#egypt job

[grainelevator]

This ~4000 year old depiction of interspecies midwifery is my favourite artifact at the museum

[divorcedwife]

hmmmm starting to think this napoleon guy sucks, let’s kill him

[illustratus]

Napoleon Bonaparte and his troops in the desert during the Egyptian Campaign

by Jacques Onfroy de Bréville

[aas-eg]

الأهم من الشغل، الناس اللي معاك

بتفرق جدا جدا حتي لو بتقبض ملايين .!

More important than work

The people with you, it differs very very much even if you get millions $

[maraudersidk]

doing eyeliner makes me wanna bang my head against the wall and bawl my eyes out.

Anyway my makeup is eating the suffering was worth it.

[radicalitch]

yes I have beef with writers who died a hundred years before I was born. I also have beef with ancient people. what of it

[bijoumikhawal]

that SPN post + me flipping through a collection of story ideas has ne thinking of that time I looked at SPN and went "alright, if I wanted an Egyptian-American take on some of this, what would that be"

[selinascatnip]

Sometimes I just have to sit and cry a little about people in antiquity trying to heal their loved ones that suffered brain damage (something we're still struggling to do right now) and like... I don't care about the idea that humanity is selfish, bullshit, we have been refusing to give up on each other since the very begining

[mattsmemes]

[sotiriabellou]

the coptic language is derived from greek and i'm pretty sure they use the same alphabet too so they're really similar and you'll find it in all coptic churches :>

yeah im aware of that i just thought it was interesting.miltiades sfakianakis is def a greek name tho its very stereotypically cretan

[palermosummer]

I looove to imagine Doppi being tired of his job sometimes, crying to Tiziano about how he wants to be back in Egypt, looting artifacts to sell on the black market. It was much better than what he’s doing now. At least back then, he was responsible for himself only, communicating only with his boss and Tiziano (two people whose company he truly enjoys), not forced to interact with a bunch of idiots everyday, maintaining the largest mafia in Italy. And Tiziano thinks like, yeah, it’s nostalgic, but he’ll never trade the stability he has now and his relationship with Squalo. And Diavolo thinks like, yeah, it’s suuure nostalgic, but he’ll never trade the control and power he has now. Tiziano still comforts Doppi, saying he misses those times as well. The Boss will call him some time after that and say the same thing. And Doppio would get over that small moment of weakness, continuing his daily grind (after all, that’s what they wanted back then in Egypt), but he does miss those, much simpler (at least for him) times

[nyenyel]

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[shareeffamily]

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[simply-passing-through]

I like being polyjamorous

I collect songs like interesting pebbles on a beach. There’s no rhyme or reason, it’s just whatever takes my fancy at that time and it all gets lumped in together on a big playlist that lives permanently on shuffle. This brings out some wonderful moments when the transition between songs simultaneously doesn’t work at all, and works like magic all at once. This morning, I had Whitney Houston…

[gamereign]

there’s nowhere to go. ( // dio and i know next to nothing about yugioh but w/e. this kid seems intriguing enough to add to his menagerie <3)

            𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐂𝐄 :   prompted   /   𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 :   accepting !

𝐈𝐓’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐄𝐗𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐋𝐘   𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐑   𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐒𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐍G 𝐔𝐏 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐈𝐍𝐄   ━━━━   the sensation resembles   dread ,   rather ,   though tinged with the same   restless urgency   that causes a stray dog’s scruff to stand pin - straight .   for all of a few beats ,   yuugi considers every apparent option he has .   it doesn’t seem as if pretending he hadn’t heard that   𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄   but   strangely intimate   tone calling out to him is worth trying ,   given that it almost feels as though the entire atmosphere surrounding him has suddenly gone   DARK   &   COLD .   even so ,   he’s been in enough dangerous situations to recognize that he’s   FAR FROM SAFE   and that he must act as quickly and as rationally as possible .   thus ,   he elects to embody   pure   &   unassuming innocence   in the face of what can only be described as its polar opposite .

           verily ,   yuugi has been avoiding a return to egypt since the   DEPARTURE OF THE PHARAOH ;   not only for the sake of mitigating his   overwhelming grief ,   but also on account that   𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞   thus far .   yet ,   he couldn’t put off his return any longer   ━━━━   the connection he feels to the ancient land and the   POWERFUL MAGIC   surging through its labyrinths is too strong to ignore .   many of atem’s memories still echo through his mind ,   making it so he hadn’t the slightest idea whether his want to return to egypt had   fully been his own ,   or whether the fraying edges of his soul   LEFT THREADBARE   by part of it being ripped away are simply calling out for a semblance of what once made him whole .

           “   you’re not egyptian ,   ”   he notes aloud ,   violet eyes shifting   𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐆𝐎   against the depth of the night ,   “   but you seem to know this area so well   [   . . .   ]   like you’ve been here awhile .   ”

           yuugi tries to make out the stranger’s features ,   but the lack of light poses some difficulty .   even so ,   he notes the presence of an   𝐎𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐆𝐋𝐎𝐖 ,   which nearly makes his skin translucent and endows his   amber eyes   with an eerie clarity ,   like flames swaying about in a   darkened room .

           it’s evident he’s not human   [   . . .   ]   but what   is   he .ᐣ.ᐣ   should he be some kind of spirit ,   he is definitely a   malevolent one ,   but his words ring too true for yuugi to make for a clean getaway .   𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄’𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐎 .   he’s cornered him in the listless alleyway ,   once a vibrant marketplace by the light of day ,   but a   GHOST TOWN   in the dead of night .

           “   what do you   [   . . .   ]   want .ᐣ.ᐣ   ”   he utters ,   feeling his pulse spike slightly ,   though he wills himself to stay   calm   &   collected ,   as his other half had taught him .   “   sorry to be a disappointment ,   but i don’t have much to give .   ”