Pair of Sandals, c.1390-52 (Grass, reed, papyrus). Tomb of Yuya and
Tjuyu (KV46), Valley of the Kings, West Thebes. New Kingdom, 18th dynasty, reign of Amenhotep III. Davis/Quibell & Weigall excavations, 1905. Now in the Metropolitan Museum of Art, New York.
“House of Eternity” of Nebamon and Ipuky, TT181 (the “tomb of the two sculptors”), ca. 1390–1349 BCE. (Facsimile painting by Charles K. Wilkinson) Scene from funerary rituals: a priest purifying and pouring water over the upright anthropoid coffin supported from behind by another priest. In front of the coffin, a floral bouquet and Henutneferet (wife of Ipuky) mourning
Summary: An assignment in which you must mother a baby simulator doll pairs you with Grayson Dolan, a cocky, arrogant jerk, who was only out to make your life difficult, it seemed. In a project based on bonding and developing parenting skills, you and Grayson must set aside your differences and work together to be good parents and pass the class. Only one of you was willing to do it, however, and it wasn’t Grayson.
Statue of the ba of Yuya, from the Tomb of Yuya and Tuya
KV46, Valley of the Kings. New Kingdom, 18th Dynasty,
c. 1390 BC. Egyptian Museum, Cairo.
This statue represents the ba, the soul of Yuya. This aspect of the soul was depicted as a bird with a human head, in this form the deceased could travel throughout the earth and the afterlife. Yuya’s face is painted red, but his wings are green, and his body yellow. He wears a necklace with a heart-shaped pendant hanging from it.
details from the banquet scene associated with the “Beautiful Feast of the Valley” from the “House of Eternity” of NebAmon, “scribe and grain accountant in the granary of the divine offerings in the Temple of Amon at Ipet-Sut” during the reign of King Amenhotep III (ca. 1390-1352 BCE). Now in the British Museum…
Summary: This is a request from this drabble list from the lovely @peterfuckinparker. #6: “I need a place to stay.” #43: “I feel like I can’t breathe.” and #72: “Just smile. I really need to see you smile right now.” Thanks for the request, Nat! I love you xoxo
Warnings: There’s a lot of swearing in this, especially at the beginning. Reader gets into an argument that’s…not quite nice. Reader also has a panic attack.
Word Count: 1390 (don’t even say it)
A/N: I fucking love writing Harrison. That’s all. Uh, I hope you guys enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it! xoxo Also, that’s it for the drabble requests! Thanks for playing, y’all.
Why does everything have to
go to shit when it’s pouring rain?
You had a good friend who
lived in London, and you’d ridden the train in from Bristol to see her. For two
full days, you’d had the time of your lives, eating at all of her new favorite
local places (they were different every time) and just walking around the
cloudy city. You had really missed each other, so the time together was
incredible. The second night, however, she decided to do what she always does.
“Oh, come on, (Y/N). She’s
a really nice girl.”
With a glare, you retorted,
“What the fuck does that matter? You’re only assuming I’d like her because we
both like superheroes.”