#fouette

[jaxyza]

fouettes

[gymfanconfessions]

“ I really hate Boryana's Fouette technique. She starts with her foot completely turned in and as a ballet dancer it looks very weird and unnatural “

[lesbianfakir]

Some stuff from the animatic I'm working on

[ID: 3 painted still frames and one animation, all of Princess Tutu characters.

Image 1: Princess Tutu smiles as she strangles Duck, in her human form, with her pendant

Image 2: Dark blue toned drawing of Rue, nude, hugging her knees as she sits on a red couch.

Image 3: Fakir pulls Mytho into a half hug, hand on Mytho's shoulder. He glowers at Mytho, who smirks back at him. Both boys are in black and white, except for their eyes: Fakir's a sharp green and mytho's bright red. A red circle halos Mytho in the background.

Animation: The animation switches from Tutu to Fakir to Mytho to Kraehe, all doing fouettes in the palm of Drosselmeyer's hand. Mytho and Tutu wear white and dance against a blue background while Fakir and Kraehe wear black and dance against a red background. End ID]

[pinejay]

proud of sofi for doing another 4 clean routines, stili only beat her by 0.8. sofi even finished the series risk at the end and did clearer spirals during DAs, ultimately the ribbon routine was better than quals. i think she must've lost credit for some of the fouettes from traveling + didn't do the DA during the last fouette. still a good result, demonstrates she can do all clean routines in both AA quals and finals when the stakes are high.

[enchanted-keys]

Well I thought it was a lovely performance over all, even though there were a few accidents. I really want to watch it again.

[ballet-symphonie]

I drove myself up a wall yesterday testing out some combos and your post on Italian fouettés ended helping me up a bit with some of the odd moments where you go “oop i don’t feel that you know how to fully go through the choices made” to yourself 😅 It did get me thinking, there is a fairly common variation where you do a singular and I can’t remember it for the life of me for some reason

Glad my post helped you out, italian fouettes are tricky. At the moment, the only variation I can think of with a single Italian fouette is the Bolshoi's Sugar Plum/Princess Masha?

Please remind me as I'm sure I've forgotten something super obvious.

[curiosity-killed]

despite the fact that, for at least 14 years, my Notable Dance Ability™ (to the point that every single new teacher and friend AND the artistic director I last auditioned for have to comment on it and/or make me demonstrate) is That Girl Can Jump, I've never thought much about being naturally good at it aside from joking about my thighs but now I'm trying to figure out how to teach kids the progression from like baby jumps to fun jumps and my brain is just like well. you just. you Just Do It. that is All.

[the-clockwork-three]

Everyday I bite my tongue to keep myself from correcting cats fans about the conjuring turns. They're pirouettes in second not fouettés

[naturepointstheway]

HOLY HECK.

WAYNE SLEEP. DANCING.

THIS IS AN AMAZING.

Those jetes? PHENOMENAL.

Those series of fouettes a la seconde he does TWICE in the clip? MAGICAL. (he does 35 spins near the end of the clip! THIRTY. FIVE.)

Look, I don’t need that time machine to go back to see him as Mistoffelees back in 1981--if this is the closest we’ll get to his Misto fabulousness, I’ll still die happy.

If you want to skip straight to the 35 fouettes, you can skip to HERE.

ETA:

Wayne Sleep in another performance thing of Song and Dance, including time stamp: https://youtu.be/HPYi6mUBPb0?t=96 (literally the first minute and a half is some dude in a suit just droning on, so yeah that’s skippable lol).

Him again in the Neopolitan Dance from Swan Lake.

Dancing as Puck from A Midsummer Night’s Dream.

I’ll probably add more here if I see any more videos with him dancing because he’s just that amazing at the art.

[sallowsswan]

🌸Mattheo Riddle w/Ballerina Gf Headcanons pt.2🩰

Because YES I love the idea of our angy bad boy having a ballerina for a girlfriend!

We left off with him taking her out for mani/pedis after long lessons/classes/rehearsals to pamper her because she's just so wonderful??

Finds ANY excuse to put his hands on her legs because he's just obsessed with them. Manages to get away with it by giving her leg massages. (Though secretly she loves seeing him obsessed with her)

Finds out almost immediately that ballerinas can get violent with their pointe shoes. He walked into the studio one early afternoon during a time he knows she'll be on break and sees her BANGING the crap out of her shoes against the staircase while wearing headphones. (Look up Isabella Bolyston in TikTok for a great example. Dancers may do this to make the shoes 'quieter' on stage)

This boy makes a mental note after witnessing that to never piss his girl off because seeing her beat on those shoes with a smile on her face was scary, yet also hot??

Loves and I mean LOVES to see her practicing certain steps like arabesque, or Italian fouettes. His eyes darken a little when he sees her focus and move her legs in those positions. (Gif is of famous ballerina Alina Somova. Seriously look up her performing Queen of the Dryads!)

Mattheo would be a complete German Shepherd with her. Loyal, affectionate, protective and sweet, but if someone looks at his girl the wrong way or tries to approach her with ill intentions? Back. Up. He will have no problem putting a person in their place or getting his hands dirty to protect his little dancer.

Always makes sure she's getting enough nutrients and is eating healthy. Does NOT want her to fall into that statistic where some girls don't eat properly and deal with body dysmorphia. (PLEASE DANCERS FUEL YOUR BODIES AND TAKE CARE OF YOURSELVES! ♥)

Tries so damn hard because he doesn't want to make her uncomfortable or feel awkward but grows to have a thing for her in leotards and tights.

She immediately introduces Mattheo to her partners for any Pas De Deux she'll be dancing. Wants him to get comfortable with the idea that these guys are just her dance partners and to not freak out when they hold or touch her it's all professional. In fact, this is how Mattheo meets Enzo! (Shoutout to @abaker74 who commented with that idea I LOVE it!)

Shows up to EVERY performance she has. She has to sit him down and talk to him about etiquette when going to the theatre to view a ballet performance. He still shows up, for any minor or major roles she has, and there's moments where her eyes lock on his and it's all she needs to feel on top of the world.

Brings her flowers. Every. Time. After a show, when she walks out he's standing there with a bouquet of her favorite flowers and immediately pulls her into his arms kissing her cheek "I'm so proud of you my little dancer. "

[lesbianfakir]

looping animation I made for the animatic I'm working on.

For 20 points what movie did I reference?

[ID: a looping video of Princess Tutu and Princess Kraehe doing fouettes in the palm of Drosselmeyer's hand. Both are attached to puppet strings. Princess Tutu dances against a dark blue background and the shot changes to Kraehe, doing the exact some movements against a red background. End ID]

[enchanted-keys]

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Eleonora Sevenard rehearsing a new combination of fouettes for Don Quixote (x)

[skipper1331]

Swan Lake // Mary Earps

a/n: based off this and this request. Bear with me, I don’t have a clue about ballet, worked with these resources. Thanks to the anon! I hope the way I wrote it is somehow partly correct.

You were exhausted to say at least. The last few months, if not longer were the hardest of your life. Training with the ballet crew from morning to evening was a curse and a blessing. Your feet often hurt or when Mary would pick you up, you would immediately fall asleep in the car yet playing the odette had always been your dream. You worked hard, very hard to be where you were now. Many hours of dancing in your room, in the ballet studio where you used to be as a kid and as an adult, simply everywhere and at any time.

The ballet performance of swan lake was getting closer and closer. Closer than you would have liked. Each day that passed you got more nervous - what if you screw up?

Swan lake is one of the most demanding ballets and the black swan pas de deux, which could be regarded as the hardest dance in a ballet, is part of the extraordinarily challenging role of Odette/Odile. As the lead dancer in this duet executes one of the most challenging sequences -32 fouettes.

Swan Lake features two intermissions and a running period of about three hours. The dancers need to be extremely strong and resilient.

Ballet appears effortless and graceful, but it actually involves years of rigorous training and is incredibly technical.

You could imagine how your training schedule looked like. The ballet was hard, demanding yet you loved everything about it. You loved to work with your co-workers who became your second family.

Ballet was your first love and even if you thought about quitting, you never did, the love you held was always stronger than the actual negative.

So basically your life consisted of ballet and Mary Earps, your longterm girlfriend.

Mary.

Your anchor in the sea.

She understood you like no one else did, she loved you like no one else did.

The world refered to you as the power-sports-couple.

The footballer and the dancer as they say. It wasn’t always easy between the two of you, you had your ups and downs - professional footballer and ballet dancer, busy schedules, not much time for one another. Yet you managed. Your love was stronger than any schedule - your love was the motivation the other one had to keep fighting.

A match made in heaven.

-

"You‘re coming tomorrow, right?" you asked Mary who was laying beneath you as she drew patterns on your back.

"Of course, baby, I wouldn‘t miss it for the world" she stated, squeezing your hips as reassurance.

Weirdly enough, even though you had completely different schedules and training plans, Mary had always been at every important performance of yours and you were at all of her important matches (Euros, etc). It was something that meant more than words could: you would support each other no matter what.

"Lessi, Ella, Leah, everyone is gonna be there. They‘re gonna be amazed by you!" You giggled in her chest, her pride radiating of her body.

-

"Guys" Mary said in a stern voice to her national team mates. They looked at her with wide eyes, she normally used that tone on the pitch and only on the pitch. Were they in trouble? "So you know Y/n?"

"The girl you never shut up about?" Lessi asked with a sweet grin, knowing how obsessed Mary was with you and everything you did, "nah we don‘t know her" Ella added, mocking.

"Shut it!" Mary grumbled before she continued, "well, in a few months there will this big ballet performance and she‘s the principal dancer,"

"Is she havin‘ heart eyes?" Maya whispered as she looked at your lover girl who had the biggest smile and so said heart eyes covering her face. "And I want you to come. You don‘t have to, but i know she’d be really happy to see support from her friends."

Within seconds, the girls agreed, they loved you and the fact that you made Mary happy.

-

"What if I mess up?" you asked as you laughter died down, your head hidden in the crook of Mary’s neck. "You won‘t, love. You worked so hard to be there, you deserve it my girl, you deserve everything" she pressed a lingering kiss to your head, hugging you tightly.

Mary knew for sure that you would amaze everyone and with that thought she fell into a slumber, ready to see you shine.

-

"Wake up, baby, it‘s your big day" the goalie whispered as she kissed along your cheek. Not a morning person at all, you turned away, grumbling, "no baby, you‘ve to get up" pressing more quick kisses over your face as it scrunched up in responds, she knew you were slowly waking up. "Proper kiss?" you demanded softly with your morning voice while sitting up and rubbing your eyes.

"Anything for you" Mary firmly pressed her mouth on your own, one hand cupping your cheek to deepen it as she purred every inch of her love in that kiss.

Your mind was spinning as she pulled away, chest heaving at the intensity of her kiss - not expecting something like that in the early hours of the morning. "I made you breakfast and your towel is in the dryer so it‘s warm after your shower" you watched the goal keeper with so much love as she went to her drawer to hand you her hoodie, knowing that you get cold easily when you left the bed.

"What did I do to deserve you?"

Holding out her hand for you to take, the united player replied, "I ask myself the same question everyday" she didn’t give you the time to react before she pulled you at your hand in the kitchen, the table full of your favorite foods.

"Mary!" you gasped, "who‘s gonna eat all of that?" laughing at her confused expression, she answered straightaway, "you?"

-

Mary was jittery as she took a seat in the front row, next to her friends. She was biting her nails, body and mind filled with emotions.

She felt pride.

She felt excitement.

She felt nervous.

She felt afraid.

How will this end? She prayed that everything would work the way it should. That everything you did was the way it was trained. Ballet wasn‘t like dancing - Mary went on the pitch not knowing what‘s going to happen while you went on stage knowing exactly what should happen. It was the fear, the nervousness and the adventure that made both so exciting. In a way, your job and her job were so similar because they were so different.

The lights were on, people chatting and the curtain still closed, "she‘s going to be great" the skipper whispered in Mary’s ear as she was sitting behind her friend. With a squeeze on her shoulder, Leah tried to ease the goalies mind. Back at her funny and cocky self, she answered, "I know she will" and Mary truly believed it.

-

After what felt like forever in Mary’s eyes, the light started to dim before it went out fully, slowly the curtain was pulled open as it revealed the stage design. Everything looked beautiful and on point, nothing was where it didn‘t belong. The orchestra started playing, yourself going on stage looking absolutely breathtaking as you started the performance.

Mary sat there with her mouth agape, amazed by everything you did, her heart swelled with pride, eyes wide with hearts.

The goal keeper‘d seen you train and the effort you put in the show, the tears that left your eyes at night, the amount of times she carried your sleeping figure out of the car,

for the moment right now.

Everybody was holding their breath, nobody dared to say something (even Tooney, the goofy loud girl), the world just stopped. Everything disappeared - the ballet of the swan lake.

-

As the last note of the orchestra sounded, the silence became loud, a single tear of pride and joy escaped from Mary‘s eye. She said it before and will gladly do it again, you never failed to amaze her. It was the elegance of ballet that appealed to people, but if you look behind the façade - like Mary could - your mind would change, then you would know it not only looked effortlessly beautiful, but the years that each individual had to sacrifice.

The first to break the silence of the lionesses was Lucy, "wow" to which every girl agreed.

That performance was more than just wow yet everyone was too speechless to say anything else. As the lights were turned back on, the audience started to clap. Every single person in the audience stood up, clapping in their dazed state - it was the beauty of ballet.

The dancers, including yourself, stood in a row, smiling at the audience before bowing down. Your smile reached both of your ears, eyes fixed on Mary as she smiled proudly.

Everyone was also introduced individually with their role, who was then supposed to take a step forward, wave and bow again before joining the line again.

No doubt, when it was your turn that Mary told Alessia, "that‘s my girlfriend!" before clapping and cheering the loudest.

The goalie was the proudest girlfriend in the world, not just today but everyday.

-

"Baby, you were so amazing! And the sound effects with the-" Mary imitated the orchestra music, her hands flying around to visualize it, "and your moves" she stretched her legs in the air, walking on tip toes as she tried to explain every detail she saw. "Deep breaths my love" you giggled as you jumped on the kitchen counter, enjoying the show Mary gave you with her interpretation of swan lake. "Nah! It was just- you were just so- I’m so stunned" she flopped in your arms, standing in between your legs while her arms wrapped around your waist, "I’m so proud of you" she mumbled, her forehead resting against your own.

You matched her voice level with your answer, "Thank you. I love you"

"I love you too"

"I’m so fucking tired" you laughed, the iconic line of Lucía García leaving your lips. Mary with her famous laugh, picked you up and carried you, like so often, to bed, tugging you under the duvet after she had changed you in some comfortable sleeping clothes.

Before Mary even had the chance to join you, your soft snores filled the room, your body too exhausted to stay awake a minute longer. When she got cozy beside you, she pulled you close, cuddling your deep asleep figure.

Yet not going to sleep without giving you a good night kiss, so she pressed one against your forehead.

That night she dreamt about your gracefulness in the ballet and -

The beauty of the swan lake.

———————

[crazed-lamb-leg-enthusiast]

In dance class:

Race is doing fouettes and Albert just walks into it and race’s leg just smacks Alberts stomach.

[lisaalmeida]

L’amour, c’est un parfum.

Quelque chose que tu ne peux pas retenir, posséder ou décrire.

Un je-ne-sais-quoi qui flotte dans l’air, qui semble voué à disparaître mais qui peut propager une énergie plus phénoménale que la course des planètes !

Parfois, le parfum se fait insistant, envahit tout ton être et alors, rien n’est plus comme avant.

Ton paysage intérieur est changé pour toujours.

Et bien longtemps après la première fois que tu as eu cette sensation, bien après que le parfum semble s’être totalement évaporé, il suffit d’une brindille fugitive de ce parfum pour que resurgisse un bouquet de réminiscence, et que tout un grand bonheur que tu croyais perdu ressuscite et fouette à nouveau tes sens, comme l’air rare et fringant des altitudes.

François Garagnon

L’enfant qui savait

[wooeo]

ooo for enha girlie imagine she did ballet or something before becoming a trainee (like kazuha :)) and for a good while after debut she’s asked to demonstrate and maybe even do an en’oclock where she is their ballet teacher (everyone expected sunghoon to do the best but he’s shy with her snd keeps messing up so riki or jungwon get the ‘best student’ award from her 😭) please them just being jaw on floor whenever shes en pointe or the STRETCHING please theyre screaming in pain (minus sunoo tho hes still hurting cuz ballet stretches r the worst) making them try to do pirouettes/fouette 😭😭 or imagine she did figure skating and they make her a hoonie try and skate together except both of them did solos so it’s way harder to do couple skating for them 💀

REAL an entire en o'clock ep would be so cute lolol pranking them by saying they have to wear tututs and they believe you 😭 so they wear them until you can't hold your laughter and come clean 😭 shy sunghoon so true!! you hold your hands on his hips to correct him and he can't stop giggling and being flustered 😣😣 showing them how to stretch and they all fall onto the floor in pain ijbol having to give heeseung a quick massage to help with the pain teasing him about his old bones like he's not only a year older than you 😭😭