#osias

[springwhump]

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this is a bit of an old one that’s piqued my interest recently

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“Do you like it? Made it myself.”

The voice startled Nuaða, making him jump as he turned around to see the culprit behind his near heart attack. A young man had appeared behind the counter, leaning against it with his head propped up on his hand.

[the-kingshound]

Baby mc sniffling and hiding inside some wardrobe when one of their siblings find them and ask whats wrong.

"Osia is a big meanie" they sign with their tiny hands.

Adrei: takes the baby up in her arms, and tries stiffly to rub their back. Silently marches up to Osia and commands "stop." Since it's Adrei, Osia stops for a few weeks. (Then she does it again, but when Adrei is around she limits herself a bit)

Ghaven: shushes MC, cuddles them and feeds them all the sweets their mum confiscated (ha! Ghaven has found them). They will make sure to organise evil pranks to Osia, one for every time they find baby MC upset. (At that point, Osia is so enraged with Ghaven that she kinda ignores baby MC)

Emyr: sighs, sadly. Hesitantly reaches out with one hand to comfort MC and if the baby crawls on his lap to cry he'll stay still and hold them. Will subtly invite baby MC to read with him more - to keep them away from Osia.

Saraah: panicks, tries to comfort MC and agrees that Osia is a meanie. If MC is very upset Saraah cries too. He either goes to angrily confront Osia (who, at this point, looks at him like a harmless gnome) or shuts himself in with MC to play and made them forget.

Radel: is around MC's age, so he blinks and at the look of MC's teary eyes he starts silently crying too. Cue another sibling finding both babies in tears.

[collectionstilllife]

Osias Beert or Osias Beert the Elder (Flemish, c. 1580-1623) • Still life with oysters on a pewter plate and wine glasses in a niche • Between 1602 and 1606

[classicalcanvas]

Title: Bouquet in a Niche

Artist: Osias Beert

Style: Baroque

Genre: Flower Painting

[huariqueje]

Still life with a dish of chestnuts and walnuts - Osias Beert , 1610-39.

Belgian, 1580 - 1624.

Oil on copper , 18 x 23 cm.

[cyanidelover666]

adding tags pt3

yesterday i was writing down every artist i listen to in my notes app in a random order and now i want to sort them in chronological order and write down my fav songs &albums of them

this is bc whenever someone asks me what i listen to, i suddenly can’t remember anything, so i was thinking what if i make a list so then i wont have to try and explain anything cuz all this is so fcking random i cant even figure out my vibe myself

The Neighbourhood

Chris Isaak

Marika Hackman

Aphex Twin

MAREUX

Crystal Castles

PASTEL GHOST

Memo Boy

CRIM3S

plenka

SIDEWALKS AND SKELETONS

mathbonus

n u a g e s

I Monster

bonjr

Mr.Kitty

MGMT

Harmless

EYEDRESS

Tom Odell

Tom Rosenthal

ROAR

Dream, Ivory

C418

BADBADNOTGOOD

Duster

salvia palth

Alex G

Foo Fighters

Type O Negative

Bauhaus

плохо

молчат дома

Пошлая Молли

Odraz

Guerra Fría

Ivan Cornejo

yg h y p n o s.

joji

Виктор Цой

instupendo

MayRoosevelt

arbour

Brookside

VACATIONS

Alicks

Cigarettes After Sex

awfultune

SYML

Deftones

Mother Mother

Men I Trust

Nicole Dollanganger

Arctic Monkeys

Ry X

Peacock Affect

bon iver

Bernadette Carol

Current Joys

Yves Tumor

Haley Heyendrickx

Blue Foundation

alt-J

Черниковская хата

KA$TRO

Christian Death

Rammstein

Winter Aid

MoonDeity

Montell Fish

Yung Lean

AK4RI

Xasthur

I’m in a coffin

Где Фантом?

АДЛИН

ssshhhiiittt!

Gigi Masin

Guti

Беспокойник

almogfx

jéger

Vague003

leadwave

Øneheart

analog_mannequin

thenian

Thom Yorke

estrada

harris cole

Jaysen

Vida

Logan Belcher

TELEVISION BLONDE

ethan

emi priest

Odd Sweetheart

GEE TEE

oscar lang

pyro

EKKSTACY

hebona.

dandelion hands

PHANTOGRAM

ooes

мы

Vundabar

lunafreya

ghostangelo

(only after 6pm)

insomnia // Nine Paths

Haulm

lil peep

xxxtentacion

BOY FROOT

$uicideboy$

Mind’s Eye

Dexter Britain

JRS

OSIAS

Max Diaz

chiot

60juno

1782

Lebanon Hannover

Lana del Rey

Witching Hour

Depeche Mode

Your Funeral

vagabond893

Rew

Surf Curse

Grouper

The Mamas and The Papas

Wallows

Flora Cash

Cults

Emma Lu

girl in red

RENDEZ-VOUS

Maribou State

Bicep

Chakra Efendi

hisohkah

noire

flume

Mag.Lo

TV Girl

Princess Chelsea

Sitcom

Pixies

matt maltese

lord huron

Portugal. The Man

Sir Chloe

City Morgue

Gorillaz

Boodahki

Baby Bugs

Kina

Shiloh Dynasty

Karamel Kel

strawberry guy

WH0R3AGAMIZ

High Sunn

calamar

Sykes

bedroom

Toby Fox

pierce the veil

Nirvana

Hole

Marilyn Manson

Depeche Mode

Mac Demarco

twenty one pilots

Hozier

The Drums

Le Tigre

Mr Floyd Larry

K.Flay

IC3PEAK

Patrick Nitti

Patrick Watson

honorable mention: AURORA (bc not only do i love her music, but me and her literally have the same name hehe)

will probably update lol

[life-imitates-art-far-more]

Osias Beert (c. 1580-1623) "Still life with oysters, roasted chicken, sweets and dried fruits" (1610-1619) Oil on panel Located in the Kunstberatung Zürich AG, Zürich, Switzerland

[baroque-art-history]

Three Dishes of Sweetmeats and Chestnuts with Three Glasses on a Table painted by Osias Beert (1580 - 1624)

[ask-princessandromeda]

Two Empousai ganged up on me and knocked me out and now it feels like I’m on a boat or smt, this y’all’s little (gay) Titan Army boat or…?

-Osias Mintz

Alabaster: Oh, look! Someone might have washed up on our deck again. Where are you, exactly? If you stay too long in one place, the empousas are going to come and eat you.

Ethan: Describe where you are, so we can figure out where to search for you. You might not even be on Princess Andromeda.

Luke: WHAT do you MEAN “little”? This is a motherfucking cruise ship! Okay, get up now. Let’s see where and who you are, and if you’re worth keeping. Or we’re just going to feed you to the monsters.

Silena: Oh my gods, are you okay? Do you need ambrosia? In the name of Zeus…

[karrova]

Pewter plates with peaches and grapes, and a porcelain plate with peaches and plums, bread, and a knife on a table top

Osias Beert I

[marbhlann]

OC Game mock-up thing. Based on Kirby Super Star.

[the-kingshound]

Continuing the 'missing-my-siblings-hours', but, it's Osia, and before anything, I'd like to declare that in here, MC's dead.

This day couldn't get any worse. Osia thought, as she slices off the letter sent from the other noble Houses. Not when there's no one else to annoy her.

Her morning, as usual, started off perfectly. The water were neither too cold or too hot, the latest proposal to the Emporer had been approved, Saraah was not here at all... Hphm! There's no way she'd be thinking of him!

The face of her useless bother popped up in her mind only agitated Osia even further. She gritted her lips, in a force that's so harsh in no doubt she could've bite off whoever dared to cross her way.

Osia halted when she realized something was wrong. Years passed since she last interacted with the rest of the family but her sister, Adrei, and their recent letters bought news of MC's been on the battlefields to fight off another land's rebels.

Dog. Osia chuckled as she pushed down her nerves. Good for her though, being useful to both Crowns.

For a second, she was afraid. However, Osia's always been a warrior as well, only that her swords does not sway across the battlefields, but among the peeping eyes that gathered on her. And it always bought chill to Osia, to be under the spotlight.

She proceeded to cut off the string attached with her dagger, ignoring the slight sting and blood drops that flowed from her thumb.

And she couldn't believe what she'd just read.

No. This can't be... She'd powerful. Strong. Her magic are wild and controlled. If not, Father and Mother, at alone Adrei, wouldn't sent her to the battlefields——

What's the King doing!? Where were the knights!? It, it should've been them!? Anyone but her!?

Osia couldn't breathe through for a moment. Her mind went beyond the year Mother was pregnant, and she'd been there with the rest of her siblings, when MC, was born. She remembered holding her, and there's Saraah annoying her, telling the newly born infant bad jokes.

She'd told her. Osia closed her eyes, and the anxiety in it were gone next. That they're nothing but weakness.

Osia walked up to her wardrobe. Now, they'd needed a gown. Precisely all black. Adrei could wait a bit longer, surely her sister won't mind.

Osia let the blood bleed even longer than she noticed.

(So, this is my take on Osia. I honestly went with my own flow. And I hope I've captured her well.)

Osia lays in bed.

She hasn't been able to sleep for four days. Beside her, her husband's usual place is empty. If he followed her commands, he should be negotiating with Lord Argal now. She had gripped hos wrist and hissed, "do not come back home without the answer we want."

But even the thought of that task being fullfilled doesn't spark any kind of satisfaction in her. The only thing she is able to feel is the gnawing, horrible black void expand and expand ever since-

Abruptly, anger fills her entire body. She gets up without her usual calculated composure and she grips the wooden sword at the bedside table.

It was her stupid sibling's firs training weapon. Osia rembers the vile words she called them, watching over coldly as they had to get up from the ground again after another idiotic, careless error.

She hurls the wooden sword against the wall with an animalistic growl.

Again, she feels bile in her mouth, the same she would feel when, the next day, a Lady had said, coldly, "now that his guard dog is gone, I wonder who will King Arthur take in marriage to replace them."

Osia would sneer, and hiss at her face in a slightly cracking voice, after having grabbed her by the throat, "shut the fuck up or I'll make you."

[collectionstilllife]

Osias Beert  (Flemish, c. 1580–1623) • Still life of porcelain vessels and pewter plates with sweets and chestnuts, three pieces of glassware, and a bread roll on a table draped with a mauve cloth • between 1600 and 1619 • Oil on copper • Sotheby's

[pinkstarlightcomputer]

Osias Beert I Still Life of Three Wineglasses in a Niche

[chicmntndie]

Got curious how stylized I drew Idia and Ortho so I sketched them against a reference and then how I sketch them

...I think it's safe to say the answer is very stylized