintah sudah terdengar biasa di dalam sejarah manusia bahwa mereka sering menjadi lawan dari masyarakat, maka ketika demokrasi telah tercipta, masyarakat bisa memilih wakilnya sendiri untuk memerintah mereka, penguasa pun bukan lagi hal yang identik sebagai lawan masyarakat. Ketika penguasa diangkat oleh masyarakat sendiri, maka akan muncul golongan mayoritas di dalamnya.

Ada golongan mayoritas di masyarakat yang bisa menekan minoritas terhadap nilai-nilai yang mereka pegang. Situasi seperti ini menunjukkan bahwa tiap individu harus dilindungi bukan hanya oleh penguasa, tetapi juga dari masyarakat. Lembaga-lembaga yang melindunginya harus ada. Hal ini yang seringkali luput dari perhatian kita, dan kita dapat melihat banyak pelanggaran terhadap diri seseorang di berbagai tempat, seakan-akan mayoritas tidak akan pernah salah, bahwa yang jahat hanya bisa penguasa. Yang kita lihat nanti adalah terbentuknya tirani sosial.

Mayoritas yang nantinya juga menjadi perwakilan di dalam pemerintah membuat keadaan semakin memburuk. Penindasan yang dilakukan pemerintah bersama aparat bisa dibenarkan oleh mayoritas di masyarakat ini, dan minoritas kehilangan hak kebebasannya. Kita melihat suatu bencana dalam demokrasi pada situasi tersebut, ketika demokrasi mesti berhadapan dengan pluralisme dan masalah besar intoleransi. Kekuasaan bukan lagi menjadi upaya menyejahterakan, tetapi menjadi tempat perebutan kepentingan.

Tulisan Hadas Thier mengindikasikan hal ini, bahwa tetap banyak orang yang bersikap intoleran yang menyebabkan rasisme bisa terjadi. Ketika akarnya di masyarakat telah hilang dengan solidaritas, maka keadilan rasial bisa tercipta,

"But if the struggle for racial justice is going to avoid being isolated and quelled, multiracial solidarity is essential. The movement will need a base that is wide enough and deep enough to force concessions from an entrenched power structure that benefits from the status quo."

Pendapat Noam Chomsky dan tulisan Hadas Thier sama-sama menunjukkan dukungan kepada bentuk protes terhadap pemerintah negara yang mereka maksud masing-masing. Chomsky dengan dukungannya terhadap protes atas demokrasi sekuler yang dilanggar di India, dan Thier dengan gerakan Black Lives Matter di Amerika Serikat. Tetapi yang jelas, isu pada keduanya mencederai demokrasi.

Penerapan hukum yang semerta-merta pun malah menjadi-jadi. Kebebasan individu diganggu masyarakat yang menjadi tirani, situasi ketika perbedaan adalah suatu hal yang dipermasalahkan dan mesti diganjar hukuman seandainya ditentang. Padahal, kebebasan individu harus diperjuangkan untuk hal-hal yang tidak merugikan orang lain baik langsung maupun tidak langsung.

Kebebasan dalam Berpendapat adalah Tonggak

Dibutuhkan masyarakat dan penguasa yang terbuka dengan diskusi untuk mempermudah jalan menuju toleransi yang menyeluruh. Hal ini menyangkut kekurangan manusia dalam berpendapat dan berargumen yang menyebabkan kebenarannya tidak dapat mutlak. Pihak-pihak yang merasa tidak-dapat-sesat ini yang menyebabkan banyaknya penindasan pada kelompok-kelompok tertentu yang pendapatnya berlainan.

Menurut J.S. Mill, suatu pendapat bisa saja benar tapi bukan kebenaran seluruhnya. Kebenaran adalah potongan-potongan yang tiap potongan bisa ada di pendapat lain, dan menganggap pendapat sendiri adalah kebenaran seutuhnya adalah kesalahan besar. Inilah yang membuat setiap pendapat haruslah menghadapi pendapat lawannya, suatu upaya agar menemukan jalan yang paling benar.

Suatu pendapat atau argumen harus diuji oleh argumen lain untuk menunjukkan dan mempertahankan kebenarannya. Ketika hal ini tidak diterapkan, maka akan terjadi pembuatan hukum yang melanggar kebebasan individu dan mendukung cacat sosial (social stigma). Situasi ketika pendapat yang lazim diterima oleh banyak orang dipaksakan secara legal untuk dianut kepada orang lain yang berbeda pendapat di dalam masyarakat itu.

Pemaksaan terhadap kebebasan individu ini menyebabkan kemajuan menjadi tersendat. Demokrasi menjadi tidak berkembang. Yang semestinya perbedaan adalah kebutuhan yang dimiliki suatu peradaban agar tetap berusaha mencari jalan yang paling benar, malah disalahartikan dengan berusaha menghilangkannya untuk mengupayakan kestabilan.

Lantas bagaimana cara menerapkannya kepada masyarakat? Di sinilah pendapat Gramsci mendapatkan tempat sebagai jalan untuk mencapai perubahan. Masyarakat dan penguasa memiliki filsafatnya sendiri, atau semacam kerangka berpikir. Filsafat masyarakat memberikan potensialitas pada realita yang bisa diciptakan melalui kehendak. Maka upaya menyebarkan toleransi terhadap setiap individu yang berbeda agama, suku, ras, dan diferensiasi sosial lainnya lewat diskusi dapat memenangkan kaum minoritas dalam "perang posisi", menciptakan solidaritas melewati batas-batas perbedaan melawan intoleransi.

Pada akhirnya, demokrasi yang dipikir dapat menyelesaikan masalah hak-hak warga negara, dalam bentuk implementasinya mendapat banyak pelanggaran juga terhadap warga negaranya sendiri tanpa disebut sebagai tindakan melanggar kebebasan individu. Selama ada upaya untuk menyadarkan akan kebebasan individu, maka hal itu harus diperjuangkan.

Karena menurut Machiavelli, "Jika pemimpin dan rakyat sudah sama-sama korup, maka teramat sulit, kalau bukan mustahil, bagi masyarakat itu untuk hidup merdeka."

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28 Juni 2020

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Antonio and Pablo Agama headcanons

Leoncio Renato Braganza-Olmos was a dashing cavalry officer, just recently promoted when he met Altagracia Luna Quelempan-Agama,a healer working in the army camp. It was during an army dance, this being the years before Shuriki, and the camp was celebrating its recent victory. Like a classic fairytale, their eyes met across the room. He introduced himself and bowed, they danced, and fell head over heels for each other. Their backgrounds were quite different with Leoncio coming from a long line of esteemed army men much like the Villalobos of Avalor City. In fact, the Villalobos family was one of their greatest rivals for the Olmos family wanted to move out of serving the borders of far away villages and achieve glory in war on foreign land or against dangerous malvagos that seemed to attack the city.

Altagracia was a mestiza, a mixed race girl of indeginous tribes that prided themselves from descending from the great Maruvians and of the more pure blood Spanish descent. Altargracia was very much inspired by her indigenous side, working hard with others to keep their culture and knowledge of medicines and textiles alive. Though, there was not much discrimination for her mixed blood, as many actually wanted to learn the secrets of ancient Maru, people still sometimes taunted them for their superstitions and outdated ideas. Both their families cautioned them from getting married, fearing that their backgrounds would be too different.

However, the couple did not care. Their backgrounds meant little compared to their love for one another. She wanted to support him in his army battles and patch him up in the privacy of their own home and Leoncio adored his at turns intelligent and fierce wife who may not be able to hold a spear but could verbally spar with the best of his fellow soldiers.

Though the life of following army camp after army camp was tiring, they leaned on each other and were thanful to have the other by their side. Eventually came the day when Leoncio got a sword through his thigh. It broke stright through the bone and sidelined him for nearly a year. He eventually healed despite fears that he’d have to be amputed, but he would live with a permenant limp and had to retire from his life of sword. It happened to be excellent timing for Altagracia was pregnant with their first child.

They settled into Altagracia’s home village where Leoncio was aimlessly lost at first, unsure that he had any skills for citizen work but with Altagracia’s guidence and help, he found his way to work as a part-time picker on pepper plantations while Altagracia continued to work and sell her weaving wares and herbal medicines.

Their first son, Antonio Lautaro Agama-Olmos was born at dawn, a loud and robust baby. A direct contrast to their second son, Pablo Sergio Agama-Olmos who was born at midnight, similarly loud but skinnier.

The family was small but happy. Leoncio being a particularly proud father, trying to teach his sons fighting tricks and boast of his great victories. However, one day, Leoncio left without a trace. Perhaps he left because life in a small village bored him, maybe he had found another woman, or maybe he wished to start over fresh in Avalor City without the burden of caring for a family or the hauntings of his former officer glory. It could have been any one of these reasons but no one would ever know for he left no note.

Altagracia received no sympathy from her family who had warned her that a wealthy man like he might get bored with her, warnings she blithely ignored. She had more help from the Olmos’ who pitied her and felt similarly abandoned for Leoncio sent no word either to them. Besides it went against their honor to abandon someone who was part of their family. They sent Altagracia an “allowance” of sorts monthly and Leoncio’s younger brother, Fernando even offered to marry her to make up for his brother’s grievous actions and give the boys a father. Altagracia politely refused, her pain was too strong and she  wished never to see any of her husband’s kin ever again.

Altagracia reluctantly accepted the money as she needed it for her sons, and packed up, took up her old name, and moved to the village over the plateau. (I imagine it to be very similar to Curicó in Chile. You know, mountains on either side, a central fertile valley for agriculture, humid and wet). She couldn’t stand the humiliation of everyone knowing her husband left her and wanted to start fresh even though the rumors and pitying stares still plagued her when she moved to the new village near Mesa Roja. Words traveled fast.

Despite the money sent to her, she couldn’t buy a house with enough space for all her weaving so she couldn’t open her own weaving shop. But Altagracia was determined to make do and used the stables that adjoined her home to house her looms and set to work by herself to create the most elaborate, quality ponchos, clothes and other items till she became the known as “la mujer de la telar.” The money the Olmos did sent them was set aside for special nonessential things like archery sets or a professional portrait since Altagracia decided any essential items like food or clothing, she would pay with her own work. Those luxeries Pablo proudly boasted about since it set them apart from their little less-off farming neighbors, and he’d often sell these goods for a price. That is until Altagracia found out and threatened to stop buying him things if he wasn’t going to use it himself.  

Antonio had been 7 at the time, Pablo only 6, and if that one devastating event wasn’t enough. That was the same year that Shuriki came to power. Music and the old festivals were banned. Altagracia was one of the few people who was happy with this new arrangement since she’d much rather not be reminded of dances or anything happy like that. The boys however, were sorely disappointed by the thought of no more spring harvesting festivals with the children’s races or the games and such. And the addition of Shuriki’s guards patrolling the perimeters to quell any underground rebellions was an unnerving new normal to add to their lives.

Though the boys were too young to truly understand the full context of what was going on, they came today follow their mother’s mantra of “make do with what they have” and made their own fun without the festivals like marbles or pretending their were great trapeze artists like the traveling circus they saw or exploring their new home and the surrounding wild. Antonio’s particularly favorite game was pretending to find lost treasure which influenced his later career.

By the time Antonio was a teenager, he came to think of himself as the new man of the house. He saw how Leoncio’s departure affected their mother. She threw herself into her work, and doted on them more than ever. But she was so distrustful of others especially the rich who she now thought saw people like her as playthings or beneath them. He heard the rumors and taunts of other kids that “they” were the reason their dad ran away. And he vowed that he’d bring fortune to the Agamas name. They’d be known for something else than their disappeared dad.

The one obstacle to his big plan was his own brother. It seemed Pablo had inherited their father’s propensity for wanting glory and their mother’s sly tongue. He fancied himself as a poor man’s merchant (more accurately a con man) and had been cheating people out of their money with goods that he overhyped or stole from people for them to buy it back at exorbitant prices. Antonio often chewed him out for these things especially since it could reflect badly on their whole family but Pablo defended that they wouldn’t want their dear Mama to worry more than she had to, beside he was doing his part as a dutiful son to give her money any way he can. Even though he made plenty of enemies that way. Their neighbors, the Palomas, especially. 

Their mother did notice the tension between both boys and often had to drop subtle reminders and wise proverbs like “Family isn't an important thing. It's everything,” or “The important thing in a family is not being together but being united.”

But they both possessed the same stubborness and their differences grew anyway. Antonio was a studious student, paying attention in class while Pablo often skipped because he felt there was no point. Most people didn’t use the lessons on geometry or English in their daily lives, they learned their family trade and that was that. He much preferred to wager and make bets with the boys and flirt. Antonio had also entertained thoughts of marrying girls he had crushes on but he knew that would doom his dream. Once he got married, he’d have to stay settled down and he didn’t want that so he staye dcelibate though many women, allured by his muscular build, did try to tempt him much to Pablo’s disgust (Poor Pablo, he wanted to be tempted. That's all he wanted!). But Antonio was different. Their teacher, Professora Risquez thought Antonio had potential, he had a passion for history and the stories of treasure hunters so she told him about the field of archeology. It sounded like a dream to him! Being able to find lost civilizations that told them of where they came from and what they did just like the ancient Maruvians.

He couldn’t get the kind of education at home. Not there where the highest level was 12th grade. Professora Risquez offered to sponsor him to go to the University of Avalor. He would live with her parents in their house in the city and he could pursue a degree in archaeological studies. It was a perfect plan and Altagracia was thrilled for her son, and Antonio was similarly thrilled. He was getting one step closer to his dream of bringing fame to the Agama name.

The only one who was less enthusiastic was Pablo who thought Antonio was acting stuck up and superior to him which he kind of was. This led to their first major fight, leading them to never speak to each other for the next twenty eight years.

Antonio hunkered down on his studies, but it had been quite a shock when he first arrived in the city. They had so many more modern convencies like carriages instead of carts and shops for everything and the port brought all sorts of peoples and stories of distant lands that he could never imagine. He even saw a professional circus that put the traveling circus he saw in his childhood to shame.

 Then there was the actual university, the small school with its few teachers and lackluster substance had not prepared him for rigerous testing and academic tone of the unversity. But Professora Risquez’s parents had been former professors themselves and helped him with his study habits and time management. As for the kids, some were nice, some were snobs, a regular crowd of all kinds of people. Though sometimes those classist snobs sniffed at his “village peasant” accent and how fast he talked (Chilean spanish accents is known for being the fastest-spoken) so he learned to modify his fast to his slower, guttural sound. 

It got stressful at times but the one thing that kept him going was the passion for archeology itself. Each book he read, he yearned to know more, to learn more, to go out and explore and find the routes himself which he did every summer, even managing to secure his first glimpse of fame when he found the Heiroglyphic Staircase of Maru.

Pablo stayed at home, helping his mom with selling her wares and occasionally take odd jobs about town. Eventually, he got bored with the poor provincial village and decided to set out for his own. Altagracia gave her blessings since she had enough money to get by on her own with her work and the allowance from the Olmos. Besides she felt that maybe it would encourage Pablo to grow up a little especially now that he was out of Antonio’s shadow. He offered his services as a salesman to various small businesses but often quit when he felt ready to wander again or because he wanted a larger cut than his employers were willing to give him. He also decided to do his own version of treasure hunting and find items from the trash or wild or sometimes laying around someone’s backyard and sell them, often adding they belonged to some famous royal or legend or had magic properties. Then splitting town before his angry customors found out they were tricked.

Meanwhile, as Pablo scraped by, Antonio was sending money and letters to their mother with each new discovery he found. He had gotten his biggest dream as a result with the fame and universities begging him to come vist and give lectures. He did so especially if Professora Risquez asked, but he found the fame wasn’t as appealing as he thought it would be. Lectures, especially preparing them, were boring and he didn’t sell his items rather he gave them to museums to study. He much preferred the thrill of the adventuring and the excitment of finding treasure than anything else.

Then came the day he ventured to Obsidian Island. He had been so sure of himself, having sort of bought into his own hype, and that this would be his greatest find yet. But he had not anticipated for the gecko curse to be real! He freaked out when he was first transformed finding his brain sharing the instincts of a gecko’s and he’d often be distracted by his gecko instincts. Which he had stayed in that form for years.

Meanwhile, Pablo had come home from his itenerite wanderings after his mother wrote to him to come back. He had been 5 years since she had last heard from Antonio. Pablo had no information to give her on that front, but it didn’t matter because she needed him now that her arthritis was acting up and it was harder for her to move. Eventually, she had stopped moving completely and needed to move around in a wheelchair. Pablo cared for her during her final days and then Antonio came back.

He finished his adventure at Obsidian Island, and no longer a gecko, he had to apologize and explain to everyone he had known what had happened. His first trip was to his dear mama who had wept with joy seeing Antonio alive and well and that he had not abandoned her as she had thought. Pablo was put-off. Finally, he had time with their mama but once again Antonio, the golden boy outshone him and “saved” the day.

The next day, Altagracia died, seemingly ready to move on after seeing her son again. Pablo and Antonio tersely arranged the funeral together, maintaing some politeness to each other. But that all exploded after the funeral. Pablo made some comment of how nice it was for the famed and renowned Antonio Agama to find time to visit and how he had done all the work when Altagracia was ill and Antonio made her think he had left them just like Leoncio. Antonio shot back that he didn’t mean to not contact them. He was a freaking gecko! Those were exnuating circumstances, and it wasn’t like Pablo was so concerned about his welfare since he hadn’t written him so much a letter since Antonio left for college. This left them in fury and they refused to talk to each other again.

Until the will came and both were given parts of that treasure map aka The Family Treasure. After the events of that episode and Elena’s song getting stuck in their head thus reminding them, they decided to patch up their relationship and spend more time with one another with Antonio even inviting Pablo to his next archeological adventure so they’d have plenty of time to talk or find more things to fight about, but they’ve come to sort of like it that way.