#petel

[dimensionesogno]

SE QUESTO E' UN PROLOGO

Se questo è un prologo, seguirà un monologo, seguirà un dialogo, seguirà un’azione: un primo atto, un secondo e altri ancora, tanti atti puri e impuri per dare corpo alla trama di una storia con un linguaggio, per affondare le mani dentro le parole, per costruire visioni nuove con Giuseppe presso il vecchio cinema Paradiso, per guardare orizzonti apparenti che si allontanano furbetti al minimo…

[epellucid]

via

[properbloke79]

Pavel Petel

[gamekids-firewolf]

pgs 162 - 174!!

(first) (prev)

That's it!! The end!! To find out the rest you'll have to read my books haha

[characteroulette]

Actual character sheets for Dante and Petel! ....kinda! =7= ;;;

Anyway explanations under the cut --

Dante Vicario (he/him)

Golden blond hair (curly/wavy), Red eyes, Round nose

Casual clothes: lavender vest, white tee, black skirt, lavender shoes

5 feet 5 inches, 15 - 16 years old, still a bit pudgy

Also known as "Inferno" and "Fireball"

Anxiety child, always nervous / upset

Game Form: red pyjama long sleeved shirt and pants, barefoot, surrounded by fire

Petel Vitayev (they/them)

Black hair (straight), light blue eyes, long tall nose

Casual clothes: cream scarf, red coat, blue jeans, black shoes

5 feet 6 inches, 16 - 17 years old, runner build

Also known as "Wolf"

Subtle expressions, no fear

Game Form: white-grey shorts. Wolf ears, tail, paws, and legs (white-grey fur)

(maybe check out my books about these two)

[littleplasticthings]

Au parc Lafontaine, 1947

[detective-piplup]

so I started reading game kids

[joostjongepier]

Wat?   Gevangenneming van Christus en Christus voor Pilatus (1325-1350) door een anonieme kunstenaar,  De geboorte van Jezus, De verrijzenis en de Heilige Christophorus  (ca. 1380) door een anonieme kunstenaar, Reliekbuste van Pinosa door Meester Henrik (1426), Drieluik met de Aanbidding door de Wijzen (Triptiek van Jan Floreins) (1479) door Hans Memling, Het sterfbed van Maria (1475-1482/83) door Hugo van der Goes en Adam en Eva (1628) door Georg Petel

Waar?   Tentoonstelling Zeldzaam & Onmisbaar – Topstukken uit Vlaamse collecties in MAS, Antwerpen

Wanneer?   7 januari 2024

In het MAS (Museum aan de Stroom) is een tentoonstelling te zien van topstukken uit Vlaamse musea. Aanleiding voor de expositie is het 20-jarig bestaan van het Topstukkendecreet dat zeldzame stukken uit Vlaamse kunstcollecties erkent en beschermt. Niet alleen mogen stukken die zijn opgenomen op de Topstukkenlijst niet buiten Vlaanderen worden verkocht, ook worden ze geconserveerd en zo nodig gerestaureerd. Een kleine honderd stukken van de lijst zijn samengebracht op de derde etage van het MAS.

Twee albasten reliëfs komen uit het, in maart door mij ontdekte, Museum Mayer van den Bergh in Antwerpen. Ze zijn gemaakt door een onbekende kunstenaar. Evenals twee in het Louvre en één in Brussel bewaard stuk hebben ze deel uitgemaakt van een retabel. Op het linker stuk zien we Judas die Jezus verraadt met een kus, Petrus die een soldaat het oor afslaat dat vervolgens door Jezus wordt genezen en de gevangenneming van Jezus door soldaten. Het tweede reliëf stelt de voorgeleiding aan Pilatus voor, die zijn handen wast in onschuld.

Uit hetzelfde museum komen twee panelen van het ‘vierluik Antwerpen-Baltimore’, voorstellend de geboorte van Jezus, de verrijzenis en (op de achterkant van de verrijzenis) de heilige Christophorus. Wat vooral opvalt aan deze paneeltjes is , naast de verbluffend heldere kleuren, de gedetailleerde versiering van onder meer de matras waarop Maria rust en de kleren van de soldaten bij de opstanding.

De reliekbuste van de heilige Pinosa is op het eerste oog een beeld van een hoofd. De bovenkant van dit hoofd kan echter open en het ‘beeld’ blijkt een in een zijden doek gewikkelde schedel van de heilige martelares te bevatten. Ook zonder de , letterlijk en figuurlijk, religieuze lading van dit stuk is het een fraai kunstwerk van de hand van Meester Henrik.

Zijn werken van voor 1400 veelal van onbekende meesters, in de vijftiende eeuw verandert dit. Dit is de tijd van de Vlaamse Primitieven. Eén zo’n werk is het drieluik met de aanbidding door de wijzen. Opmerkelijk aan dit werk is dat we, door een tekst onder op de lijst niet alleen weten wie het geschilderd heeft, namelijk Hans Memling, maar ook wanneer (1479), waar (Brugge) en in opdracht van wie (Jan Floreins). De opdrachtgever zien we geknield, links op het middenpaneel.

Een andere Vlaamse Primitief is Hugo van de Goes. Wat mij altijd opvalt aan werken van deze schilder is de grote zeggingskracht van de handen van de afgebeelde figuren. De handen vertellen gewoonlijk een verhaal op zichzelf, zo ook op het hier getoonde Sterfbed van Maria. We zien de moeder van Jezus, omringd door de discipelen. Vooraan de evangelist Johannes met een boek. In het wit zien we Petrus die de laatste sacramenten toedient. Twee discipelen kijken de beschouwer recht aan en betrekken ons zo bij het gebeuren.

Naast veel schilderijen en de nodige andere kunstvoorwerpen, zijn er op deze expositie ook heel wat beeldbouwwerken te zien. Een klein maar zeer fraai voorbeeld daarvan is Adam en Eva van de hand van Georg Petel. Het ivoren werkje toont een naakte Adam en Eva, met op de achtergrond een boom waarom de slang zich heeft gekronkeld. Eva houdt haar lange hoofdhaar voor haar geslacht. In Adams linkerhand houdt hij de appel. Zo te zien heeft hij nog niet van de vrucht gegeten en, afgezien van de haarlok die Eva voor haar geslachtsdeel houdt, lijkt er nog weinig sprake van schaamte. De twee figuren maken een nogal ontspannen indruk.

[mizuiove]

i just found out that mitz petel (or "raspberry juice" in English" is not a popular kids book worldwide and its only popular here and I'm so sad how do u live your life without reading this book. its about this bunny. that loved raspberry juice. what more could you want.

[oysterie]

Why must ovw keep making these ppl barefoot 😭😭

[gamekids-firewolf]

pgs 16 - 43

(prev) (next)

This is the longest chapter I definitely learned my lesson after this. But!! The entire actual first chapter! Woah!!

I also decided I wasn't colouring backgrounds. Whoop.

[characteroulette]

Some extra doodles of the kiddos to fill out space haha

Also did Petel's band buddies, but I ran out of room... Also their colours are a bit weird because. Pens.

[cookiepie111]

˳ ׁ 𝅄 ✧Where rivers flow✧ 𝅄 ׁ ˳

A/N : @shotmrmiller has a bath maiden au with ghost I was thinking about könig next thing you know boom! König x black reader. Please like and reblog. Suggestive. Not proofread

• Gladiator könig

• He's never been happier to have a private bath. Having to share with others in the public bath was awful, constantly looking over his shoulder huddled in the corner. In and out. Cleaning is a simple task. When the luxury of a private bath came he snatched it up

• You treat him like something special at least when you're bathing him. The way you wash his hair is nothing short of sinful. Smoothing lathered soap through his hair. Working your hands through his hair to his skull. Slowly. Drawing small circles ito his head when you reach the top. keeping mind to press down just enough to get his toes curling and send shivers through his spine and a rumble out his chest. He's been showing less and less resistance what started as small shivers and rumbles has turned into groaning and rolling hips.

• " Your hair has grown."

" Do you like it?"

"It will be difficult to fight, no?. Do you want me to cut it?"

" mhhh, just tie it up"

• He's always been a messy fighter, never shying away from tearing up his enemies, but now he's looking for a way to get blood, get as messy as he can so he can call you!

• It's cute the way you prepare his baths, like he's some fancy lady he heard you feel out of favour with your mistress.. or she fell from grace.

• full of sweet smelling perfumes, honeyed soap, flower Petels, it's really all wasted on a beast like him. He can't appreciate the flowers nor slowly savour the taste of sweet honey. No, he lays waste to such fields, grabs honey right of out hive like a bear.

• He gets to lay by the bath's edge, arms proped up at the edge. Taking up his heavy arm in your hands, gently rubbing at his body.

• You spend time on every part of his body, working warmth throughout his body with a sponge delicately and lovey.

• It's so embarrassing no one has ever touched him with such softness like he's something delicate. It sturs something up in him. He's so easily ruiled up why you are teasing him so much. He turns to syurp under your touch, thick and sweet

• In his own private bath, he can take up as much space as he likes, thighs spread wide in waiting on the baths edge. Again, gentle circular motions work along leg rising heat in him, but you always stop atop of his thigh

• It must be unnerving the way his stares wholly on you. He wants you to look at him for your eyes to meet and look away bashful like the sweet maiden he knows ( thinks). You are.

• He tries to pull you, laughs when he succeeds, seeing your white linen dress cling to your body. He loves your curls, defying the water coming back dry, untouched by the water.

• The little scowl on your face is the most emotion he's getting out of you. You're always so straight faced and professional when doing your job. A neutral face no matter what happens

• Be grateful he's just pulling you in. When you start to avoid his arms and he feels he's not getting enough attention he'll wait till your back is turned away from the edge of bath paying no mind to crashing water as könig rises out. A stone wall. He'll chase you round the bath. Could you imagine anything scarier. a bull running full speed at you talk nothing of the weapon between his legs. Surprisingly, he doesn't fall he's too quick and aglie on his feet for someone of his size, coming round sharp corners with ease. you, on the other hand, slip, falling right into his arms. Squirming in his tight hold. "Liebling stay still, you're getting me all excited," you freeze, realising his words, hips grinding into yours, matching your pace .

Bath time!

You're not entirely sure who's room he's raided maybe yours or the bath room.... probably accosted some poor noble woman to help him.

His hands move to mimick yours, heavy hand spilling fine smelling liquids and soaps into the bath filling the air with a sick unpleasant sent. The flowers are..dull some how like they're drowning in the water instead of floating atop.

He's /in/ the water with you, pressed up against your back, It's too close to intimate for the baths. he shouldn't be, that's not how things are done.

You frown at the sight of the comb. Too decorative for the baths, the type of comb used for events and ceremonies. His movements are stiff and awkward, like he's never held something in his hand like he isn't one of the strongest fighters here.

You feel the comb at the crown of your skull, slowly work its way down, shaking. "Ow!" These combs weren't made for your hair. They won't work. He stops, and your shoulders drop in relief till he tries again slower this time. His other hand reaches for your hair under the comb, teasing the hair down. " Stop, it won't work"

" It's fine I know what I'm doing"

" No stop"

grumbling rising out from the water. This man just won't listen.

"Come on, I'll make a proper bath for us" calling him over to the display of combs and bath liquids, placing the thick wide tooth comb in his hands. It's amazing his ability to make anything in his hands small.

" You'll have better results using this, okay?" You're not entirely sure he's listening. No, he's too taken aback by the full beauty of your body, brown skin wet and soft from the water, your hair properly soacked now sticks to your shoulders and curls around your face.

"Here"

Your back in the bath now not so nervous anymore now, you can lean into him just a little bit.

It's better now, he takes his time combing through your hair with his fingers, separating the large curls, coiling them around his finger letting them spring back when they fall. It's too much there isn't meant to be this level of intensity at a bath

You're hoping it's the bath that's just too warm, hoping he can't feel the heat that blooms at your cheeks

[bonecouch]

the beatles

[nataly-lanier]

For @petel-ka