#bozart

[livelaughlovelams]

Look man, I KNOW classical composer Tumblr exists because those classical composer memes have to be coming from somewhere. But how on earth do I hop on it!? Is it like one of those moving elevators, where you have to step on quickly and hope you come out!? To me it's like the backrooms or something. Do you have to type in some sorta key, is it going to ask me to match these concertos by key signature to delve inside the secret catacombs of classical composer-blr? Will there be a 7 dwarves mining cart roller coaster waiting there except instead of the dwarves its the ducking CLASSICAL COMPOSERS!? What, do I gotta send pictures of my violin-ridden hands as proof, do I gotta submit cat boy Mozart fanart/fics,

CLASSICAL COMPOSER BLR WHERE ARE YOU HIDING!?

(I'm currently on amrev/frevblr seriously send help)

[cursed-princess-club]

EVIL BOZART THEORY

they want you to believe THIS is bozart. but bozart wears BLUE!

so who is that red wearing fellow but...

BOZARTS EVIL TWIN BROTHER

[fashionbooksmilano]

Il bijou italiano tra gli anni '50 e '60

Italian fashion jewellery in the 50s and 60s

Alba Cappellieri, BiancaCappello

Corraini, Mantova 2015, 144 pagine, ISBN 9788876705 268

euro 25,00

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La Dolce Vita è quell’epoca meravigliosa e felice, fra la metà degli anni Cinquanta e il Sessantotto, in cui è nato il mito italiano nel mondo. Insieme alla moda e al design anche il bijou italiano è riuscito a esprimere caratteristiche di bellezza formale, qualità manifatturiera e innovazione tecnologica che lo rendono un testimone esemplare dello spirito del tempo. 

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30/11/24

[kitsunetsuki]

Helmut Newton - Minidress by Tita Rossi, Belt & Labyrinth Necklace by Bozart, Shoes by Giosue from Rastignano, Linea Italiana Spring/Summer 1970, from Fashion Jewellery: Made in Italy by Deanna Farneti Cera (2013)

[milksockets]

'advertisement for bijoux bozart, mesh blouse by tita rossi, s/s 1969' in fashion jewellery made in italy - deanna farneti cera (2013)

[zorlok-if]

A little appreciation for Tommy and Jin's ex-best friends turned bitter rivals (with undercurrents of something more) dynamic.

Screenshot from the revised prologue, text for the full passage (not just the screenshot) under the cut

In the previous scene Jin was insisting that Tommy picked a terrible name with Zorlok and Gina and Levi started exploring alternatives. Tommy makes the choice: "Tommy won't sit back and take this silently. In this moment, he decides to stand up for himself – [assertive]"

"It doesn't matter," Tommy says. "We aren't having a debate. I'm not asking for your input. What I name my demon—or devil, Levi—is entirely up to me. I've made my decision, and I'm happy with it. So, can we please just keep playing? I want to see what happens here."

Levi sinks down in his seat, softly closing the rulebook. Gina tucks her hair behind her ears, dropping her head to look at the ground. But Jin doesn't back off.

"Dude, you're making a mistake. All I'm doing is trying to help."

"Well, dude, you're not."

"But—but it sounds like warlock! You just switched out the 'w' for a 'z'. Like, dude—" A disbelieving scowl furrows Jin's brow. "Think about it. Okay? Really think about it. Your warlock's patron is Zorlok?"

"Umm, okay, and did any of us say anything when you named your bard Amadeus?"

"Oh my God, what?! That's completely different! My choice was clearly intentional, it is a reference, and it sounds cool. Now, if I'd named my bard's mentor Bozart or Fuzician, then you'd have a point. But I didn't. Because that's ridiculous."

"I. Don't. Care." Tommy throws out each word like a dart. "Cut it out, Jin. You're acting like a jerk."

Jin and Tommy glare at one another for a long, uncomfortably quiet moment.

"Fine," Jin eventually concedes, breaking the silence and some of the tension. He leans back and looks away from Tommy, his buff arms flexing as they tighten across his broad chest. Tommy quickly looks away too. "Sorry," Jin mumbles. His voice is so low that Tommy can barely hear it, and so terse that he can't tell if it's sincere.

[namimikan]

finished cursed princess club!!!! SO wholesome!!!

-imo, i still really like all the arranged marriage ships, so my headcanon is that even if the engagements are broken, they get back together at a later date anyway, once blaine resolves his issues and maybe visits a certain monastary. i do think lorena/lance/suzie happens.

-i still don't really like leopold/jamie as a ship? i really tried, and i just... don't see it working out, even if i like jamie falling for leopold! i still can't figure out why i don't like leopold returning those feelings??? all of princesses' romances had such fun manic energy to them, but that was also them finding common ground... whereas jamie's fun manic energy kind of just... worked negatively on leopold, so from leopold's perspective, yeah, i can see him loving jamie as a friend, but more than that, i'm just... not convinced.

-i'm still v. surprised that leland didn't declare his unrequited love for jackie tbh??? to me, he's been in love with jackie for such a long time, marrying isolde only because jackie/lilyth were going to get married too. whatever, i'm still v. charmed by them, and i think they could work it out after some relationship councilling or whatever, what's a couple of revenge schemes among friends and potential incest implications with the whole plaid/pastel marriages happenings.

-i imagine prez/whitney get back together. he may not be rich, but she bears him four children anyway, and they're beautiful together.

-not sold on aurelia/cronis. i liked aurelia's redemption storyline, and her reading the diary when prez told her not to. but... didn't care about her dating life. i do kind of wish she had more panels with her bestie tho.

-monika/orson cute as hell!

-thought i was going to get some syrah/saffron declarations of love, and well... so sad that didn't happen!!!!! oh well, at least i get them both admitting that they had crushes on each other at different points of the story!

-loved the witch having a friendship with lilyth!!!!! so cute!!!!!

-lobsters are eternal in their love for each other!!!!! super adorable that he went and got himself cursed too bc he missed her so much!!!!

-i do love that gwen is gwen's true love. she broke the curse. she learned to love herself whole again. and sure, she has days that she struggles, but... she is surrounded by people she loves.

-i'm so glad bozart did nothing wrong in his life, ever. and went on to live happily ever after with his clown posse.

-i love how intricately plotted everything came to be!!! it was so well done!!!

-i'm gonna miss the chaos. it got so chaotic and so fun so quickly!!!

-truer words have never been said with live, laugh, love, laverne.

[cornus27florida]

Random Headcannon List of Characters

Jolie's eye socket of other pocket dimension connects her to the Marble Empire (CPC equivalence for Greece) where things that happened in the 'fictional' books that related to Greek in CPC (Dogyssey, Medusa, Tale of Deaneira) series actually really does happen - those Greek monsters exist, and one of them is biting Saffron at episode 19. Btw Monika's reference at ep 76 of Maria Kondo come from celebrity that like MK in her kingdom - The Quilt Kingdom.

Blaine and Lance's academy isn't St. Cerulean like Frederick and Leland - but both uniform is blue, so I feel the name of the school will be related to blue.. I suggest "Lapis Academy"

Frederick isn't a picky eater (contrasts to Leopold that dislike sweets, or Jamie that had disdain over 'healthly foods' like vegetables) - but he had tedency to eat green-colored foods, so similar with Percy Jackson by Rick Riordan but instead blue is green. This means he loves eating green vegetables like broccoli, spinach, lettuce, cabbage, etc - green fruits like green apple of granny smith, melon, lime, etc - and green flavor associates like matcha (milk green tea)

In the Monochrome kingdom - the most favorite ice cream taste is Cookies and Cream because monochromatic color. Whitney associate that taste as the flavor of his childhood

Maria's collection: she listens to the (Bozart/Schozart) music using grammaphone that she keep at her wardrobe, also she have soft spots to all fairy tales with female blondies in there such as Sleeping Beauty, Alice in Wonderland and Rapunzel

Lorena actually the one that cares the pets at their palace the most, not Maria with her animal gathering ability or Gwen with the vermins [like Mr Possum and Mr Rat] - She built a cat tower house for Colonel Snuggles, keeping stash of catnips for Col. Snuggles, buying treats for them - and even the one that cosplaying them [kinda shown being the one that gives them the military gears, or a skirt]

[warning for dark, grim HC there] One of the horrifying taste that Jamie encounter is when the chef feeling suicidal, the food taste abruptly changes to feel like aftertaste of metallic blood. Jamie never tell anyone about it to protects the chef identity that very ashamed to ever serves a prince like that

Gwen is very creative person indeed, beside creating various dishes - she also crafting a teddy bear plushie in homage for Frederick, hence the reason Frederick depicted as the bear

Lilyth (Leelathae) can draw (more tidy than a doodles), the diary of lilyth has drawings of various stuffs like Melusine emblem - the inside of the Pastel palace - the possums in the forest.. Gwen and Lorena inhirited her talent to draw, but Jamie and Maria can't draw like Jack

working on various multiple part time job as teenager, which she's juggling as pet shop keeper - band player - dish washer

Leland the one that crafting accesories for Laverne, like the necklace. He orthodidacly learns about it with books and lot of time spent in his office. He never letting anyone, even Jack - about his crafts and multiple designing that he learns by himself including making chess pieces and dress designs

Thermidora know and singing "Under the Sea" because the Lobster Kingdom is near the Mermaid Kingdom - which actually exist but never be mentioned to anyone. Another case of similarity with Marble Empire, the 'fairy tales' books actually depicting real life things instead as fictional

Velvet Kingdom where Renée come from specialized in the ringsmithing, everyone rings that depicted so far (Jolie's to Nell, Blaine's to Maria, Lance's to Lorena, Frederick's to Gwen) all are come from this said kingdom that masterfully crafting rings (which imbued by minor magic so always could fits the wearer) and putting it on specialized velvet ring box

Prez literally studied everything from algebra to biology to finance to geography to zoology + curses, espc if depicted from fairy tales - hence she's the one that capable to checking potential CPC member with her knowledge. Her knowledge is so vast but sadly she can't teach

Saffron from Foliage Kingdom and Syrah from Metallic kingdom actually come from neighboring kingdom - their border is metallic fences that has vines of ivy grows there. Their kingdom has many alliances business, which the prominent one is "Goblin's Silverwares" - which a specialized, magical wares (weapons included) that always pristine so no need to get cleaned up + imbibed to get more powerful if getting strong stuffs like venom's beast. Goblin's silverwares are very rare and expensive, with the goblins usually won't ever consider to making one to human unless a very special ocassion arise which also prevents malicious people to get it

Miss Agatha's questionable book collection, she brought it from Pastel Plaza - yes the market selling smut stuff openly

Beckett is the sole keeper of the "Lost and Found" corner, which actually becomes hazard things accumulator

[ripslingerfan13]

So as I’m watching this guy’s videos…I now can’t help imagining the Plaid Princes each having one of these three dogs!🤣

Blaine with a German Shepherd

Lance with a Cane Corso

And Frederick with an Irish Wolfhound

Isolde has her little Antoinette…so why can’t the boys have pets of their own?😈

(😈Let’s see how he treats his sons now?😈)

I feel like Blaine would name his after a pianist, might even name him after Bozart. Or if a girl probably ’Symphony’ or something musical related.

Lance obviously would name his something like ‘Zeus’, ‘Titan’ or ‘Athena’ cause he thinks they sound cool.

Frederick would either name his after a character from one of his favorite books or just go with something simple like ‘Cody’ or ‘Daisy’ (reference to his bullies nicknaming him ‘Sunflower’)

….I’m making a plaid princes dog owners fanfic now!

[alexandersimpleton]

I don’t know just how shallow Maria and Lorena were at first but for all intents and purposes, they never found Gwen’s appearance to be abnormal and would be surprised people would say otherwise. The Pastel sisters grew up pretty sheltered and barely interacted with people their own age so they have little to no examples of what’s considered “normal” by society’s standards. Maria actually thought they themselves might be considered ugly since the Plaid brothers thought Gwen was ugly. Though she was more offended that they only consider Gwen ugly considering as the oldest she would most likely remember what their late mother looked like. So to call her youngest sister (who’s a spitting image of her) ugly would be calling their beloved mother ugly which prompted her to end the relationships.

I mean, they knew what was handsome, at least. They might be sheltered, but it's established that they've read tons of books and heard from the outside world (like Maria listening to bozart, which I probably spelled wrong), which might have even made the shallowness worse, considering media's established view on this stuff, especially in the pastel kingdom. They never thought their sister's appearance was abnormal because they've known her their whole lives.

Also, again, please put this stuff in the notes. Nobody knows what we're talking about

[history-matters]

During the evening of Monday, June 22, 1953, 13-year-old paperboy Jimmy Bozart knocked on the door of a sixth-floor apartment in a building located at 3403 Foster Avenue in Brooklyn, New York, which was part of a massive housing project known as Vanderveer Estates, and currently named Flatbush Gardens. Jimmy was there to collect the 35-cents owed to him for delivering the past week’s Brooklyn Eagle. The two teachers who lived there, identified in the press only by their last names of Ash and Donnelly, were generous tippers and this day was no exception. They handed Jimmy 50-cents, consisting of one quarter and five nickels, and off he went. Jimmy was very appreciative of the 15-cent tip (about $1.50 today) but didn’t wish to be rude and count the money in front of the teachers. As he headed down the stairs and opened his hand to count the coins, he dropped them.

He set his bundle of newspapers down and began to collect up the coins. But when he picked up one of the nickels, Jimmy noticed something peculiar about the coin. He only had the back half of the coin; the portion with the engraving of Thomas Jefferson’s Monticello on it. Of course, half a nickel is worth nothing, so he further searched for the other half. It had bounced a short distance away, but he did locate it. And then he noticed that there was something inside that front portion. It appeared to be a small piece of photographic film.

Upon returning to his home at nearby 4304 Avenue D, he told his dad Fulton about his peculiar find. Curious, Jimmy held the film up to a light, looked at it with a magnifying glass, and saw what appeared to be the photograph of a file card with six to eight numbers on it.

His dad was unsure of the significance of the film but told Jimmy that it would be best for him to turn it over to the police. And Jimmy knew just the officer to turn it over to. A girl named Carolyn in his eighth-grade class just happened to be the daughter of a police officer. So, Jimmy made his way over to their house, but Carolyn’s dad wasn’t home, and Jimmy headed off with the nickel.

When her dad arrived home and learned of Jimmy’s discovery, he and a few other officers went to the Bozart residence to retrieve the coin. They spoke to Jimmy’s dad, but he didn’t know where his son was or what he had done with the coin. His mother, Mary Bozart, was off playing bingo, so there was the possibility that Jimmy had given her the coin. They raced over to the bingo hall and had Mrs. Bozart paged over the PA system. No one came forward, so he requested that game officials allow them to examine all the nickels. They refused, so Mrs. Bozart was paged one more time. This time she came forward and stated that she had given the nickel to Jimmy to buy an ice cream cone with.

Mrs. Bozart accompanied an officer as he cruised the neighborhood searching for Jimmy. They found him playing stickball and he was asked if he still had the nickel. He did and handed the coin over to the officer.

After that, Jimmy put the split nickel out of his mind. What he was unaware of was that the mysterious nickel ended up in the hands of the FBI in Washington, DC. Under magnification, the film was found to consist of ten columns of numbers, with each column filled with either 20 or 21 rows of seemingly random numbers, all six digits in length. But as hard as cryptographers worked at it, they were unable to decipher the meaning of the numbers.

The front of the coin was dated 1948 and had a tiny hole drilled right through the letter R in the word TRUST. Clearly, the hole was there so that someone could insert a fine pin to pop the coin open. The back of the coin was from a different nickel that had been minted between 1942 and 1945. They knew this because it had been made from a copper-silver alloy that had only been used during World War II when there was a shortage of nickel.

While they were unable to decipher the code, investigators wondered if the coin had been a trick coin used by magicians. One novelty salesman pointed out that it was highly unlikely. “It’s not suitable for a magic trick. The hollowed-out area is too small to hide anything aside from a tiny piece of paper.”

A comparison of the microfilm’s typewritten characters with the FBI’s reference file of typewriters manufactured in the United States was of no help. Investigators concluded that the numerical code had been typed with a foreign typewriter.

Efforts to solve the mystery of the coin continued throughout 1953, into 1954, then 1955, and throughout 1956.

Then, in May 1957, the United States Embassy in Paris received a phone call from a Soviet spy named Reino Häyhänen. He then went to the Embassy and told an official there, “I’m an officer in the Soviet intelligence service. For the past five years, I have been operating in the United States. Now I need your help.” Häyhänen had decided to defect.

[oneonone-inspo]

Karim Rashid Orange & Green Chess Set by bozart

[cursed-princess-club]

bozart

[deldeldel90]

not sure if I ever made a post about this but this song is so Blaine!!!! and also about his relationships with people

"hung pictures of patron saints up on my wall/to remind me that I am a fool" -- him with his trophies and medals

"tell me where I came from, what I will always be/just a spoiled little kid, who went to Catholic school" -- his thoughts on his childhood and his inner worry about his worth

"when I'm dead, I won't join their ranks/'cause they are both holy and free" -- him talking about his parents and idols (like Bozart, for example)

"and I'm in Ohio, satanic and chained up/and until the end, that's how it'll be" -- him talking about how his position is set in stone; i.e. being the golden child, the crown prince and future king who has everything to live up to

"I said make me love myself so that I might love you/don't make me a liar, 'cause I swear to God/when I said it, I thought it was true" -- him talking about he and Maria

"saint calvin told me not to worry about you/but he's got his own things to deal with/there's really just one thing that we have in common, neither of us will be missed." -- him talking about he and Frederick (also "saint calvin" in this would be Leland and his manipulations)

"saint bernard sits at the top of the driveway/you always said how you loved dogs/I don't know if I count, but I'm trying my best/when I'm howling and barking these songs" -- him talking about he and Lance

[kitsunetsuki]

Alfredo Pratelli - Advertisement for Bijoux Bozart, Linea Italiana Spring/Summer 1970, from Fashion Jewellery: Made in Italy by Deanna Farneti Cera (2013)

[abarn82]

Cyril Bozart, born in 1730 Salzburg, Austria, is a man carved from paradoxes—a celestial-blooded Aasimar whose fervor for divine order clashes violently to dismantle earthly oppression. By 1772, his 42 years have etched a legacy of contradictions: a revolutionary who enforces structure with an iron fist, a father who loves through relentless control, and a zealot whose faith in God wars with his disillusionment in mankind. His strictness stems not from cruelty but from a gnawing fear of chaos, forged in a world where Habsburg rule and rising Enlightenment ideals collide. Cyril’s Salzburg upbringing imprinted him with an appreciation for precision—evident in his fastidious habits, like mending clocks or brewing bitter Enzian schnapps from foraged gentian roots—yet his soul thrums with the restlessness of a reformer. He devours revolutionary pamphlets smuggled from France, even as he recites vespers each dusk, fingers tracing the rosary beads he keeps knotted in his coat.

His sternness masks a fragility—flaws that chafe against his celestial heritage. He is stubborn to fault, dismissing compromise as moral rot, and his communication crumbles into silence or sermons, leaving his son Zalen, a free-spirited dancer born in 1756, starved for tenderness. Cyril’s vision for Zalen—a pious life of monastic discipline—clashes with the boy’s passion for Salzburg’s folk dances and Mozart’s burgeoning avant-garde melodies (a irony not lost on Cyril, whose surname by coincidence twists "Mozart" into a pun he never lives up to). Their arguments echo in their cramped apartment, Cyril’s guttural Austrian German sharpened by frustration, Zalen’s retorts lilting with the cadence of street musicians. Yet Cyril’s love persists in small, flawed gestures: leaving honey-smeared Kaiserschmarrn on Zalen’s plate after fights, or begrudgingly attending his performances, jaw clenched as Zalen’s body whirls to melodies Cyril finds frivolous.

Cyril’s duality festers in his diet—austere rye bread and lentil stews, save for secret indulgences in poppyseed-studded Strudel—and in his hobbies, like transcribing radical manifestos in meticulous calligraphy before burning them as “vanity.” He hums folk hymns to himself, their rustic simplicity a balm against the symphonies Zalen adores, yet winces at the tavern songs of drunkards, deeming them “unholy.” His martyr complex drives him to shoulder burdens alone, refusing aid even as arthritis knots his hands, a vulnerability he hides beneath leather gloves.

The 1772 peasant revolts crystallize his evolution. Once a rigid enforcer of top-down reform, Cyril has become a fierce and unpredictable force, a wild beast wrapped in the thrill of chaos. His heart, as black as night, thrums with vengeance and defiance, never faltering in his rage. In combat, he is a master of duality—one moment a whirlwind of offense, striking with unrelenting fury; the next, a figure of defensive grace, evading and countering with precision. His unpredictable tactics keep opponents guessing, caught in a dance of confusion and fear. He revels in the chaos of the fight, his every move a challenge to the balance of light and dark, love and hate, as he tears through his enemies with a heart torn between both worlds.

His love for his son erodes his certitude; he begins to listen—to Zalen’s pleas for mercy, to dissidents’ grassroots strategies—slowly trading dogma for pragmatism. His faith shifts, too—less about punishing sin, more about nurturing resilience. When Zalen defects to join a traveling dance troupe, Cyril’s rage crumples into grief, then grim acceptance. He sends a letter with no address: “I see now that grace cannot be forced. Forgive me.”

Cyril Bozart remains a storm of oppositions—celestial yet human, revolutionary yet orderly—but the cracks in his armor let in light. He learns to lead not with fists but with fractured hope, his heart a battleground where love and hate, like the dueling voices of a phantom song, still war. But now, he chooses.

Race: Aasimar Gender: Male Age: 42 Years Old Alignment: Lawful Neutral

Class: Level 20 Slayer: Ardent Blade (23BLUENINJA)

Hated Enemy: Dragon, Monstrosity

Tool Proficiencies: Gaming set

Cantrip: Light Background: Bettor (Build Your Own Background) Languages: Common, Infernal, Celestial Proficiency: Athletics, Intimidation (Expertise), Persuasion, Acrobatics, Deception

Feats: Heavy Armor Master, Heavy Weapon Master, Polearm Master, Tough, Lucky, Piercer, Alert

Boon of Irresistible Offense

Ability Score Increase: Increase your Strength or Dexterity score by 1, to a maximum of 30. Overcome Defenses: The Bludgeoning, Piercing, and Slashing damage you deal always ignores Resistance. Overwhelming Strike: When you roll a 20 on the d20 for an attack roll, you can deal extra damage to the target equal to the ability score increased by this feat. The extra damage’s type is the same as the attack’s type.