#king roger

[fibey234]

These are my lovely OCs, king Roger and his daughter Karen from my comic books series Tears of Gold (released in 2024).

I love them so much 🥹 I wanted to post this art for the Father Day but I was very busy.. so I finished it just yesterday (Moza’ey Shabbat).

[infinitelytheheartexpands]

król roger giving mefistofele a run for its money in terms of “weird and grand and COOL choral opera openings”

[automaticdreamlandkid]

Mariusz Kwiecien in King Roger.

[opera-ghosts]

OTD in Music History: Important 20th Century pianist-composer Karol Szymanowski (1882 - 1937) – hailed in some circles as the greatest Polish composer after Frederic Chopin (1810 – 1849) – dies of tuberculosis at a sanitarium in Lausanne, Switzerland. A member of the “Young Poland” modernist movement that flourished in the late 19th and early 20th century, Szymanowski's early works owe a clear debt to the late-Romantic German school (i.e., Richard Wagner [1813 - 1883], Richard Strauss [1864 - 1949], and Max Reger [1873 - 1916]) as well as eccentric Russian "mystic" pianist-composer Alexander Scriabin (1871 - 1915). Later on, however, Szymanowski developed an increasingly personal style which blended elements of free atonality / polytonality, French “Impressionism” (drawing from the work of Claude Debussy [1862 - 1918] and Maurice Ravel [1875 - 1937]), and Polish folk music. Indeed, to that last point, the establishment of an independent Polish state in 1918 inspired Szymanowski to consciously seek to forge a distinctly “Polish” style of “classical” composition – a daunting task that hadn’t been seriously attempted by any major composer since Chopin. Polish musicologist Aleksander Laskowski has opined that Szymanowski "ultimately succeeded in his goal of inventing a musical language all his own [...] His works were true and ingenious creations, and his oeuvre shows an incredible development from the Straussian and Wagnerian aesthetic, through an interesting and very romantic 'Oriental' period, and finishing with a nationalist period.” PICTURED: A publicity headshot of the middle-aged Szymanowski (photographed by the famous “Fayer of Vienna” atelier), which he signed and inscribed to a fan in 1931. Szymanowski has also written out a few measures from the opening of his folk-music-infused ballet “Harnasie," which was not publicly premiered until 1935. Autograph material from Szymanowski is exceedingly rare.

[goldznuts]

(Wano AU) Tagged::Regrets

If there was one question that had began to annoy him it was any in reference to the one piece or laugh-tale island. Those were his secrets to keep and if any desired to know then they could go themselves in their own stride and pay their own prices but he would still always be the first. There was no easy path for the questions they asked and Roger could not help but play musical chairs in attempts to get away from the never-ending questions and conversations. A quick smile and wave was given until his presence brought more attention than he bargained for. Nope! The captain commented before rising from his seat slapping the payment on the counter. Under the influence, the Captain after two battles now staggered down the street in hopes to find a quiet bar to relax in. He wasn't tired or hurt just to the point that he was too drunk to speak properly. This was not how he often carried himself but he had gone too far in his search for booze. Little did he know with the fame, even while despised, he could manage to find regrets in making such a bold testament to the world. Peace was rare and priceless, this was his first lesson as King. His best bet was to buy his drinks and head back to the Oro Jackson to disappear into the grasp of the sea once more. There was one place he could go to and not have to worry but they would despise him too. It would be certain that his sails were the ones that kept Oden away for so long and Wano had began to fall into a grim era. As the thoughts crossed his mind he remembered his first statement not to rule a thing and tried to cast aside such concerns. But Oden?....he was there, or so he had presumed. Was it selfish for an entire country to have fallen for his cause? These type of thoughts came to mind to counter his protest of little cares. Pressing a hand to his forehead he lifted the gourd to read the label in question. Sure enough it was Rum. He didn't do too well under the influence of Rum and steered clear of the drink as a whole. No wonder his mind was processing too much in irritation. That still didn't change the fact that the thoughts were in fact truth as ugly as it appeared. For every action there was a reaction and many would pay the price even more than he could have ever imagined. It was heavy and one of the few regrets he carried with the new crown. When they had brought Oden back in celebration they could not help but acknowledge the price they had all paid when Wano came into view. Should he have stayed behind to assist in such matters? Should he have left Oden to his affairs the first time they returned for the Polygliff. Either way it was done and now he had but one choice at this point. He had gotten wind that Kaido had schemed something up for the entire land of gold. This was the cause of his stop for drinks in the first place. The news that Wano had closed off everything in attempts to conceal the secrets he had found out. Yep! This was definitely the work of Kaido and Roger could not help but feel a pull at his heart in thought of what that monster could do with his hands on an entire country of innocent people. Seems some of the Rocks had found a way to rule even while broken apart and disbanded. Such thoughts were beginning to bring a headache and he could not help but sigh slinking away into an dark alley to sober up a bit before heading back tot he Oro Jackson. Roger had left behind his crewmates for extra security to their vessel and even selfishly because he required the time to think. Once on board, he through a drunken sway gave the order dropping the canisters of alcohol on the deck before dropping to the wooden floor hopelessly trying to fend off a drunken slumber. ☠"Go!....We are going.......Wano, to Oden, head for Wano."☠ The drunk captain had finally spat out the order before the snores commenced. The king was content to face his consequences alongside Oden. He couldn't just leave him there to handle Kaido alone in good conscience. Newgate wouldn't let him live it down if something happened to the man or his family. Too add Kaido was NEVER

ALONE, but if he were then he was a force to be reckoned with all the same even for Oden. Rayleigh only paused studying the drunk captain with a raised brow shaking his head in disapproval. This was unlike Roger and surely his visit could not have been so bad. "Political affairs are not our forte, Roger!" The other screamed with a mind to knock him upside his head. Even as he protested the captain continued his snores the order standing without the dispute. If he were awake he would tell his number two that they could not rule the seas and not address and situation like this. They owed Oden for everything and could never turn away even if the man had told them to go. Oden had promised that he would be fine and would reach out when he was finished with setting order. The roger pirates were supposed to celebrate together with him, it was the promise given before they agreed to leave. That was how it was supposed to go and even then Roger had a bad feeling in his gut and still left as requested. When they arrived in Wano things were not as they had found it the first time around. The drastic changes already shifting the finical and economical stance of Wano. The caste systems had tilted for greed and plots. This was real bad and to make matters worse he had found out that ODEN WAS DEAD? This hurt his heart and Roger had no idea how he would even tell Whitebeard of such a thing. He had left the other there and now knew he should have stayed to address the situation directly with him. As Oro Jackson pulled into port he studied the smoke filled skies a grim chill pushing down his spine as he took in the view. None on board the ship could speak as they viewed what was left of the Kozuki family shrine, it was now nothing but ash. They knew it would be bad but never anticipated Wano would end up in such a state. To correct, he should have known but at the time he was not aware that Kaido was directly involved with Wano. Deciding against porting the Pirate king opted to hide the vessel and leave out on foot. Hours later he found himself in much need of a drink as he made his way through the lands under disguise. They had opted for masks since they were so common these days. The Red and blank kimono he wore was constraining and layered to blend him in with the noblemen. He could find out anything he needed to know with time in patience. The drinks they shared weren't festive in the least. The captain babysitting the bowl of sake that had been poured by request. He gazed into the liquid his reflection dancing back, or one of the mask rather as he sunk back into his thoughts. When he had found a voice to speak he finally swallowed the lump in his throat. Roger forced up a cracked voice before he took in a few labored breaths to hide the fact he was very upset. Rayleigh in whom set beside him had no sarcastic comments to add nor did he instigate the situation that was obvious. There was no humor to be found even as they tried but the silence had to be broken. He was certain Rayleigh didn't offer many words only because he too didn't know what to say or he was simply waiting for the captain to lead off in discussion. During times like these it made the captain very thankful for his friend. ☠"Rayle-O, I-I, don't think we did the right thing here. I-I feel like this is my fault and I am almost scared to inquire anything further. This is so wrong!"☠ The captain explained as he lifted the bowl to his lips the sake being a much calmer choice for the male. He couldn't help the sting of tears that forced forward. Roger was very thankful for the mask he wore at this moment and lowered the bowl not even in the mood to drink. This was so messed up, he had assumed that when Oden returned that he would be able to handle the situation at hand. THAT WAS WHAT HE HAD TOLD HIM! And here Roger was fool enough to believe him even despite his own two eyes and the odd gut wrenching feeling they all had when they sailed out. ☠"We are far too late and we have to fix this!"☠ He choked out as he struggled to catch his grip for the moment being. He

needed food and more drinks, something that could put him down until he could process all the grim news and address it. No wonder they were hated by the many, if they left messes like this for the world to clean up. Thoughts like this came forward and had the King already wanting to retire from the game before he even started. It was then Roger made up his mind that when they fixed Wano's grim tale he would retire and head home to start a family. ☠"I-I didn't want to rule the seas...I just wanted to find the answers. When this is over......."☠ He paused remembering that he was intoxicated and that this was not a conversation to be had in a place like this. Instead Roger paused patting the other on his shoulder before heading to put in a another request for food. Leaning over the counter with his mask in place he glanced back to the curtain that had concealed them from view by design. The place was known for privacy and small gatherings much like a lounge so it was a good option for peace. What peace was to be had in Wano when the entire land was suffering? Immediately, Roger lost his appetite and headed out for a fresh breath of air. Ensuring that the mask was pinned into place he slid the door open gently so not to draw attention as he snuck out for a moment to figure out his best course of action. Who needed a plan? At this point he'd love to get his hands on the supposed strongest beast and anyone else involved. His eyes burned with fury behind the mask as he leaned against the wall allowing a much needed breath to escape him.

[fedalgivemebutterflies]

Love this outfit for AO! 🤩

[vera-dauriac]

Krol Roger

So I just watched Krol Roger (Royal Opera House production), and I have some thoughts.

Some of these thoughts are obvious--Mariusz Kwiecien is amazing. The production is kind of awesome. It’s wonderfully sexual in all sorts of fantastic ways.

Another thought includes--I really need to learn how to gif. I mean, ffs people, that vaguely obscene hip action at the beginning of Act 2 when he’s standing there, feeling tortured.

I would also accept gifs of him twitching on the floor to open Act 3.

Now if you’ll excuse me, I need to take a cold shower.

[wilsonwandmagician]

Maybe the fact that he was going to loose was obvious to everyone.

Maybe I was expecting one more "miracle" he couldn't give us today.

Maybe today was his last time playing on Rod Laver Arena.

What we know for sure is that his love for tennis, for the sport, for the fight was what kept him alive during this tournment. He is loved by so many and so much and everytime he does "magic tricks" with his "Wilson wand" well... it is a pleasure for the eyes and for the hearts.

I am so proud of him, I really couldn't be more.

Thank you Roger one more time and make us dream again with one more miracle...