#medieval key

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Various keys, German, 15th Century

From the Met Museum

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Medieval Keys

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2024 reads / storygraph

The West Passage

medieval fantasy set in a giant crumbling palace of traditions with forgotten origin, ruled by giant eldritch Ladies

when winter weather comes in the middle of summer, and a beast below the palace begins to rise, two teens from Grey who have suddenly gained a lot of responsibilities set out on separate journeys to the other towers to find a way to stop it, and meet all sorts of strange people and creatures along the way

world where pronouns/names are based on people’s roles

tons of cool medieval-style chapter illustrations by the author

[illustratus]

The Keys by Edmund Blair Leighton

[endreal]

Hey medieval musicologists! Was B-flat minor one of the allowed keys Back In The Day? Trying to answer a question for a coworker

edit: please feel free to reblog!

[tiffanysabrinatattoo]

Devises Heroïqves (1591) Claude Paradin

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Medieval door

[icycoldninja]

Sora vs Sephiroth in a nutshell:

[hauntedaugust]

Gojo x reader

WC: 434

Summary: medieval AU part 2, reincarnation AU.

Part 1

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How long had you lingered on the edge of his subconscious?

Fleeting as autumn leaves, hot as a flickering flame.

Whispers of past conversations, of past lives, and past loves.

How long had you lingered in his life?

Subtle as the wind, invisible yet changing everything.

Your influence in his life was as stark as the contrast between light and shadow and yet he never knew you were there.

Why did it take him this long to piece together his past, your past?

Sweet words and soft nights, a stark contrast to the last time he truly saw you.

But how true is it? He dreams of you, of having a kingdom to protect along with a secret.

How had it taken him this long to realize the weight of the nightmares he had? You were always in his dreams, much like his life, slipping in and out like a ghost through walls. Always present, never permanent.

Every night before he woke, he found you falling into his arms. Your face bathed in both fear and firelight, and every night before he woke he found himself pleading with the universe for another chance, a redo, and when his pleading didn't work his words slurred into promises.

Pledges of affection and protection poured from his mouth like blood from your wound.

And as his desperation grew, his grip tightened and his whispers turned to shouts.

And every day without fail, he woke with that familiar desperation running through his veins. His memory of his dream, and subsequently you, would fade like the light in your eyes.

And yet, when he saw you in the waking world, there was no way he couldn't know. He was drawn to you as water is drawn to the bottom of a mountain, your pull was incontestable.

And so he set to work to win your heart. And after hundreds of questionable jokes, of daisies pulled from sidewalks, of long walks through meadow and forest, he had you by his side.

Often times he would pull you to him as he sat in front of the fireplace. And as you lay your head on his shoulders, he would tell you stories, stories of forbidden love and war.

It was only after you had fallen asleep, lulled by his gentle murmur, that he allowed himself to truly thank the universe for your presence in his life.

And so with you sleeping soundly at his side, he laid his head on yours and closed his eyes. No longer plagued by the nightmares of his past, he dared to dream of your future.

[wonder-worker]

"...Walsingham, the monastic author of the St. Albans Chronicle, was by far [Alice Perrers'] harshest contemporary critic, who in his venom has (somewhat ironically) left us with the longest and most detailed account of her background and personality, her influence as Edward’s mistress, and her subsequent trial. He describes Alice as a shameless lowborn meretrix (a word variously translated as mistress, whore, or harlot), who “brought almost universal dishonour upon the king’s reputation […] and defiled virtually the whole kingdom of England with her disgraceful insolence.” Although Walsingham was not always accurate and, specifically in this case, clearly heavily biased against Alice, he nevertheless provides a truly contemporary account, and his importance as a source should not be underestimated. Likewise, the anonymous monk of St. Mary’s York recorded that in the Good Parliament the Commons (represented by their speaker, Sir Peter de la Mare) stated that it “would be of great gain to the kingdom to remove the said dame [Alice] from the presence of the king both as a matter of conscious and of the ill prosecution of the war.” During the same assembly, the bishop of Rochester, Thomas Brinton, preached from St. Paul’s Cross that “it is not fitting nor safe for all the keys of the kingdom to hang from the belt of one wife.” Although the word wife (uxoris) is used, it is widely accepted that this is a reference to Alice.”

-Laura Tompkins, '"Edward III's Gold-Digging Mistress": Alice Perrers, Gender, and Financial Power at the English Royal Court, 1360-1377", "Women and Economic Power in Premodern Courts" (edited by Cathleen Sarti). Italics by me.

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Late Medieval; 14th century Iron key: broached stem; pentagonal bow; large web.

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WIP Tag Game

RULES: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

Thanks for tagging me, @andiatas!

ACTIVE WIP: Princess Imperial

Now, here's the fun thing about Princess Imperial... I don't have any post drafts in progress right now. But I do have 160,500 scrapped words. So let's mix up the game a little! If you send me an ask with any of the following prompts, I will post the entire corresponding deleted scene:

Evie and Julien as grad school classmates (1,500 words)

Evie in the archives (3,250 words)

Garden proposal (4,250 words) (shared! also has 10k words of follow-up: part one, part two, part three, and part four)

Banquet and a ball (5,750 words) (shared!)

Gallery opening (1,500 words)

Evie is invited to Compiègne (1,750 words)

Evie at Compiègne (1,250 words)

Cent-Garde, Élysée Palace Division (2,500 words) (shared!)

for bonus fun I can make a poll about which scrapped element should be added back into the story... but the only poll options are from deleted scenes I share here, meaning you only get the full voting experience if I get asked for all eight scenes

WIPs ON HOLD: literally everything else

LionNovel

StormKingNovel

This Strange Labyrinth

Trollmarch

Tagging: @widowsresolve, @colonelcaroldanvers, @pocket-size-cthulhu, @sea-dukes-assistant, @blossomgracei, and anyone else who wants to play!

[illustratus]

A Knight and Cupid Before a Castle Door by Eleanor Fortescue-Brickdale

Cupid, the god of love, is the custodian of the keys to this castle. The knight, who wears a laurel wreath around his helmet indicating victory, must convince Cupid that he is fit to enter. Slung at the side of the knight’s charger are a crown, another laurel wreath, and a sleeping (or dead) dragon.

[letsgostealthelouvre]

This is a key, in the name of Sultan Al-Malik Al-Nasir Faraj ibn Barquq. I’m not sure what it being “in the name of” really means; it appears to be a sort of tribute or votive. It’s tagged “religious furniture” in the record, which amuses. The inscription gives the name of the commissioning Sultan and offers prayers that his first and last sins will be forgiven and he will be directed on the right path. 

[ID: A large metal key covered in beautiful gold and silver decoration, including an inscription on the shaft in Naskh Arabic; rather than having a grooved shaft and teeth, like modern keys, it has a flat oblong shaft with a protrusion at the end, a four-armed shape designed to fit in and turn a lock.]

[1500sfemmefatalevamp]

1850’s German replica of Armor from the 14th Century 🗡️🛡️