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serasvictoria · 4 years

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5 Fanworks Meme

Rules: it’s time to love yourselves! choose your 5 (ish) favorite works you created in the past year (fics, art, edits, etc.) and post or link them below to reflect on the amazing things you brought into the world in 2020. tag as many writers/artists/etc. as you want (fan or original) so we can spread the love and link each other to awesome works!

Got tagged by @plavapticica (ages ago, I do apologise)

I tag @schreiberpablo (gifs!), @basilone (fic and gifs!) and @itstheheebiejeebies (wallpapers!). I’m not expecting anyone to do this by the way, not in the least because today is the last day of the year. It took me that long to decide to actually post this.

This is kinda difficult for me since the only writing I do nowadays is strictly for myself and I never share it, but I’ll bite. So the only thing I have to share are excerpts really. Or just the one in this case since I’m not particularly comfortable in sharing most of the crap that I write which is why it took me so long to post this.

I don’t think I’m a particularly good writer (trust me, I am well aware of my limitations) and the only writing that I even shared with others was for BBC’s Robin Hood (Allan, baby, those damn writers did you so wrong) and the last time that I wrote for an RP site was in 2012 so... long time ago. I also have a very hard time finishing things. During this batshit crazy year I finished a fic that I started writing almost 10 years ago. I shit you not.

So here, have an excerpt. And it would probably make sense if I posted something from earlier on the story, but I didn’t. Nothing I do makes sense basically. It’s just what I’m like.

Ronald Speirs (Band of Brothers)

Catherine headed outside, eyes immediately drawn towards the sky which was streaked pink, purple and blue as the sun set. When it was quiet and peaceful like this, she had to keep reminding herself that the only reason that she was even here to begin with was because there was a war on.

When she heard a lighter being lit to her left, she was momentarily startled. Looking to the side, she saw her CO sitting on the ground, leaning against the building.

“Admiring the sunset, sir?”

“Something like it.”

“Want some company?”

She took his silence as consent and sat down next to him, taking care not to invade his personal space too much. He produced a packet of cigarettes and held it out to her. She was well aware of the fact that he offered them to everyone just to see the terrified looks on their faces, but he never got one of those from her. She’d been accepting his smokes before the rumours surrounding him had even started so she could hardly stop taking them now, even if he would think nothing of it if she suddenly started refusing them. Besides, he hadn’t pulled a gun on her yet.

Looking ahead of her at the brilliant display that Mother Nature was putting on, she said, “It looks like a painting.”

“Does it?”

“Like Turner himself might have painted it.” She took a drag and added, “Sun Setting over a Lake.”

“No lake here, Taylor.”

“We’re not in Switzerland either.” When she looked at him, she found him staring at her questioningly. How he looked in the fading light took her breath away for a few seconds and made her think that some painters would have jumped on the chance to be able to paint him. “He liked to paint there.”

“How do you even know those things?”

“My father’s an art teacher. So I’ve been spoon-fed that kind of stuff ever since I was a kid.” She tapped on her temple before continuing, “My mind’s full of all kinds of useless information like that. Like Raphael being only 37 when he died. Or how Botticelli had initially trained as a goldsmith.”

“Who?”

“Sandro Botticelli. Italian Renaissance painter. The Birth of Venus?” The look on his face told her that he had no idea what she was talking about. “Naked blonde girl on top of a big shell?” Still nothing. “Bet if I showed you one of those pinup drawings from Esquire that you’d recognise those.”

“That’s different. I like those.”

“Philistine.”

He didn’t reply, merely offering a little half smile before turning his head to look at the sky again so she did the same. She smoked the rest of her cigarette in silence and kept sitting there until the brilliant display of colours was over and nothing but a small strip of red could be seen on the horizon as the sky above it gradually kept going darker.

She’d look at him out of the corner of her eye at times, but he hardly even seemed to notice her presence. He wasn’t really the talkative sort and she had to admit to herself that she quite liked that. If she wanted to talk complete and utter bullshit, she’d seek out one of the other guys. If she wanted silence, Speirs was her best bet. Though he did sometimes seem ever so slightly bewildered that she actively sought out his company at times, but she also expected that if he didn’t want her to sit with him that he’d tell her to fuck off and as long as he didn’t explicitly tell her that, she would continue sitting with him in silence like this.

#band of brothers #ronald speirs #fic

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gascon-en-exil · 4 years

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Mercilessly Judging the Men of Fòdlan: The Alliance

It’s been a long time coming, over eight months in fact, but now that it may be assumed that the last of the DLC has been released and the fandom as a whole has settled comfortably into its various camps I think there’s no better time than now to answer that burning question: how raunchily, outrageously gay can the male cast of Three Houses possibly be? For those unfamiliar with this fun little series of mine, I’ve been applying my extensive knowledge and experience of gay male sex and hookup culture to the men of Fire Emblem, originally as a way of reckoning with the refusal of the games themselves to provide me with any worthwhile self-insert M/M content. I stand by that premise for FE16 - you all know how absolutely nothing appeals to me about m!Byleth or his prospects on that score - but in the years since my first outing of merciless judgment with Awakening that idea has expanded into something broader, an imaginative modern AU of sorts where all these guys are into men (if not always exclusively) and willing to put themselves out there in the lewd and semi-anonymous world of hookup apps in search of their preferred carnal delights.

A note on organization before we begin, as this material is too long to cram into one post. Excluding Byleth (as Avatars and their spawn always are for this project) there are twenty-one playable male characters in Three Houses. This makes for an even threeway division to preserve the eponymous conceit of the game, but not a particularly neat one. Aligned with the Leicester Alliance I therefore have below the male Deer, Almyran and former Goneril indentured servant Cyril, runaway Alliance noble Balthus, and Alois because his biography states that he’s the son of a merchant family. The Alliance is the nation most associated with successful mercantilism, so there.

The Empire

The Kingdom

Claude

Indecipherable from the start. The alluring shirtless selfie and goofy profile read like a fun and easy lay, but rather than sending nudes he engages in long meandering conversations that last for days or weeks before the first meeting. An expert at drawing people out while revealing almost nothing of himself in return, this takes on more literal dimensions when talk and pictures get more explicit; he’ll respond to dick and ass pics with vaguely positive emojis but deflect repeated requests to send some of his own, but he’s so disarmingly chatty that few guys get angry about this. In-person encounters are similarly frustrating in a way that’s hard to convey, as he’s eager to get his hookups naked and cumming via whatever method expedites the process with as little effort on his part. He’s left more than one satisfied but confused partner wondering some time after their meeting if he’s even really into guys at all, or if he’s playing out some weird service kink or vicarious voyeurism. Whatever the case he’s not much the dating type, not because he’s closeted or non-monogamous but because he has other priorities that don’t mesh well with long-term companionship. A shame too, when he’s become a permanent part of the masturbatory fantasies of many a man with whom he’s had even the briefest of encounters (particularly tops, who see in him a cocky bottom who desperately needs to get wrecked). That’s mostly all it is with him though: just fantasies, quick and dirty and unfulfilling because sex is apparently little more than a means for him to connect with people who may help him reach something bigger. Open-minded about his partners’ kinks, but is extremely touchy about race play; he’s aware that he has an ambiguous look about him, and does not appreciate anyone bringing that up even if the intention is completely innocent.

Favored erotic tea time subjects: your erogenous zones, your fetishes, your guilty pleasures

Favored gift: a lavish dinner, not for the expense but for the pleasure of sharing it

Lorenz

You may not like the hair, or the overwrought floral motif, or the polite but pointed way he pursues dates with the men he’s scoping out, but it’s undeniable that his reputation precedes him as someone who is known and who is worth knowing in the community. He’s not as slutty as that suggests, far from it, but he does enjoy his lunch dates and his inordinately expensive shopping dates and generally being as publicly social as it is humanly possible to be. Has an assortment of fem bottom BFFs on speed dial who are always up to the minute with him on social media, but it turns out he’s more versatile than his age and his...expressive fashion sense might imply. Would absolutely love a boyfriend, but judges all his dates in every aspect and considers least of all the size of their dick or what they know to do with it. It’s unusual for him to run across a guy who’s as well-educated and career-oriented as himself who also meets his admittedly snobbish criteria regarding class, and most of the time when he does they make better friends than marriage candidates. Cannot abide poor manners in or out of bed, and has corresponding expectations about proper condom use and prep (also PreP) and won’t hesitate to interrupt a makeout session with a lecture on not fingering him when he just ate an hour ago and he hasn’t had the chance to use an enema yet. Jock types do little for him, although he does have this one celebrity crush of that sort that he holds dear to his heart precisely because it will never, ever happen (although, he does happen to move in adjacent circles....).

Favored erotic tea time subjects: office sex, hustlers, the tea itself...not like that

Favored gift: his crush’s contact info, also measurements if he can get them

Raphael

His selfies come in two varieties, gym and food, and this perfectly sums him up as a person and a friend and sexual partner. Sociable but not particularly quick-witted, his conversations are filled with emojis and exclamation points and it’s not very long before he’s making invitations to hang out at either his favorite fitness center or one of his many favorite restaurants. Don’t expect much from the latter however, as he favors quantity over quality. Is more or less the perfect boyfriend if you like them big and dumb, and on some level he knows this because he’s clearly comfortable with who he is and the goals he’s set for himself, both in body weight and in life in general. Even nicer, he likes skinny nerds just as much as he likes guys who can hold their own (or even surpass him) during workouts, and he’ll try just about anything once. Not the most skilled at topping or giving head or anything else that demands precision in action, but he’ll always give his best effort anyway. Besides, he makes a great bottom, with enough cushion and stamina to take a really hard pounding and jerk himself to completion in just about the time it takes for him to coax his partner to orgasm. A simple man with simple tastes and an insatiable appetite for food and pleasure and good company, and if it comes to it a sweet and devoted familial sort as well. Doesn’t have much of an imagination for kinks, but the person who shows him how to combine food with sex might be on the receiving end of a marriage proposal right then and there.

Favored erotic tea time subjects: sexy workouts, feeders, power bottoms

Favored gift: food, especially if you get into watching him eat it

Ignatz

Fucking an art student is always a unique experience, and he’s determined not to disappoint. More likely to share pictures of his latest projects than nudes up front, although he welcomes receiving them himself as he’s quick to explain that he draws his influence from all areas of his life. Has a particular fascination with the kind of unintentional eroticism found in certain religious art, which is more likely to be found quietly perplexing than offensive in hookup spaces. Is shy and relatively untested when it comes to sex, and as such he’s a natural fit for tops who love to break in new twinks. Said tops may have to put up with his request to sketch them in the bed or on his sofa afterwards though, because apparently the nude models in his classes just can’t compare to the men who ten minutes prior had their dicks in him. As he gets older and acquires more familiarity with the medium he’ll start to gravitate more toward guys of a similar age and disposition as himself, who can be subjects for his art without the constant demanding to get off. (They still get off with him of course, but he has trouble convincing the less understanding that that’s not his first priority.) Sometimes too he’ll just want someone to cuddle with and tell him that he’s good at what he does and isn’t making any questionable life choices. However, with art being the uncertain career that it is he may find himself one day having to reconcile himself to a sugar daddy to spare him from a mind-numbing day job - or worse, admitting to whatever disapproving relation(s) he’s got that he screwed up his professional prospects and isn’t doing so hot in the dating scene either. Never quite loses his mawkishness in bed, but hopefully he’ll get past his public anxieties with a bit more success. Is not really into the gym bunny types, although they love him to death and he has to admit that all that toned musculature is easy to work with. Keeps the glasses on during sex, or at least until he has an accident with them.

Favored erotic tea time subjects: artistic nudes, sexy statuary, missionary (he likes to watch the top)

Favored gift: a set of professionally done nude selfies, for modeling

Alois

A loving and devoted husband and father, he’s only in the app space because a friend made a joke about them and he just had to check it out. Utterly clueless on the terminology and the rules of etiquette, such as they are, for a place where it’s considered perfectly acceptable to begin conversation with a picture of your erect cock. Needless to say he completely misunderstands the term “daddy” in this context, thinking it naturally applied to him without being aware of all the horny twinks that would be hitting him up as a result. Will eventually be prodded, laughing and blushing the whole time, into taking and sharing some mildly saucy selfies, and the boys go wild for his literal dad bod and hair in just the right places (including on his face; the handlebar variation is a few decades out of date, but that just makes him more endearing in a dorky retro way). It’s not clear initially whether he’s even attracted to men, but after a few months of chatting and swapping pics and perhaps furtively jerking off to the ones he gets he might agree to a discreet encounter or two. Well, they would be discreet if he weren’t always so loud, and if he didn’t always resist everyone’s immediate impulse to shove a dick in his mouth just to get him to shut up by coming up with yet another dumb joke. Doesn’t get much further than the idea of oral anyway, as he’s not the most sexual guy to start with and he can’t quite get past the immature giggling over ass play. Not a bad jerkoff buddy when it’s all said and done provided you can stand all the puns, nor is he all that bad to look at or cuddle with afterwards once he figures out that guys like his hugs too. One can only wonder what his wife thinks of all this.

Favored erotic tea time subjects: (bad) sex jokes, porn, glory holes

Favored gift: links to daddy porn, so he’ll finally figure it out

Cyril

Born into a rough background and forced to get by in some difficult circumstances has left him hardworking to a fault - emphasis on “fault.” His greatest act of teenage rebellion was to be aggressively not rebellious, and he still hasn’t grown out of that mentality as he’s quick to scorn his more carefree and hedonistic peers and wouldn’t even be on the apps at all were he not so privately, guiltily horny all the time. As may be expected this mentality wins him few admirers and even fewer friends, of any age, the more so because he’s inexperienced and still figuring out exactly what he wants from a sexual encounter. Will bottom but has a complex about the implications, but unfortunately most of the guys willing to hook up with him are tops and expect to get it in at least for a little while. Manages better when it comes to swapping head, having experimented with his more adventurous friends in school. His fastidiousness and unusually good eyesight lead him to subconsciously fixate on his partners’ minor bodily blemishes, and since pointing those out never goes over well he’s taking to prefer sex in the dark. He’s absolutely not looking for a daddy and is annoyed at the suggestion, just as much as he’s annoyed by guys who try to turn pillow talk into impromptu therapy sessions regarding his past. Will take a few more years and probably some time away at school to properly find his footing; there’s a no-nonsense if slightly insecure top buried under the fading twinkish exterior, and provided he learns out to mellow out a bit he could be quite popular one day.

Favored erotic tea time subjects: circle jerks, docking, race play (which he feels guilty about)

Favored gift: a cock ring, for those size woes

Balthus

He was on the wrestling team in school and acquired a notable reputation for his strength and skill in a brawl, although it was also at this time that he realized he was getting hard every time he would throw down with another guy. Deflects this with an exaggerated womanizing demeanor and a blank profile announcing only that he’s looking and saving even the headless torso shot - impressive though that shot is - for messaging. Gets handjobs and blowjobs and occasionally tops, all NSA and very discreet, but his internalized insecurities fortunately do not extend to his partners. This is probably because his preferred types are either closeted muscle bros like himself or self-confident young bottoms with no patience to take anything from him except a hard fuck and a thick load. His awkward younger days will be long past him before he learns to open up to anything more than that, and even then it’s unlikely that he’ll be very relationship-minded. Has to be educated by more experienced partners on lube and prepping a bottom, and it’ll take a lot of drinks and a lot of convincing to get him to try eating ass (he will though, eventually). Bottoming himself is out of the question except perhaps with the most dedicated of vers guys, but put him on the mat with another total top and there are good odds that someone’s going to end up penetrated before it’s over. Speaking of odds, is terrible with money and not domestic in the slightest, but he’s got a rich family that he can theoretically fall back on in a pinch. Not really boyfriend material, more like the ideal perpetually naked roommate with wandering eyes and a boundless libido.

Favored erotic tea time subjects: erotic wrestling, dirty talk, praise kink

Favored gift: a harness and matching jockstrap, he’s got a thing for gear

#Fire Emblem #FE16 #Fire Emblem Three Houses

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vivi-theakuneko · 5 years

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Hi, um, could you um, may I ask for a description for the differences between the 4GOmens please? Cause I only know the TV version. Please. Thank you. Sorry.

In my opinion, they are not that different. They are all from the same characters and it was just people interpreting them differently. Even the actors had different portrayals. It will take a long time to type out what they all are like, with evidence and all.

That said, I am in no way speaking for the fandom. And I will try not going too much into details because I will write up a deeper character interpretation and post on AO3 for my Four of a Kind AU.

Overview: All Crowleys has some sort of anxiety? Radio sounds the most suave though. All Aziraphales are cute but the others are much less nervous than TV. Radio and Book had no fear/ little fear about their respective sides. 1992 Script: Crowley is the scared one (like a reverse of TVOmens)

Book!Omens: Married each other at least a millenia ago already. They have gone through all the exploring each other and the whole lovey dovey phase. Now they are acting like really old friends rather than a couple. Annoying one another to no end, but also exchange soft intimate moments.

Radio!Omens: Apparently the fandom agrees they gives out the friend-with-benefits vibe I love this (I am making use of it for my NSFW art too aha).

TV!Omens: A couple with a lot of ups and downs. It took them 6000 years of pining and yearning for each other, but couldn’t reach out due to their own fears (Thanks Gabriel). They are now just at the hand holding phase lol

1992 Script!Omens: I will be more detailed with this one because you probably cannot read the script anymore.

As Neil said, this is an AU he made up because he was forced to write a screenplay that was “not-too-much-like-the-book”. In this one Crowley owns a night-club, takes the role of the one pushing Aziraphale away (while in TV Series it was Aziraphale pushing Crowley away) in fear of Hell. Aziraphale in the script is a sunshine as always. It was unfortunate that Crowley here was depicted more mean-spirited than he was in the book.

What made the difference was that their demonic and angelic sides are amplified, probably to appeal to the studio executives. They probably didn’t want a soft demon. And so we had Crowley complaining about Earth being boring, wanting to go back to Hell, saying nasty things, mean things to his angel. Meanwhile Aziraphale is always smiling and clinging to the friendship between them. Not healthy at all. This is mostly why people hate the script.

(BUT guys… Neil must have written this not intending it to be a romantic relationship back in 1992. At most, this is a less than ideal friendship)

Oh and also Crowley lacks motivation to save the Earth. It made little sense why these two would risk working together to save the Earth. Aziraphale’s motivation wasn’t that clear either, unless I forgot something.

Note that this was a first-draft, not a final draft. I actually think if Neil had time and motivation to dive deeper into characterization (and more creative freedom), there could have been an interesting dynamic. As I called it, the sunshine and the pessimist.

Ok it is 3:11AM and I am rambling. Oof. Well, other fans must have better ideas, or completely opposite ideas. To me all are valid if you can back it up ;) I advise you to read the book, listen to the radio, BUT don’t read the 1992 Script like I did (Neil Gaiman didn’t want it to be leaked and people have since taken down the download links), to draw your own conclusion.

Related Links: Names and Nicknames | West’s job

P/s: People say this Crowley is horrible. Naturally of me, I protect the underdog. He said a lot of bad things to Aziraphale, and other people, but really, other characters changed as well. They all became so different.

BUT if you look closer. Crowley did stay true to the original. he was nervous, constantly stressed, more stressed than he was in the book even. And so him lashing out at Aziraphale, or saying mean things to him, or denying their friendship, can be explained. Also, Crowley is a great boss. He protects his employees, fight for their benefits. Awesome. I need him as my boss.

#good omens #aziraphale #1992script #GO Four of a Kind AU #Vivi4oK #catofapocalypse #doodles #ask #anon #Anonymous #wow sorry I rambled too long #oof

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sae-bae-ran · 5 years

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omg claude is so dreamy i adore him!! do you have any other three houses faves/crushes besides him? 👀

I KNOW, RIGHT?! Like, I was just casually crushing on him, but then daaamn, it suddenly hit me that he’s absolutely lovely and wonderful and now I’m head over heels for the man, haha! I absolutely adore him, too!

Hmm, let’s see.

I’m intrigued by Dimitri. I’ve only watched the Golden Deer route on YT, so I have no idea what happens in the Blue Lions route, but judging by his post-timeskip design (which is gorgeous btw, it does things to my heart) and behavior, things aren’t good. I wanna know more about his past and what drove him to become the man we see in the final stages of the game. And like I said - his design after the timeskip. Gorgeous. Stunning. I love it. Made me develop a crush on Dimitri, haha. ^^’

Next on my list is the man with the sharpest tongue in the whole wild world, and that is Felix himself. Usually characters like him come across as complete assholes, and I’m not gonna lie - sometimes he does, too, but more often than not I find myself understanding where he’s coming from. It’s refreshing. Plus, he’s actually a massive dork, so things are kinda balanced. Kinda. Besides, that dark hair + light eyes combo does things to me, lol.

Sylvain is kinda cute, too, but I don’t know much about him to be able to tell if he’s a fave or not, but design-wise - mmm, nicenicenice! All I know is that he’s super flirty and that kinda makes me think he’s doing that to hide some repressed emotions or a not-so-happy past.

Hilda also gradually grew on me and is now one of my female faves. I’m all too familiar with the whole “I don’t wanna disappoint anyone, so I’d better not get their expectations high” thingy. I don’t deal with it the same way she does, but I know how that feels, so with time I was able to appreciate her character more. I’m super curious about her supports, so one of those days I just have to watch them on YT!

Shamir. Oh, dear lord, SHAMIR. I’m having a gigantic girl crush on her. She’s so cool, composed, and just... ahhh. Dreamy. Cool. If you look up the definition of cool in the dictionary, you’ll see her picture there. Did I mention that she’s cool? She is. Like, very much so. I love her.

Sothis. I just have the tendency to like the supernatural/god-like/actual gods characters in most stories I consume. Sothis was interesting. A bit of a nagging presence at times, but also sooo... selfless and willing to help. And like, she made it look effortless. So much so that I feel like her impact on Byleth often goes unnoticed.

You’ll find almost all the other characters on my “honorable mentions” list. I just... have a lot of love and support to give to almost everyone in this game, haha. I wanna tell Ignatz that his art is gorgeous and that he should keep on drawing. I wanna praise Raphael on being such a caring big brother and a comforting presence. Nothing beats seeing his big smile after a huge battle! I also wanna tell Bernie that everything’s okay. I want her to know she’s safe among the people at the Garreg Mach Monastery. I’d like to tell Ingrid that she’s doing a great job as the “big sister”. I’d like to hear all of Annette’s songs and praise her for being such a hard-working young woman. I want to bake a cake for Lysithea and let her know it’s okay to act a bit childish every now and then. She deserves to let off some steam. And... yeah. I’ve grown attached to a lot of the students, haha.

What about you, nonny? Who are your faves and crushes? ^^

#answered #this got a lot longer than I thought it would #oooops ^^'#Anonymous

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krissidanielle · 6 years

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An Art History Primer

by Kristian Krawford

I spent many years studying art history in school and dearly loved it. So allow me a few moments to share the fruits of my education with you. Here is your art schooling without the cost of tuition. And you can really impress your friends with all your refinement!

We begin in Egypt from 3,000 to 330 BC. The style was marked by stiff figures in profile, subject matter was gods and goddesses, kings and queens, jackal-headed deities and the occasional cat. Egyptians were strong believers in the afterlife and decorated tombs with things they felt one needed in eternity.

Greece from 1200-200 BC. Not much art has survived from this period other than pots, all decorated in geometric patterns—zigzags, chevrons, checkerboards, diamonds. Also Homeric scenes and later some Kouroi statues.

Rome from 700 BC- AD 500. Virtually everything we know of Greek art comes to us from the Romans. They were the ultimate copycats, conquering the Greek world and plundering their treasures. They did the same to Egypt. They were the first art patrons and art collectors. A tradition that continued for centuries.

The Dark Ages AD 600-1350. This title is a misnomer as it was a very exciting time in the world. This was the era of beautiful churches, of Charlemagne (my own great-grandfather), the university and of some really beautiful art.

Charlemagne was King of the Franks and the first Holy Roman Emperor. His empire was called Carolingian and he set out to change the world. He built monasteries and churches, basilicas, murals, sculptures and frescoes—almost none of which have survived. What have survived are beautiful illuminated manuscripts from this time period, which is also called Romanesque because it draws on Roman models.

One way it was Roman-like was in its bigger and better churches. The architecture at the time, centered in Paris, was called Gothic by Giorgio Vasari, who intended it as an insult. It means “crude and barbaric.” Gothic style was simply the over decoration of a house of God. Elaborate stone tracery, crested finials, painted details—miscellaneous doodads. All crafted by anonymous artisans.

A French historian (Jules Michelet) coined the term Renaissance, meaning “rebirth,” in the 1800’s. And because the subject is so broad and involves so many artists, I could go on for pages. So for the sake of brevity, some things will receive only a passing mention.

The Renaissance can be divided into High and Low or Early and Late. The major artists of the Early Period were Giotto (first to paint three-dimensional people); Masaccio (mastered groups of figures); Lorenzo Ghiberti (spent 21 years working on the bronze doors of the Florence Baptistery aka. Gates of Paradise); Donatello (invented relief sculpture); and Filippo Brunelleschi (architect of the Duomo and first to apply the rules of perspective to art).

The major artists of the Late Period were: Sandro Botticelli (known for sensuous human forms, i.e. Birth of Venus); Leonardo da Vinci (arguably the most famous artist ever of the most famous painting ever, i.e. Mona Lisa); Michelangelo (started out in Florence, moved to Rome to paint the Sistine ceiling); Raphael (another darling of the papacy and one of my personal faves. I love School of Athens); Tintoretto (he closes out the High Renaissance with a Mannerist style); and Titian (greatest Venetian painter, he painted a lot of mythological subjects).

Some interest tidbits about Leonardo before closing out the Renaissance entirely. Leonardo wasn’t just an artist. He was a scientist, architect, engineer, draftsman, inventor and jack of all trades. He studied the human body by dissecting cadavers and imagined flight hundreds of years before the Wright brothers. He was interested in everything, yet finished almost nothing. He was a master of unfinished work. In fact, the Mona Lisa is one of only a handful of pieces he ever completed. And it was his personal favorite that he carried with him until his death. For centuries, Mona Lisa has remained an enigma. Not just her identity but her unusual expression. Is she or isn’t she smiling? According to Vasari, Leonardo painted a very melancholy sitter. He employed magicians, jesters and theatre performers to entertain her while he painted. It was while painting this portrait that he developed his sfumato technique (Italian for “like smoke”) in which colors and form subtly merge. It would become his trademark.

The Northern Renaissance is also divided into Low and High. These are the best known Low artists: Jan van Eyck (founder of Flemish painting, he painted the Ghent Altarpiece); Rogier van der Weyden (known for attention to detail and portraits of nobles); and Hieronymous Bosch (known for fantastical landscapes of a dark, medieval world).

The High Artists of the Northern Renaissance are: Albrecht Durer (not to my liking but this German artist is known for his engravings and woodcuts); and Pieter Breughel the Elder (Flemish painter known for allegories and parables of peasant life).

Baroque came after the Renaissance. It was a time of courtly festivals and royal ceremony. The term meant to be an insult—“degenerate.” Caravaggio was the most famous Baroque artist. A rogue character (even tried for murder), he was a naturalistic painter known for dramatic light. He placed ordinary people in his paintings of religious subjects. Scandalous! Peter Paul Rubens painted nobles while El Greco was known for his elongated figures. Rembrandt, considered the greatest Dutch painter ever, was known for his unusual lighting in which he made the most ordinary of people look mysterious. Jan Vermeer, also known for interesting light effects, enjoyed painting the Dutch bourgeoisie. Lastly, Velazquez was a great Spanish painter most interested in royalty.

From the 1700’s to the 19th century, there were four major art movements: Rococo, Neoclassicism, Romanticism, and Realism.

Rococo (c. 1730-1800) was art of the boudoir. It was a flirty, fanciful way of decorating the canvas. The main artists (all French) were Francois Boucher, Jacques-Louis David (I can’t stand that guy), Jean-Auguste Dominique Ingres, Eugène Delacroix and Gustave Courbet.

Neoclassicism (c. 1750-1820) was a genre in which artists copies the simple designs and restrained ornament of the ancient Greeks and Romans. The main artists Jacques-Louis David (I still can’t stand him), Antonio Canova, Jean-Antoine Houdon (known for his amazing bust sculptures of Ben Franklin and George Washington) and Jean-Dominique Ingres.

Romanticism (c. 1780-1850) was melodramatic portrayals of imaginary subjects. The best known artists were Eugène Delacroix, Francisco de Goya and William Blake—a wonderful writer who illustrated his poems.

Realism (c. 1848-1875) was basically a reaction to the excesses of Romanticism and some Neoclassicism. In this movement, it was the Americans who led the way. Many were painting beautiful landscapes of their young nation on large canvases. The landscapists were Thomas Cole, Frederic Edwin Church, Albert Bierstadt and Thomas Moran. Realist artists were Winslow Homer and Thomas Eakins.

Ah, Impressionism! Who doesn’t love it? It all began in 1874 when a group of Paris-based artists who’d been rejected by the Salon were mockingly called “Impressionists” by the April 25th issue of Le Charivari magazine. The name stuck. The style itself was marked by a close observation of nature whereby marks of pure color are placed side by side to create the effects of light on the canvas. They also differed in subject matter, tossing out literary subjects, mythology, and even history. They focused instead on scenes of everyday life. They also abandoned contour, modeling and precise details.

Though Èdouard Manet is the founding father of Impressionism, it is Claude Monet who is most often associated with it. Other stars are: Edgar Degas (he favored ballet dancers); Auguste Renoir (young women and rosy-cheeked girls); Alfred Sisley (the only Brit in the mix); and Mary Cassatt (the only American and most famous woman).

From 1874 to 1886, the Impressionists exhibited together a total of 8 times, but long before they broke up, the members were moving on to other things.

Post-Impressionism is a catch-all term to describe all the art that came after Impressionism. It also relied on the use of bright colors and splashy brushwork, but differed in what artists were feeling and saying. The stars of this movement were: Georges Seurat (inventor of Pointillism and a personal fave); Paul Gaugin (the native-loving man of bright colors); Vincent Van Gogh (most mad and magnetizing); and Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec (decorative posters of cabaret life).

Expressionism was marked by sometimes violent colors, abstract forms and emotional subjects. The big Expressionists were: Edvard Munch; Henri Matisse (inventor of Fauvism); Wassily Kandinsky (inventor of Abstraction); and Amadeo Modigliani (lover of long, lean bodies and necks); and the Viennese love-chronicler, Gustav Klimt.

Cubism is my least favorite genre so will receive scant mention here. It was the first totally abstract art movement—not at all representational—relying on geometric forms. Created by Pablo Picasso and Georges Braque, they were influenced by Cézanne, modern science and African masks.

Dada was a brief European anti-art movement that sprang up after WW1. It spawned the likes of Marcel Duchamp, Max Ernst and Man Ray. I take back what I said about Cubism being my least favorite. Dada is.

Surrealism came after Dada and although it was primarily a literary movement, it translated well into art. Basically about the relationship between dreams and the unconscious, this movement gave us Marc Chagall, Joan Miró and Salvador Dalí.

Constructivism was another brief art genre, this one centered in Russia. It spawned no internationally known starts, only regional artists on a mission.

Abstract Expressionism was about bigness—big canvases, big brushes, big cans of house paint, big male egos. It was also almost totally American. The main men were: Jackson Pollock (big drips and splatters); Willem de Kooning (brushy abstractions); and Mark Rothko (large blocks of color).

Pop Art is populist art. It’s representational and easily comprehensible. It’s spawned some very famous artists—Jasper Johns, Robert Rauschenberg, Andy Warhol and Roy Lichtenstein, to name a few. These artists rejected nature and instead focused on the manmade.

Minimalism came after Pop Art and spawned Frank Stella and a few minor artists.

So what genre is the art of today and where is it headed? Well, all the art since is generally lumped into the category of post-modernism and involves artists deriving their work from both natural and manmade sources. Today artists even use a third source—the wonderfully human imagination. Artists also create their work from many different mediums. Today, we have oil painters, acrylic artists, watercolorists, charcoal and pencil artists, collage artists and even mixed-media artists who use a combination of all of the above to create their unique works. And let’s not forget digital artists who create their imaginary worlds entirely on computer. Though future historians will have a difficult time categorizing the art of today, one thing is for certain: they won’t lack for interesting and beautiful paradigms to study.

#art history #artessay #artists #artprimer #arteducation #essays #essay #fyi #so you know #valuableinformation #goodstuff #artthroughtheages #history

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nei-ning · 7 years

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From Different Dimension CH8

Ah damn, I realized I have forgot to post this in here LOOONG time ago! So here you go! Sorry for writing mistakes. **********

* This fic will be about 2014 turtles. There might be mild tcest parts in future chapters! -- I hadn’t had much of sleep last night. Too many thoughts about repairing Battle Shell rolled in my mind and at times I felt desperation sneak into my mind. What if I couldn’t fix her? Shut it, Donnie, shut it! Of course I could fix her! I had fix and build so many things in my life that fixing her wouldn’t be nothing – except time consuming. Working alone with it was a challenge what I loved however. When I last time had looked the clock it had been 4:57am. A perfect time to get up and go to work in garage. I worked in silence, keeping the volume of my working as minimum and low as possible. That’s why I only focused on finding working wires what I would need to lights, turn signal, windscreen wipers, radio and so on. I found good among of working wires so I decided to check under her to see how much new metals I would need there. While laying under her on my shell I noticed 2 small light green legs coming towards me. Pushing myself out under the vehicle I came face to face with little Leo who looked at me head slightly bend to the left. “Good morning, Leo.” He gave me one of his sweetest smiles nodding back at me. “I uh… Hope I didn’t wake you up.” and he only shook his head. Hesitating a moment and poking his toe on the floor he sat next to me and looked under Battle Shell. “She’s a very big mess but don’t worry, I can fix her.” After a moment of silence little Leo jumped up with wide smile on his face repeatedly pointing at himself. “You… Want to help me to fix her?” He nodded so eagerly I started to fear his head would fall off and that would be something what I couldn’t be able to fix. Laughing a bit with kindness I tapped his shoulder. “Alright, alright. You can help me. Let’s get to work then, shall we?”

Lowering welding helmet’s glass on my eyes I started to weld two bigger and thick pieces of metal together… after making sure little Leo was out of sight and not looking the light of course. I have to say having little Leo there handing me small items what I managed to describe to him was fun and it made my work faster and easier since I didn’t need to run back and forth all the time. Sudden tapping on my shoulder made me jump and almost drop welding rod with yelp. Lifting dark glass off on my eyes I heard silent chuckle behind. I faced none other than my oldest brother who had his eye ridge lifted in asking way while there was small smile on his face. “Too deep in your work again I see.” “Sorry, Leo, but you know how I am.” Taking the helmet off I gave him my back, making clean and empty spot to it on the table. “Did you need or want something?” “Actually yes. I need and want you in the kitchen. Dinner’s ready and I don’t want you to miss it. You need to fuel yourself so you can work.” “Dinner? Is clock so much already?!” “Time flies when you’re having fun, right?” Turning to look at empty tray further away in stool Leonardo smiled a bit. “I’m happy to see you have eat all the little snacks what little Leo has bring you.” “Of course. I mean I couldn’t had say no. It would had made the poor boy cry.” “I see. Well, I hope you will show up at dinner table. He’s waiting you there already. He insisted of having a seat next to you.” All this my brother said while walking away from me. I must admit it felt nice to know little Leo wanted to sit next to me and was waiting. Taking a look of the work load behind me I sighed deeply but decided to go to eat. My workload wouldn’t get any smaller or bigger if I sat down and enjoyed some time with my family. After all I knew they felt bad when I spend too much time working instead of being with them. I know they love me and I love them so spending some time with them is only fair. – After dining I returned back to my workload, little Leo right behind me. It was nice to see him so happy and eager to help me. We spend hours on working together fixing Battle Shell and it started to come together piece by piece. We both stood side by side while watching our handy work with approving nods. “What do you think? Looks pretty good, huh?” Little Leo laughed clapping his hands together eagerly while jumping still a bit. He must have been feeling proud of our work. “But this is all what we currently can do for her. I made a list of the items what I need to keep on repairing her. Can you get the list from the desk, please?” Little Leo nodded eagerly and ran to long desk at the back wall, but stopped. I watched him staying still and soon I heard silent sobs. What was wrong? Worried with confusion I made my way through the stuff next to Leo, looking down at him. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?” Leonardo slowly lifted his hand, pointing one finger at two papers on the desk. I didn’t understand… It took me a lot of thinking before one reason hit my mind. “You can’t… read?” Little head nodded few times, small hands wiping tears away from him eyes. Of course. It all made so much sense! Splinter in his world had never taught him to read and now that there was two paper on the desk Leo didn’t know which one I was asking for. Kneeling down I placed hand on his small shell, rubbing it gently. “Hey, it’s okay. No need to cry over this, Leo. It’s all good.” Sobbing he turned to look at me with big teary eyes and I once more convinced him that all was good. “Say, can you count?” He looked unsure but he lifted up 4 fingers. So he at least could count on four. Probably because of he and his brothers. Sighing I stood up rubbing my chin. This was something what I needed to inform my brothers about. How come we never hadn’t see or realize this before? – In that same evening we all had gather in living room after Raphael had put little Leo to sleep in his bed. He had fall asleep pretty quick, probably being exhausted after all that working and then little playing with Mikey. Raphael approached us and it never stopped to amaze me how he could move so silently while being so big and raw pile of muscles. He sat on the floor to collect little Leo’s drawing supplies as Leo’s focus turned on me. “So what did you want to talk about, Donnie?” “Oh yes. Um, I noticed today that little Leo has some issues.” “What issues?” Raphael’s head instantly snapped up as he snarled slightly. Little Leo was so precious to him that I couldn’t blame him from his reaction. Pushing my glasses better on their place I continued. “It seems he can’t read or count. Splinter in his time never taught him. He knows how to count to number 4 but that’s all.” “That’s awful!” “Shhh!” “Keep your voice down, Mikey.” “Sorry.” Master Splinter had join us as well and was now stroking his beard, being deep in thoughts. “Then we must help and teach him if he so desires.” “I agree with Master Splinter.” Leonardo stated turning his gaze from father on us. “But how we do it?” “I suggest this; Leonardo and Donatello can teach him to read. Michelangelo teach him to write and Raphael, you teach him to count.” “Why Mikey get to teach him writing?! He has the most horrible handwriting!” Of course Raphael needed to protest but father lifted his hand to silent my rebel brother. “Because Michelangelo needs to practice focusing. This is perfect task for him.” Father couldn’t hide his smile when Mikey started to whine. “So it’s settled. Don and I teach him to read in turns. Mikey teach him to write and Raph count. But let’s try to keep it as easy and fun to him as possible.” “No offensive, sensei, but what are you teaching him?” Leonardo asked turning to face father better. “I’m teaching him to play piano since he has no interest of any kind towards martial arts. And with my leg still healing I wouldn’t even be able to teach him. But I must say he has improve a lot with his skill of playing piano in this short time.” “I really want to hear him playing it someday.” “You will, my son. But it’s getting late. I recommend you all to go to bed and sleep. Teaching little Leo will start tomorrow. You all take turns to teach him at least one hour per day for now on.” “Yes, sensei!” Leonardo escorted father to his room and bed while the rest of us went to our own beds. I wasn’t tired however so I made a little schedule of our turns to teach little Leo but my focus was cut off when Leonardo came next to me, looking down at me, gently taking paper and pencil out of my hands, placing them away. “You don’t need to teach anyone yet. Go to sleep. You will need it. Oh, and one more thing – No staying awake whole nights now anymore. As long as we need to teach little Leo, we can’t have you staying awake all nights and then be dead tired when teaching him.” “Somehow I saw that coming.” I murmured while removing glasses off on my face, placing them on small wall shelf next to my bed. Wishing Leonardo good night I heard him walking away, turning lights off, only leaving small lights there and there. I really loved to fall asleep when there was dim lights on in our lair.

#tmnt #tmnt2014 #from different dimension #leonardo #raphael #donatello #michelangelo #little leo #splinter #neis writing #neis fic #text

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dmagedgoods · 6 months

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Raphael Romance Event

Reminder: To celebrate the 1000 signatures for our Raphael petition some weeks ago, there will be the Raphael Romance Event. WHAT IS THE TASK? Create a romance scene/moment between Raphael and your Tav/Dark Urge/OC of choice. It doesn't have to be romantic in the very sense of the word. Of course, it can be, but there are many options. Make it sappy or make it bitter, make it happy or sad, sweet or heavy, a bit spicy or very vague, make it a cocky exchange, something dark and threatening, anything that works for you. Is he only toying with the MC? Manipulating them? Struggling with genuine feelings? Showing a softer side? Something else entirely? It's up to you! Once I have gathered the submissions, I will make a google doc with our collected pieces and send it to Larian via the known channels I used for the petition too, showing them how much we love that devil, thanking them for giving him to us and maybe inspire them, who knows. I will also post it here on tumblr for anyone to enjoy. 💕 UNTIL WHEN? The last day to post it or to send it my way is May 31, 2024. HOW DO I SUBMIT SOMETHING? By posting it on tumblr, using the tag makeraphaelromanceable and tagging me, or by sending it to me directly, either here on tumblr or straight to my Discord account. WHAT FORMS OF SUBMISSION ARE ALLOWED?

stories (around 1500 words maximum, please not much more to not overwhelm them with text)

paintings, drawings

comics (not more than an A4 page of content)

edits (not more than an A4 page of content)

videos made from in-game material or using mods

WHAT ARE THE RULES?

The piece must include your Tav, Dark Urge, or OC of choice and Raphael (not Haarlep alone, though of course, Haarlep can be part of it).

Originally, I said one submission per person but I think we won't be too many to handle the material, so you can submit a second piece if you can't decide.

It doesn't matter if you already posted or published your submission anywhere else or how old it is.

Not more than 1500 words of writing.

Not more than an A4 page of content for comics and edits; I know this is vague, I don't want to limit things too much but I also try to keep things balanced.

No NSFW, no gore.

No dead dove topics, no insults.

No AI-created writing or art.

Post it with the tag makeraphaelromanceable and at me in it (dmagedgoods) so I don’t miss it or just send it to me directly here on tumblr or on Discord.

#bg3 #baldurs gate 3 #raphael #bg3 raphael #raphael bg3 #baldur's gate #baldur's gate 3 #haarlep #larian #larian studios #makeraphaelromanceable

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littleplasticrat · 8 months

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Behind the canvas: Painting 'Finally getting that drink'

This is a post about some of my thoughts while painting Rugan's pin-up for this month. Some technical ideas, rambling and mild nudity below the cut.

Inspo and references

The pin-ups of Gil Elvgren are on the left, and 'Elspeth Resplendent' by Anna Steinbauer is on the right.

Elvgren is one of my favourite artists and I spent some time looking through a book of his collected work to see what ideas I could take for this pin-up project. The things that jumped out at me were:

The women felt like 'subjects' rather than 'objects'. There's some implication of hobbies, an inner life. They're often in the middle of doing something when they're captured on the canvas.

The subjects know they're being looked at, and they are taking it as an opportunity to flirt (signalled through eye contact, coquettish facial expressions and body language). It feels like a conversation between viewer and viewed.

Parts of the body may be exposed, but the eye is drawn back and forth between the subject's face and more titillating parts of the image.

I knew that I wanted to show Rugan in a similar setup, then; in this case, he's halfway through dinner and then catches sight of the viewer. His eye contact and smirk are flirtatious and mirror what you see of him in Act 1.

I initially wanted the pose to mirror Elspeth's in this beautiful Magic the Gathering planeswalker art by Anna Steinbauer, whose work I am obsessed with. Since I started taking art seriously, it's been my goal to paint for MtG, so I often try to study from artists whose illustrations I admire.

However, I didn't want to copy her pose or the composition of the piece. Don't get me wrong, I'm not above doing this - but I felt it just didn't work with the subject. The horizon line (shown in red) is very low. This is a gnome-level view of Elspeth. And I didn't want to place the viewer at the eye level of Rugan's penis.

I kept the composition similar in some other aspects though - there's still a T shape (pale green) that draws the eye to the focal point (pink). I did some sketches where Rugan is leaning forwards/sideways in the same way as Elspeth is, but I feel that this final leaning-back pose demonstrates more dominant body language and allows me to paint the musculature of his torso in more detail. This acts almost as a 'ladder' that draws the viewer's eye up and down between the two focal points of the nude variant.

Painting

I've already said quite a lot on a post that was supposed to be short, so I'll keep it brief here and write more about the painting of Gortash and Raphael (February and March respectively).

It's been quite a while since I've tackled such a detailed painting, so I had to do some research/studies to remind myself of some helpful rendering rules:

Veins beneath pale skin might look blue, but they're actually just a desaturated version of the same colour. There are other parts of this image where the veins are particularly lovely. I'll leave that to your imagination.

2. Highlights on leather are not as saturated as you'd expect until you get to the most reflective part of the material. Also, a good texture brush can work wonders.

3. I try to use as few layers as possible when painting, but I remembered the importance of putting design detail on a separate Multiply layer. Multiply allows the layer to modify/darken the layers below, so you can more easily add detail that follows the shape of the object. For example, the body hair or the snake's head going over the chest. If I were painting traditionally, I'd have had to put in a lot more effort. With Multiply layers, it's one colour. Nice! I got a great tip from @dustdeepsea about the blue-ish tint that tattoos, particularly older ones, can get. I felt like this massive tat is not something that Rugan has had done recently, so I added a Gaussian blur as well.

Well, if you got this far, thanks for reading! This is a great way for me to reflect and record what I've learned from the painting. I want to paint sexy stuff, but I also want to keep improving as an artist!

Keep an eye out for updates on my next pin-up, who will be Lord Enver Gortash. Time to practice using my hair/fur brushes 🥵🥵

#rugan #digital painting #digital illustration #illustration #pin up #male pinup #bg3 fanart #bg3 #painting diary #male pin-up #male pin up

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turtle-inserts · 7 years

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3. Your First Christmas (Raph x reader)

The reader is a master of mixed martial arts, traveling around the world to train and learn different forms of martial arts with her father all while battling a severe illness in their lungs, but this is their first christmas home in a long time, will a certain turtle be able to keep her warm?

FIRST

I was huddled in my winter jacket on my way to the lair, coffee in one hand and two boxes of pizza in the other. A strange combination in my opinion, but the guys loved pizza so I thought I'd surprise them with it! I had become good friends with the turtles by now and it wasn't hard to see their love for pizza was like an addiction to drugs.

Lifting the heavy manhole cover I climbed down, finally escaping the freezing cold snow previously blowing around me. I remember when I thought the sewer smelled horrible but over time I had gotten used to the smell of the place they called home and it doesn't bother me nearly as much.

Punching in the code to open the lair, I walked in. None of the guys were around so I assumed they were training with Splinter. I set the pizza on the table, plugged in my headphones and listened to music to pass the time. I went and sat on the couch, closed my eyes and just zoned out, daydreaming about everything; specifically a certain turtle mutant and his muscular arms. Suddenly something wet hit me on the side of my face, effectively interrupting my daydreaming! I stared wide-eyed as I saw Mikey dying of laughter. He'd just hit me with a water balloon and now my hair was soaked!

I calmly took out my headphones and gave him the glare of death. He immediately stopped. "I guess Mikey doesn't get pizza now. Oh well." I got up and he grabbed me into a hug.

"I'm so sorry (Y/n)! I swear I'll never do it again!" Laughing, I accepted his apology.

"So where's the pizza?" Raph asked.

"In the kitchen of course." I watched as the four boys sprinted to the kitchen. I snickered as I watched them before following them into the kitchen. They had immediately started chowing down on the pizza the second they opened the box! I was offered a slice but I declined, coffee and pizza don't taste good together. I noticed a member of our makeshift family was missing.

"Where's April?" Donnie answered my question.

"She's at the library doing research for a school project."

"Oh. Okay, cool.”

"Hey wait. Aren't you two in the same classes?" He pried further.

"Yea? What are you getting at?"

"You haven't done the project yet have you..."

"Of course not Donnie, I'm a procrastinator."

"I noticed."

"Don't worry; I'll get it done eventually." He shook his head and went back to his pizza, which was now missing because Mikey had eaten it.

"MIKEY!" He shouted at his brother who just shrugged.

"I was hungry."

Donnie just sighed, "I'm going to my room," he left the table. I got up as well he had reminded me I needed to do something.

"I should get going, I have homework and I need to get ready for my dad’s visit tomorrow."

"Do you want me to walk you home?" Raph asked me. I shook my head and smiled. It was sweet of him for asking, but I needed to get home quickly.

"Nah, I'm a big girl Raph. I can handle myself." I grabbed my jacket, slipped it on and left after saying goodbye.

Raphael’s P.O.V.

Once (y/n) left, Mikey and Leo looked at each other grinning.

"Can I walk you home?" Leo was trying not to laugh, "Honestly, you're worse than Donnie."

"Can it, Leo!" He just rolled his eyes, still having that shit-eating grin of his, and left.

Mikey looked at me, "Just ask her out dude. The worst she can do is say no."

Actually, she could do a lot worse, but I didn't say that. Crossing my arms I lied, "I don't like her like that. I was just being nice."

"Woah. Raph? Being nice? That's not normal." I tackled him.

Normal P.O.V

The moment I stepped into my apartment, I sprinted to my medicine cabinet. Over the past few months, my condition has been worsening and showing no signs of ever improving. I got to the sink and began to cough and hack until blood finally came up. I had forgotten to take my medicine earlier and only remembered once Donnie had left, which is why I ran out in such a hurry. My dad wasn't even coming over tomorrow, I made that up, and my homework? I finished it all in class.

After what felt like forever, I finally stopped coughing up the blood trapped in my lungs. I took a shaky breath, took out my medicine, and swallowed two of those little blue pills. They'd take half an hour to kick in but in half an hour I'd be fine again. At least I hoped that would happen.

I groaned at my misfortune; stupid disease! Why'd you have to ruin my social life!? Now, why didn't I just tell them about my condition? Because I didn't want them to start treating me like some fragile doll, or as if I was made of a thin sheet of glass that could break at any moment. April doesn't know either, at least I've never told her. God, I hate this. I decided to take a shower to rinse off the blood on my face, also because I smelled a teeny bit like a sewer.

After my shower, I dried my hair so I would be ready for whatever tomorrow had in store for me. I looked at myself in the mirror. I was pathetic, pathetic and tired so I went to bed grateful I didn't have school in the morning. As soon as my body hit the mattress, I fell into a restless sleep.

*tap* *tap* *tap*

Who the hell was that and what time could it be to warrant a visit? I looked at my clock which told me it was only 8 am. Whoever it is, is gonna be dead meat. I looked towards the window and saw Raphael waiting. After opening the window, I let him come inside. "What are you doing here so early in the god damn morning...." I asked, rubbing my eyes sleepily.

He looked at me like I was crazy. "It’s 8 o'clock in the morning, what do you mean early?"

"Normally I'm still asleep until at least 10ish...."

"I haven't even gone to sleep yet."

I paused, "Why?"

"Night patrol?"

"Oh, that'd make sense."

"Yea ya dingus."

After a few moments of, awkward silence I spoke. "Soooo, is there a specific reason you're here instead of sleeping?" I asked him.

“ I thought I’d come help you set up for your dad." Shit. OK. I have two options, keep going with the lie or tell him he's not coming over anymore. I like option two, it’s less complicated in the long run.

Smiling sheepishly I lied through my teeth, "Well, actually, he canceled. Last night. When I got home."

"Oh,"

"Yea, sorry for making you come out here for nothing."

"It’s fine." His eyes lit up as if he'd gotten an idea. He didn't look at me as he suggested, "We could hang out if you want to." Why not? It’s not like I had anything else planned today.

I smiled at him, "Sure! It’s been a little while hasn’t it?” It looked like relief washed over him for a second but that quickly disappeared and his normal confident look returned. "Can you get my allergy pills for me while I get dressed? They're in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom, just above the sink." He nodded and left so I could change. It wasn't anything too fancy, just black leggings and a sweatshirt. I wasn't trying to impress anyone today. Well, there was Raph, but he's seen me look worse. Post workout sweat and grease is not a good luck for anyone.

As I brushed my hair out, Raph called me into the bathroom. "What? Couldn't find i-" I stopped when I noticed there was still blood in the sink from last night's "fun". I stared at the blood, shit shit shit SHIT.

He looked at me. "What's this from?" He asked.

"Good question," I lied. I knew he wasn't buying it so I lied to him yet again. "Fine. I was having lady problems and had to wash out something, okay?" This immediately shut him up, as I knew it would. Periods, they're good for two things. One, telling me I'm not pregnant and two, grossing most guys out. He turned bright red and left the bathroom.

Once I finished taking care of the sink I took a pill and walked back out. Raph was sitting on the couch flipping through a sketchbook. Oh no...

I saw his green eyes glance up at me and back to the book. "You're not a completely horrible artist." I think that was a compliment? Only April had seen my drawings so far. I never let anyone else look in my sketchbook, not even my dad. The fact that he had just grabbed my sketchbook irked me a little, but I wasn't about to make it a big deal.

"Thanks," Walking over to him, I peered over him to see which sketch it was. Thankfully it was just one of a forest in colored pencil. He flipped the page to the next one of a duckling. He went to flip again and I tried to take it back.

"What's your problem?" He put his hand on my face and pushed me away at arm’s length so I couldn't reach it. As he flipped he turned red. It was of him, a full body sketch in pencil. He dropped his hand from my face. I felt my face heat up again, he regained his composure and smirked. "Now who's this handsome turtle?"

"Shut up," I murmured as he handed me the sketchbook back. Two embarrassing moments in one day, jeez. I'm on a role today.

We spent the rest of the day chatting and joking around. I made us lunch and after clearing the living room of furniture and whatnot, we sparred for a bit. I'd like to say I won, but I didn’t. Raph ended up making me fall on my ass with a kick to the stomach. He went all out during the fight, he's definitely gotten better since the first time whereas I seem to have gotten worse, weird right? I still work out a lot, despite having school I find time.

After having my ass handed to me on a silver platter, he helped me up. I groaned as I cracked my back and stretched, "Jeez, you really went all out..." He simply smirked and shrugged knowing I could take it. "You've really improved since the last time we sparred though." The last time we sparred was a few says before my tournament in the middle of November. I thought I saw him blush but it was probably just my imagination.

"Oh," He saw the time, 3:24, and told me he had to go. "Before I go, Splinter said I could invite you over for Christmas. So, what do ya say, (Y/n)?"

I smiled "I’ll totally go! My dad’s out of town for Christmas this year, he has a special class to teach in California."

"Great, see you tomorrow then." After opening the window for him, I turned around to face him. I always made sure to tell him goodbye. After all, you never know when the last time you'll see someone is. I never got to say goodbye to my mom so I make a point to do it now. He almost looked nervous. I was about to ask him if he was okay when he suddenly leaned forward and got really close to my face.

There was a dusting of a blush on his face as we locked eyes. Our lips were so close. “Can I?” I didn’t know where this was coming from but I liked it. I nodded and he kissed me softly on the lips. I stared at him wide-eyed, speechless, and blushing hard. He simply smirked at my reaction and said, "See ya later." Then left me standing there, dumbfounded and staring at where he was just a few seconds ago. I put my hands to my lips. I've never been kissed before, not even on the cheek. Dammit, Raph! How dare you surprise kiss me!

Raph’s P.O.V

Once I got back to the lair I lay down on the couch and closed my eyes, I'm tired. Tired and happy. She didn't slap me after I kissed her so that means she didn't hate it, right?

"What're you so happy about, Raph?" I opened my eyes and saw Leo standing over me.

"Yea, you're smiling with your eyes closed, it’s creeping me out dude," I glared at my youngest brother. Man, he really knew how to ruin a guys mood.

"He was probably hanging out with (Y/n)," Donnie commented as he walked in from his lab.

"As a matter a fact I was," crossing my arms in front of me.

"Ooooh," they said in a chorus.

"Probably making out with each other," Mikey said and the other two agreed, making kissing noises for emphasis.

"Shut up!" I yelled at them and they all laughed at my reaction. "It was only one kiss..." I murmured. They all stopped laughing and looked at me dumbfounded.

"You actually went for it?" Donnie asked.

"Yep," I said with a smirk.

"Why aren't you all beat up then?" Mikey asked.

"Maybe because she actually enjoyed it?" I told him annoyed. They laughed and I went to my room, pissed at them all.

Normal P.O.V.

It’s Christmas and I'm headed over to the guy’s lair. It was cold and a snowing, the cold wind had turned my cheeks pink as I carried 6 boxes, I had gotten Christmas presents for the guys, April, and even Master Splinter. As I walked into the lair I saw a Christmas tree up and many other decorations as well. The guys were sitting on the couch with April. Leo, April, and Donnie were wearing Santa hats but Raph and Mikey wore reindeer antlers making Raph and Mikey look adorable. Mikey was smiling obviously happy to wear them, but Raph wasn't quite as excited as his brother about it.

Walking over to the tree I laid the presents down underneath it then walked up behind the couch. "Cute hats, guys!" Four green heads whipped around, plus one red one, to look at me.

"(Y/n) is here!" Mikey yelled and got up to hug me.

He placed a Santa hat on my head and I laughed, "Yea, I put the presents I got you all under the tree."

Mikey smiled, "Yes! You are awesome! Thank you!" He ran to the tree to see which one was his.

"Mikey, wait until it’s time to open them," Donnie told him.

He pouted, "I was just looking."

I sat down next to Raph. "You didn't have to buy us anything ya know."

"But I wanted to, you guys have been such good friends to me so, I thought I'd repay the favor." He looked like he was about to say something but I interrupted him, "And besides, friends get friends gifts for Christmas, right ?" He simply nodded and stayed quiet, not looking at me. Why not? Oh, was it because he kissed me? But why would that make him be quiet around me? I enjoyed it. As I thought about what happened the other night, I began to feel a blush make its way across my face. Raph looked at me confused for a moment but it quickly changed into one of his infamous shit-eating-grins. He’s probably remembering the same thing I did.

He whispered in my ear, "We can do that again if you want." I sat there quietly, not saying anything in response. God, I wanted to but Master Splinter walked out of his room.

"Merry Christmas my sons and friends."

"Merry Christmas Sensei!" We all chorused back. Soon everyone unwrapped the present I got them, I got Master Splinter a book on old Japanese fairy tales, in case he was feeling a little homesick, he was hard to shop for.... I made April a scrapbook of all the places I visited since she'd been dying to see them all since forever, and I promised that we'd go on an adventure together someday. Leo was easy to shop for since he was obsessed with Space Heroes, so I got him a set of action figures from the show and a complete disk set of the first season. Donnie was given a book on astrophysics and I got him other sciencey books. I wrote him a note telling him to man up and ask April out since I was 99% sure she liked him.

Mikey was also pretty easy to shop for as he was happy with basically anything, so I got him an iTunes card for music and a new video game he'd been asking for. It was funny watching their reactions, they were all so happy with their gifts, it gave me that good old warm fuzzy feeling inside. Raph's reaction was the best by far though.

I gave him a new colored pencil drawing of him, full body, which took me HOURS to finish so he better worship the damn drawing, and I gave him photos from our trip to the photo booth, He let me keep them but I figured he should have them. The last thing in his box was the note I wrote him.

Raph turned red while reading it since I basically called him out on his little crush on me. His brother noticed this and went to read over his shoulder.

"Oooooo! Raph got a love letter!" Mikey yelled. I could tell my face was beet red by now.

Raph shut the letter and put it back in the box, "No, it’s not!" The guys laughed and April asked me what it said.

I whispered, " I called him out on his crush on me and I just wrote I wouldn't mind if he kissed me again, that's all." She stared at me wide-eyed.

"So it is a love letter!" Mikey yelled. I didn't even notice him listening in.

"Shut up Mikey!" We both yelled at him he simply laughed at our reaction.

Time flew by as the guys teased Raph, he got annoyed but I calmed him down each time. I also played video games with Mikey, helped make dinner, and then did some of the dishes with Leo. When I had to go around 12:30 am Raph offered to walk me home. Of course I accepted, so here we are now, walking home. I'm wearing the antlers now though, Mikey stole my hat when I started making dinner and Raph gave me his antlers so I could still look, "festive". Now Raph's wearing my hat after he took it back from Mikey.

As we got home Raph asked me about the letter. "So what made you write that letter?"

"Well, um," I wouldn't look at him because I could feel my face heating up out of embarrassment. I wanted to tell him, so I just blurted it all out! "RaphiIreallylikeyouandIknowyoulikemeto." Great. It was jibberish.

He just stared at me and after a moment of processing what I said, he laughed! "That must've been a mouth full."

"S-shut up!" I told him red in the face.

Suddenly his face reddened too, he looked at me and said, "So, the feelings are mutual then?"

"Y-yea."

"You don't care I'm some freak? A mutant?"

"You're not a freak Raph."

He grinned a genuine grin of joy and, grabbing me by my waist, kissed me. He pulled away after what felt like forever and I was a little dizzy from the lack of oxygen. He still held my waist and all of a sudden a wolf whistle was let out by someone we couldn't see. We both whipped our heads around to see who it was. It turned out the who was a group of people.

April, Donnie, Mikey, and Leo all stood on a roof laughing, whooping and hollering while wearing scarves and hats. They all looked cozy. My face heated up when I realized they must've seen our kiss. Raph yelled at them but the group only laughed, besides April. She shook her head smiling, and ran off with them. Raph growled and I could tell he was going to follow them, I kissed him on the cheek before he left, "Merry Christmas, Raph." He gave a small smile, mumbled a goodbye, then ran off to chase after his brothers and April.

I walked happily into my apartment, enjoying my boldness a few seconds ago. After changing into my pajamas I fell asleep on my couch by my Christmas tree.

“Best Christmas ever.”

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The Beginning and Thank You’s

FINALLY, the blog is up and running!!! I will be completely honest, though, and tell you that the only reason it is up, is because of my dear advisor, Thia. I completely forgot until she emailed and asked about it. I do want to keep a blog up, but if she hadn’t reminded me, I probably would not have created it until right before I stepped on my flight.

This blog has been started, because... I AM GOING TO ITALY!!!!!! Why, you might ask? I am going to Italy because of a scholarship given to me by Olivet College to take a figure drawing workshop at the Florence Academy of Art for all of July. Why they chose me, I’m not sure. I thought for sure it was either because my name got mixed up with someone else’s, or they started talking to the wrong person, me, and said, “Well, guess it’s going out that way…….” BUT, apparently, I have a great work ethic and “talent” that is paying off. YAY, ME AND GENETICS!

Now, as you can imagine, I am quite excited! It’s been rather interesting, however, because it has taken me a while to even get excited for the following reasons:

1) I am a perfectionist and competitive. Going to a school where everyone is Michelangelo/Leonardo/Raphael reincarnated, makes me very nervous. I am VERY excited to learn, but that learning curve is what I am afraid of.

2) The intimidation of being in a new country. Culture shock!

3) Taking care of all the details that come with traveling: new travel bank accounts, new international phone plans, and lots of shopping.

I’ve been saying for almost six months, “I’m going to Italy!” After a while, it sounds the same as “I’m going to school,” or, “I’m going to Meijer.” What woke me up? In May, my boss, Dr. Magie, turned to me and said, “Oh, and you need time off for when you leave the country, right?” I sat up straight in my seat. “Me? I AM? OMG, THAT’S ME.”

Sometimes, in all this beautiful mess of life, we, I especially, become so focused on getting it all done, that we forget to breathe... take that deep breath and calm down. I need to remember the wonder that I am an artist going to Italy. For free. Or, almost free. It is in those moments, that I DO get excited, for instance, when I remember not the total amount on the end of receipts or the remaining uncrossed-out items on the multiple to-do lists, but when I see the bigger picture.

I can’t, of course, end this post or start this blog without mentioning a few (a lot of) names.

First, dear Thia: THANK YOU for everything. For guiding and forming me as an artist, and then sending me on this once-in-a-lifetime adventure, and for helping me every step of the way from the biggest to the smallest detail. You are an angel, Gary is a saint, and I can’t say thank you to both of you enough.

To Stephanie: for helping me prepare for this trip, YOU are awesome. Truly, a very special and wonderful person. Thank you so much!!!!!!!!!!!!

To Student Services (Libby and Gayl): for helping find me extra money and giving me travel tips!! You’re every student’s best friend.

To Nikki: for helping, guiding, encouraging, and providing me with endless jobs and opportunities which not only greatly improved my resume, but lined my pocket book so I could make it on this trip. THANK YOU!!!!!!!!! I appreciate it all so very much.

To Olivet College and all of its loyal employees: for giving kids like me a chance like this. A very humble thank you. Also, Adam, for giving me the OC t-shirt and flag for the trip!!!! #OCFORLIFE

To Joanne W., Rosemary M., and my dear Mother: THANK YOU for the lovely books and ALL the wisdom you have given me. It has helped IMMENSELY!!!!!

To Chloe and Aunt Boo: THANK YOU for all of your help and guidance as I go on this exciting adventure. I love you all so very much!!!!

To my Mind Twin and MT Mom: THANK YOU SO MUCH again for the wonderful gift and thoughtfulness. And, Ellen, for the everyday and every night flow of wisdom, hilariousness, and help you have given me. You da bomb.

To Anna M. and Emily D.: for encouraging me from the first to do this trip, not only giving me words of kindness, but also gifts to encourage me as well. Haha!! You know I love ya. THANK YOU!!!!

TO MY FAMILY (Dad, Mom, Vicki, Danny, David, Tony, Gabriel.) For extended family: (Uncle Danny and Aunt Julie, Grandma, Aunt Suzy, Uncle Chris, and, again, Aunt Boo and family): THANK YOU for the non-stop love every step of the way. THANK YOU, FOREVER. You guys have made me who I am today, as I do the wonders that I am doing. Love you all so much. <3

While we’re at it, all the postmen and UPS and Amazon workers who delivered all my packages before my trip, (Oh!!! And Phil the T-Mobile associate) (Let’s not forget all the contributors to Retailmenot!): I appreciate all of you and all your hard work! Thanks for doing your jobs so efficiently and cheerfully. I ship you guys. (HAHA get it?)

If I HAVE MISSED ANYONE, I apologize.

ALL RIGHT. Now, everyone, buckle up, grab some popcorn, and please enjoy the ride as you travel along with me to THE MOST FANTASTIC ART PLACE ON EARTH!!!!

Btw, if there IS anything in particular you would like to see or hear about, write a comment in the section below, and I’ll try my best to respond.

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Roman 36 hours - Holidays

a unique lifestyle, delicious cuisine, vibrant nightlife, and fashion that appeals to hosting millions of visitors each year from different corners of the world with majestic Roman square, continues to thrill us. After 36 hours, to be a part of this adventure and if you want to get lost among traces the history of Rome, here it goes.

Benvenuti a Roma 09.00

airline companies in Turkey that are used by two airport in Rome. If like the rest of us from Fiumicino (Leonardo Da Vinci Airport) then you’re going to use, if you can easily reach Termini Railway Station with train or omnibus, and Rome sightseeing from there you can start moving. Simple and straightforward, pretty fun, a metro network, the Colosseum in Rome our first stop of course!

10.30 the iconic beauty of Rome: the Coliseum

made during the flavium dynasty, and therefore known as the flavium Amphitheatre, the Colosseum in Rome to visit one of our top tourist attractions. Rome’s most popular tourist attraction is one of the buildings this structure, which is located right next to the metro station Colosseo and standing since 80 A.D. year. A little later, which was the center of trade and Law of Ancient Rome ancient Roman Forum, the ancient Roman temples and basilicas in the field of one of the Carnival.

13.00 pizza is famous for, but…

Roman, how about a pizza and ice cream is a legendary place, even though the first meal of the day suggestions we have for you a tasty but lighter: Like (Corso Vittorio Emanuele II, 310). the wife prepared sandwiches with their hands enchanted with our unique gum flavor, in a little shop pretty fast and good quality are offered. If you’re a quick snack at lunchtime, you’re definitely in the right place.

to migrate to another country arbitrary 14.00 on foot: Vatican City

the Vatican, the glory of Rome is located in a unique corner of the world’s smallest state with the facial measurements. But it would be stupid to just leave him and just state it in the air I guess. In the Vatican itself; a tall neck, a museum, an Art Gallery and you need to earn it by waiting in line for hours to see it here. As soon as you step inside the country dating from the Renaissance period to the present day, and pictures, statues, relics and works of art from the Egyptians you can see that it reaches. The Raphael rooms, the Museo Pio Clementino, Pinacoteca necessarily, you should see some of the fascinating sections.

cool off with ice cream 17.00

to eat ice cream in Rome, dozens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of options are there, and to find the best among them is the work of an expert. Well, we ate all the ice cream in Rome ice cream even when we’re not experts, we tell it came extraordinarily delicious to us, we’d been intimate. But still close to the Vatican City, we found the man we can say that the front number one ice-cream: gelateria Old Bridge (5 Viale dei Bastioni di). A lot of small portions which is great l from each otherin our opinion and preparing the Galatians St. location, price/quality balance for an extraordinary ice cream Maker. Worth the wait in the queue!

about Italian cuisine 18.00 Salas?

the kitchen is a kitchen if you really. It’s a tiny shop, even what you said, according to the documentation, there’s not a restaurant, but here there is also sincerity and flavor anywhere else in Rome. Situated in an area which is very close to the Trevi Fountain, Trevi, la prosciutteria, wine and delicious Italian snacks with a great passion for preparing. The wines are spectacular and the prices are affordable; delicious with cheese and meat to die. Mild and definitely one of the best options for a pleasant dinner in Rome. the (Via della Panetteria, 34)

20.00 meet street artists

every moment of the day art in Rome, you can experience every time, but the street offers a visual feast via Nova in the evening to see all of the artists. Calm yourself, spacious and you’ll feel happy, but also a challenge to be nested with art and the artist is here. When you draw your portrait in a few minutes, some just, some singing or dancing. Each one around the narrow streets that connects the Dec this to occur again, or ice cream shops delicious restaurants waiting to be explored. Also in the square is Bernini’s designed, the spectacular Fontana dei quattro fiumi fountain. Roman’s not to you go ahead and see this occur.

the famous stairs 21.00

made to connect the Church of Trinità dei Monti to the Spanish Steps to Rome; the arcs, terraces and a colorful evening with the city’s most striking works. Take a bottle of wine from the grocery store nearby and spend an enjoyable evening with your friends, or if you’re alone, you can make dozens of new friends. If you have the time, which is empty and quiet late at night by the stairs, great spots to take a selfie of just one.

without music it wouldn’t a Roman evening 23.00

this romantic and historic jazz without listening to some Italians go to the city and will not return. Gregory’s, by chance we found a small, but extraordinary for lovers of jazz music bar. I walked through the door himself when not in a bar, you feel at home. If you have incredibly friendly employees, after a while, listening to music together, they become friends. We think you shouldn’t miss if you love jazz and blues.

01:00 Classic experience: the hotel Artemide Rome

for a suitable hotel for accommodation in Rome, close to 10,000 choices and usually a lot of tastes because it is really hard to find it’s full! The Artemide hotel, location and quality for many years, with experience gained in Rome is one of the best. The rooms are very clean and offers everything you on a trip to rest his head. Also the delivery station just 5 minutes ‘ walk is a 4 star hotel. Able to see lots of romantic and honeymoon couples hotel as it is a concept.

11.00 Pantheon-a Roman free, similar to Istanbul without the sea

hidden among the narrow streets of Rome the Dec, but there is a stunning beauty out of your face at a time that fascinates you: Pantheon. If you came to Rome, but returned without seeing the Pantheon, definitely your trip to Rome is incomplete. Architectural style and atmosphere that fascinates with ‘Temple of God’, all within the most Roman structures are well-preserved, and perhaps in the world, the best preserved building of that period. What is interesting about the building on the top of the dome. 43 meters in diameter and made of concrete. As you can imagine, a dome made from concrete on such a large scale with the technology of that day to be today, still a big question mark. Here’s the Pantheon’s what makes it interesting. Must-see cool cool fun living in the areas should be made.

13.00, if you are ready for change, move on to the fountain

Childhood, looking back at the screen, watching as a cool place to throw a coin in a past generation in Italy, this fountain is the fountain of that immediately to mind, the questions are coming, of course. Yes, that is the fountain of this fountain; Trevi Fountain, or the fountain of love in our name. When I saw really closely it’s like to love, what’s worth sacrificing a beautiful fountain in the pocket of the disorder. Even when writing fountain, shaking our hands, beyond the fountain. Roman’s Palace also Poly’s a mixture of classical and Baroque by Nicolo Salvi edge and is made as three separate name has been given to where the Trevi is located at the intersection of the road. Looking at the Trevi Fountain, it is possible to see the dozens of sculpting and detail, but when you look at all this in detail ‘the sea’ theme that was made with you can tell. A shell-shaped carriage, pulling the carriage emerging from the sea, winged horses, and mythological sea God you can see them in the car a few details. It’s a unique architecture! It’s not the statues and tossed a coin to throw into the water when your attention let me remind you.

Note: currently, in the case of the Trevi Fountain, renovations…

now go to have a pizza 14.00

we are picky about pizza, and it’s not the best pizza in the restaurants, a pizzeria (pizza) we know. Therefore, quality for us to sit and eat pizza in a restaurant rather than a quick snack to eat. It’s also the best tasting you can find shabby places mostly. One of them, and in our opinion is most definitely Roman in Rome, pinsere (via Sicilia, 98, 00187 Rome). slices of delicious pizza with dozens of different types of $ if you are denying to eat more. We promise, it will be the most amazing pizza you’ve eaten in your life.

Le Domus Romana di Palazzo Valentini 15.00

Rome is one of the best types of Dec open, presenting a visual feast with an incredibly pleasant and multimedia support. Fee 13,5? but it’s worth every Euro, it’s breathtaking! To provide reservations or tickets via the internet makes sense, because otherwise you may not participate in the tours, the number of participants is limited to 15 people. Closely about ancient Rome and ideal for a different experience.

the papal 17.00 Chair: Arcibasilica di San Giovanni in Laterano

Arcibasilica di San Giovanni Laterano in Rome, a church where the papal chair. Its impressive architecture, this structure are adorned with many paintings and sculptures, in fact, is one of the most important stop of Rome. Recognize and is an ideal place for Christianity to have some idea. Forbidden to wear shorts or a Sleeveless shirt when I walked in, given the need to purchase shawls at the entrance. The church, a place which is known as the Church of the Pope.

get a little lost and shop 18.00

centro storico, the historical old city of Rome is the capital of the beautiful, colorful and well maintained located on a quiet street in the zone known as the. Located here, you can shop from stores historic or modern, in the stylish restaurant you can eat delicious meals. Also ideal for the streets to get lost in. By turning off your map, you could turn in to himself to Rome and their unique beauty. You eventually get to one of the sites visited until now because of all the streets!

a tap at the bottom of 20.00 salaslig: I Vic Bistrot

imagine this place is a little shop and wine bistro by equipping it with meat and cheese convert. Here’s Bistrot Vic I just (70 Largo di Torre Argentina)! There are only 6 tables in the place and most of the time can be hard to find, but here it is worth everything to make a pleasure! Ham, delicious cheeses, and mozzarella with extraordinary facial susledik delicious dishes, is a great example of creativity. Warm atmosphere, delicious wines and a modest 36 hours of ideal Roman type for terminating the image.

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