#scala Training

[gummi-ships]

Kingdom Hearts 3 - The Land of Departure

[scalacaelumx]

I will be led...wherever it is I am destined to go.

Day 6 of KHtober

[scalacaelumxx]

Taking a break from armor and fics to try my hand at designing a keyblade! My take on what Baldr's might look like, given *checks notes* everything about him.

Design notes + transparent under the cut!

Stained Glass:

This was the first thing I thought of when I was trying to come up with something. The white "glass" represents two things here. The first was his ability to hide the darkness in his heart from the others, which was convincing enough (until he stopped trying) to avoid suspicion. The second is Hoder's attempts to protect him and take care of him, keeping him safe with her light to cover his darkness.

It shattering is a good example of what can happen if something happens to that light and the darkness comes through.

X:

The X on the guard technically helps with support and could(?) maybe add some stability to the guard, but it's also impractical to rely on such a small support network instead of a well-made guard to begin with. And because of its placement, the blade can be awkward to hold.

Keychain:

Honestly it's just the symbol on Hoder's dress but half dark, half light because I'm unoriginal.

[cesarecitypilgrim]

Salire (o scendere) una scala. Allenare lo spirito 8/Climbing (or descending) a ladder. Spiritual training 8.

Giacobbe fece questo sogno: una scala poggiava sulla terra, mentre la sua cima raggiungeva il cielo e i messaggeri divini vi salivano e vi scendevano. (Genesi, 28,12) He had a dream in which he saw a stairway resting on the earth, with its top reaching to heaven, and the angels of God were ascending and descending on it. (Genesis, 28,12) William Blake: Jacob’s Ladder. © Trustees of the British…

[enby-opera]

Okay so- start off with this.

It’s not that Kalego is being spiteful and petty and won’t raise Iruma’s rank

It’s that he CANT.

Which makes sense. There’s a total of 10 ranks and the teachers can get them halfway there to 5 before that’s all they can do.

For them to rank up any more than that they need to take a test and be approved by of one the crowns

As for the Scala itself.

The crown has to be impartial

It has to be beneficial to the netherworld

I was expecting it to be something like- take care of the next generation for X amount of time since we see him surrounded by a bunch of kids earlier in the chapter.

Or maybe something with training first years for the harvest festival? But that isn’t until after summer break?

BUT EITHER WAY NOPE

MEPHISTO SAYS YALL FOUNDING A COUNTRY—

YALL THIS WILL BE FUN!!!!!

[bnyukani]

I was the anon that sent in being interested in your KH stuff and I came out of hiding cuz you welcomed it. I love KH a lot too and the thought of twst boys being in training gives me happy thoughts. But also the drama of it all if we’re talking about the push/pull of light vs darkness. I just wanna hear all your thoughts!!!

YESSS i wanna see these guys training with each other.... Maybe some older students giving lessons on their freetime for then because they asked 🥹💕💕

For actual story i have not thought that far but.. as a Ace stannie i favor his perspective in the story of being one that cant keep up (like in the twts story not having an um yet) honestly!! Ideas can still change if we get aces um in chapter 7 but thats for later date dbdb

For story ideass if we would go with yuu i probably would make them be from a different world drifting into scala ad caelum after their world was consumed by darkness, of course everyones yuus are different so i think its fun to think billions of different scenarios what yuu would be doing....

But tho!! Rn im more on the design grind, outfits for savanaclaw very easy to think of... Keybladess i haven't touched yet because im still struggling with hearts ones jdndnd

Also have thought of if some charas accessories work like in the games? Giving small boosts to your statss

I think my thoughts just grow along as i draw... And thats really the point designing and thinking while i get to draw my two favorite things ever bdbbdbd

[stuffymcstuffsworld]

The words I write

Dearest,

As you know, I am currently on the front line. I have full confidence that I shall pass this scala. This test is child's play compared to the rigorous training those of the Naberius clan endure.

I must admit that it is oddly quiet here. It is somewhat calming. Not to be bothered by that foolish principle or deal with that annoying cat.

I am also glad I no longer have to see my shameless uncle lazing about the school grounds. Compared to Babyls, the battlefield is a paradise. I'm sure you would agree.

I hope this letter has found you in good health. Try to stay safe while I am away. It would be unfortunate if I were to lose the only other intelligent student among us. I hope to write to you again soon.

Regards,

Naberius Kalego

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Dearest,

It has been a few weeks. I have received your gift. Thank you for sending more treats for ceberus. It was most appreciated.

This battle seems to be going well, I am looking forward to conquering the enemy. It may take longer than originally planned. Would you please continue to turn in the assignments I send over?

I would hate to fall behind for such a ridiculous reason. How are things on your end? That damn cat isn't dragging you into any nonsense, are they?

Congratulate Shichiro for me when you next see him. I heard that he is receiving his own page in that botanical magazine he constantly reads. I'm sure he is excited.

I have enclosed something i think you might find interesting with this letter. I hope this pleases you. I await your response.

Regards,

Naberius Kalego

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Dearest,

It has been months now since I started this enduring trial. I am pleased to write that I have successfully raised my rank. Which means I shall be returning soon.

I expect to arrive only a few days after you receive this letter. Let's plan an outing soon. While I am not overly fond of such things, I know it would please you after being apart for so long.

Besides, I would rather have just your company compared to the Neanderthals that roam the halls. I am sure you feel the same. Perhaps we can go to that little cafe you like.

The one with all the books. I could use a good book as well. I look forward to telling you of my accomplishments in person.

Soon to return,

Naberius Kalego

[databoyreekoo]

lost masters arc predictions (in no particular order)

!find original post here!

some ideas/predictions for the lost masters arc, i'll update this post whenever i think of anything else ✨

mickey recovers "daybreak town era" data from within scala ad caelum, he finds evidence of different layers/divisions within scala

the appearance of scala can be changed with the same (or similar) trick used with the land of departure/castle oblivion, it depends what guild/faction/person is in control and/or whoever wields master defender

sora connecting with strelitzia will allow namine to establish a link to ava, ava's potential return

lea and isa explore the castle in radiant garden, retracing their steps in order to find more clues about subject x, isa recounts how he got his scar

kairi stays with terra, aqua and ventus in the land of departure while training under aqua, the three of them help build up kairi's confidence and combat skills

kairi's desire and determination to become stronger, not just for herself but for her friends too, feels familiar to ven and resonates with him, chirithy reminds ven of the past which jump-starts a flood of memories returning to ven, he passes out again (lol) and Darkness confronts kairi, aqua and terra

like i speculated before, Darkness may take this opportunity to move to another host (kairi), since that's how darkness spreads

lauriam and elrena reunite and set off to aid the guardians, as well as relearn how to summon their keyblades

sora meets luxord, now human, in quadratum -- the wild card serves as proof that they've met before (it would be really funny if the wild card turned into luxord's business card lmfao)

aegis, magia and strelitzia become sora's party members

yozora and riku meet, but instead of fighting they partner up instead

black box will be opened, revealing what's inside

maleficent dragon form but in ue5, pete gets his "big moment" and/or gets turned into a heartless

luxu and the foretellers travel to quadratum

MoM face reveal 🥰

foretellers' face reveal and/or new outfits

true dandelion and child of destiny reveal

"riku isn't human"

new worlds (not all but i feel like these have a good chance); star wars, treasure planet, atlantis, coco, brave, moana, princess and the frog, soul, the incredibles, turning red, inside out, zootopia, enchanted

returning worlds; hercules, frozen, wreck-it-ralph, cinderella (cinderella 3 would be PERFECT for this)

riku, donald and goofy end up adventuring together for a bit, while mickey ends up with sora

subject x has the same scar isa does, or something similar -- it's revealed that the scar on isa would've originally ended up on subject x's face had isa not stepped in

kairi gives up her princess of heart powers, reflecting her growth as a person and as a keyblade wielder

sora recovers his lost memories and his true memories (perhaps riku does too...), with namine's help ("thank namine")

vanitas...separates himself from the collective Darkness and joins the guardians as well

playable characters (other than sora, obvs); riku, mickey, yozora

other characters may have smaller playable segments, like kairi training with aqua, or the guardians fighting together as a group (like in remind)

at least one more movie (like khx back cover)

khx/khux/khml player character is connected to sora (so like, sora is the reincarnation or descendant of player, something along those lines)

riku is a descendant of ephemera OR related to the master of masters

EDIT (additions)

skuld or strelitzia has ava's heart within them, like a kh1 sora and kairi situation, kairi's restoration in remind was foreshadowing ava's restoration

[ballet-symphonie]

Hi Ale,

Since you’re Italian, can you explain why some of the Italian ballet stars aren’t as famous as the Russian or American dancers? Eg Virna Toppi, Susanna Salvi, Nicoletta Manni?

The only Italian dancers who’ve basically made themselves international stars in the ballet world by are/were Ferri, Fracci, Bolle and now Tissi.

I honestly think that it it’s because of two reasons:

1. how they market themselves. American dancers use social media to get big (Isabella Boylston, Skylar Brandt, Tiler Peck) and for Russia it’s basically based on if you align yourself with Putin policies (Polunin, Zakharova, Gracheva, Shipulina is married to a vocal supporter, I think Zhiganshina posted a pro-Russia thing too?) or not (Smirnova, Osipova)

None of the Italian dancers really have a way to get themselves known in the international world imo. Italy is known for opera, food, and painting, I wouldn’t see ballet at La Scala unless there was a Russian there. (Side note: I loved how La Scala didn’t invite Zakharova for their recent Swan Lake, but they hired Smirnova instead😂it’s your loss, Sveta!)

2. I hate saying this, especially during the war, but Russia is basically the hot spot of ballet right now because of their rigorous training, the quality of good dancers, and sink or swim mentalities. Most people regardless if they’re in the ballet world don’t really see Italy as a ballet hotspot. Russia is THE place for ballet. Same with their ice skating, gymnastics and rhythmic gymnastics. They put the best time and effort into those who’ve given up their childhood to train.

Is there any other reasons why Italian stars aren’t big worldwide?

Hmm I have a lot of mixed thoughts to your points here.

As someone who's currently in Italy, Roberto Bolle is absolutely a household name. Nicoletta Manni and to a slightly lesser extent, Timofej Andrijashenko are both quite popular and well known. Manni is everywhere, even more so after their proposal at the Arena di Verona went viral. You can see her in advertisements, on the posters of La Scala, and frequently in the news. Nicoletta was just titled as "Officer of Merit" of the Italian Republic and publically recognized by our president, Sergio Mattarella. A few days later, she received the "Women of the Year" award by a promiemnt womens rights group called "Associazione Nazionale Donne Elettrici".

Italy has a diverse and robust culture and ballet at La Scala has historically been a part of that. Many Italian dancers and arts organizations are not as social media crazy as in other countries, we're more concerned with the art form and preserving its nature and longevity - not advertising it as something it's not or playing it up to match fickle trends. The historical importance is why La Scala has been a cultural center of high arts for centuries now, so many international stars speak so highly about it and desire to perform here- ballet, opera, and orchestra. Also, disrespectfully, if you wouldn't go see the ballet La Scala without a Russian headliner, then let someone else have your ticket. You don't know what you're missing.

2. I actually don't think Russia is the hotspot for ballet currently. The quality of training has declined at both BBA and VBA, and both of their main companies are being drastically mismanaged under politically messy leadership. The quality of good dancers remains, but most are from an older era. Furthermore, the training in Russia is quickly becoming dated, their dancers are not graduating with the skills to succeed in a repertoire that goes beyond Petitpa (and often lately, even the Petipa leaves a lot to be desired)

More importantly, ballet in Russia is not evolving or innovating. There are so few premieres with merit nowadays. A decent Coppelia and a stolen Pharoah's Daughter and some unremarkable, dated neoclassical pieces. Russian ballet has not taken off during the war, it's dying. MT's and BT's licenses to perform works are expiring left and right, BT has been performing Ratmansky's work without permission and credit to bolster their repertoire. Furthermore, no foreigners are coming to create commissions, many talented Russian choreographers have left the country such as Ilya Zhivoi and we're long past the golden age of Soviet innovation on stage.

In my opinion, the current hotspots are where new works are being created to great acclaim, and ballet is finding new audiences and new heights. The UK, with the Royal, English National, Akram Khan, Wayne McGregor, Matthew Bourne, Rambert, and fantastic curation by Sadler’s Wells. Canada, with the National Ballet's exciting rep, Medhi Walerski and Ballet BC and their collaborations with École supérieure de ballet du Québec, Crystal Pite's Kidd Pivot. Germany And then of course, New York with Kyle Abraham, Lauren Lovette, and Robert Battle at Paul Taylor, Yin Yue and her company YYDC, GALLIM, and the multitudes of creation spaces like ABT's Incubator, DANCE LAB NYC, and that's before we even get to the commercial scene.

[tired-truffle]

You’re The Sun Who Makes Me Shine

An Alistair x F!warden fic

One-shot

Word Count: 2.1k

Summary: Warden-Commander Lila walks in on her lover enjoying himself. Alistair doesn’t want her to leave.

A/N: Oops! Forgot to post this on Tumblr too!

Thank you @bibutterflies for letting me borrow your lovely warden Lila Amell ❤️ I hope I did her justice!

Title from the song I Touch Myself by Scala & Kolacny Brothers

This fic is NSFW

Masterlist

A low, stifled groan slipped through the cracks of her bedroom door as Lila reached for the handle. She frowned. It was late, near midnight, and she’d been caught up in the piles of paperwork she’d been procrastinating after a month-long, exhausting journey to the Deep Roads. At least Alistair had been with her, though there hadn’t been much space for quality time when one was nips deep in darkspawn.

The last she’d seen him, he’d been heading off to train with some of the older warden recruits - heavy hitters who weren’t skilled at pulling their punches. Usually, Alistair could hold his own, but even his boundless energy had its limits, and the Deep Roads had nearly sucked him dry.

Another groan, and Lila winced, imagining him attempting to stitch closed a wound he’d received during training. His stitches had to be the clumsiest she’d ever seen, on skin or fabric. He should have gone to the healer, but he likely didn’t wish to disturb there sleep. Considerate of him, but not necessary. She’d simply have to take over and stitch him up herself.

Opening the door, Lila strode into the room with the gusto of a woman ready to wrestle a needle out of her lover’s hand, only to stop short when she realized she had thoroughly misjudged the situation. Instead of a needle, Alistair held his hard cock in hand, his teeth gently biting his bottom lip, his head tilted back to rest against the headrest of their bed. His soft, sleeping trousers had been unlaced, his shirt hitched up to bare the lower planes of his abdomen that moved with his quickened breath and slow pumps of his fist. Upon her abrupt entry, he jolted, gasping at the intrusion, startled as he tried to shield his illicit activity from view, a deep blush spreading across his cheeks and over his ears. Caught red-handed, or rather, cock-in-handed.

Lila stood stock still on the threshold, here eyes darting from his lap to his face, her mouth dry as she struggled to form coherent words over Alistair’s wide eyed horror.

“Do you…” she licked her lips, gaze drawn to his cock, “want me to go?”

She hadn’t meant to pitch her voice lower, to imbue it with a husky neediness, but after weeks of only chaste touches and cuddles before crashing for the night, her body took over.

“No,” he said, too quickly to be casual - but then again, his devotion to her, both emotionally and physically, had always been zealous. He straightened, still blushing and bashful, but a spark of interest had his pupils expanding.

Lila shut the door behind her, turning the lock without breaking eye contact. Three long strides brought her to the edge of the bed, a fire roaring in the hearth heating up the room - though the heat in Alistair’s gaze alone could have sustained her in the mountains surrounding the Hinterlands.

Completing paperwork hadn’t required her armoured robes, and Lila was suddenly very thankful for the monotonous work. Removing her tunic in one swift tug over her head, she tossed it to the side, not caring where it landed. She made quick work of her trousers, Alistair’s eyes hungrily roving over every newly exposed expanse of pale skin. Her smalls and breastband followed suit.

“You too,” she said, gesturing to his clothes, his hand loose around his cock as he became fully distracted in her. But her words spurned him into action, and he’d stripped down to nothing in the span of seconds. Lila bit back a giggle, a pleased flutter in her stomach at his eagerness. He’d always been an enthusiastic lover, time had never changed his desire for her.

Lila kneeled on the bed at his feet, his legs bent at the knees and spread to make room for her. “Why did you stop?”

Alistair blinked rapidly, confusion tilting his lips into a frown, his brow furrowing. A sultry smirk curled the corners of her mouth, and she pointedly looked at his hard cock, twitching and untouched, and his hand lying at his side. His mouth formed an ‘O’ as realization sunk in, a blush spreading down his neck and chest that Lila had to resist from leaning in to run her tongue over his length.

“You want me to…” he trailed off, the blush deepening as his hand hovered over his length. He suddenly found the bedposts exceedingly interesting to look at.

“Touch yourself,” she finished for him. “Yes, I do.”

Eager to please and needing no further encouragement but the lock of her lips, Alistair wrapped his hand around his cock, pumping lazily as his eyes began to glaze over. A bead of cum rested at the head, and his thumb rolled over it, spreading it over the shaft.

Lila watched with half-lidded eyes, her breath hitching in her throat, momentarily forgetting her plan. Alistair reached for her, and jostled her back into ownership of her singular functioning brain cell.

“No,” she said, playfully slapping his hand away. “Don’t touch.”

His lips curved into an adorable pout, but she only smirked in return.

“Tell me what you were thinking about before I walked in.” Lila palmed her breast, shifting on her knees as pleasure coiled in her core.

“You,” Alistair rasped, his cock twitching as he quickened the pace.

Her hand trailed down to her thighs, teasing herself as she imagined those sword-roughened fingers grasping her hips and rutting against her. “Oh?”

He nodded, his chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath. “Yes. You, I always, ah, think of you.”

“How do you think of me?” Lila dipped her fingers into her wet heat and thumbed her taut nipple with the other hand. A needy moan pulled itself from her throat as she ghosted over the sensitive bud of nerves at the apex of her thighs.

Alistair nearly stopped breathing altogether.

“I-I, uh,” he said intelligently, gripping his thigh to stop himself from reaching for her. “That time in the inn outside of Denerim, in the bath with the special oils. How gorgeous you looked and how soft you—ah—felt.”

Lila remembered that day fondly, after weeks of being covered in a sheen of their own sweat and Maker knows what else, it had been blissful to wash away the grim. His warden’s stamina had come in handy, and once they’d sloshed enough water out of the bath that there was sure to be extra charges when they paid the next morning, they dried each other off and continued in the plush bed.

Her laugh came out more as a breathy sigh. “We both smelled like roses for days.”

He smiled, affection breaking through his lust. “You always smell like a rose to me, darling.”

“How sweet of you,” she crooned, ending with a whine that had his hips jerking into his palm, a breath hissed from between his teeth. “Do you want to know what I think of when I’m alone and missing you?”

He nodded quickly, his attention rapturous, and she grinned. “It’s usually, ah, not specific, just how good it feels to have your cock inside me,” she dipped a finger into her cunt, her walls clenching around the intrusion and she moaned, “how full you make me feel, your hands on my breasts and your breath hot in my ear.”

His gaze dropped to her breasts, wanting to touch but trembling as he held himself back. “Such a good boy,” she purred, unsure what exactly had come over her, but revelling in this new game all the same. “Would you like a reward for your obedience?”

He nodded again, just as eagerly as the first, but this time, he found his words. “Maker, yes.”

Headiness overtook her, and any shame she may have felt for barring herself to him fully was thrown out the window - it wouldn’t be the first time, and if she had anything to say about it, it wouldn’t be the last. She draped her legs atop his, bringing their hips closer, but not yet touching, offering him a full, uninterrupted view of her finger pumping in and out of her soaking cunt.

It must have taken every piece of willpower he had to hold himself back, but he did.

“Tell me what to do, Alistair,” she said hoarsely, the wet sounds of her fucking herself on her finger lewd and matching the pace he’d set for himself. “Tell me how to fuck myself like you would.”

He groaned at that, a strangled noise in the back of his throat, his cock bobbing like it was trying to bury itself inside her. “A-Add another,” he stammered as his blush deepened. “Another finger.”

Close enough to a complete sentence for Lila to understand the meaning, she complied, adding a second finger to accompany the first. She moaned at the slight stretch, her legs quivering. It was by no means as much of a stretch as Alistair himself, but the way his eye widened just a touch, and his hips began to jerkily thrust into his fist...Maker, the sight of him coming undone pushed her closer to the edge.

She pried his unoccupied hand from his thigh, the heat of his skin suffusing into hers as she brought his fingers to her lips. Licking up the length of his index, his lips parted around his pants as she took him into her mouth.

He leaned forward, eyes glued to her lips as she swirled her tongue around the callused pads, sucking him deeper. She added a second finger, mirroring what she used to fuck herself, and he bowed, his face inches from her own.

“Maker, Lila…” his glazed over gaze raked up and down her body. “I’m not going to last long at this rate.”

Her words of affirmation were lost in the sucking of his fingers, and he shuddered at the vibration.

“I want you to come with me,” he said. “Let me see you, love.”

Lila could get behind such an earnest request. Continuing to pump her fingers, curling them to hit the spot that made her whine, she added her thumb to her clit, circling the bud and keening at the added pleasure that shot through her limbs.

The Deep Roads had been long and treacherous, and she had needed this release more than she’d realized.

Her orgasm shivered through her legs, exploding in a ball of pleasure at her core - long over due. Her cunt clenched around her fingers, and she gasped, curling in on herself as she worked herself through her finish. Alistair came with a hoarse shout moments after, and she forced her eyes open to watch his as bliss washed over him - his nose scrunched and his eyelids fluttering. Beautiful, the freckles smattered across his cheeks standing out beneath the pink tinge to his skin.

He removed his fingers from her mouth, and Lila pulled her fingers from her cunt with a wet squelch, panting as she came down from her high. She met Alistair’s tired gaze, a lopsided smile gracing his lips and making her heart flutter.

Absentmindedly, he pawed at the pile of clothes he’d discarded on the bed, grabbing his smalls and wiping the cum from his stomach and softening cock. Lila didn’t see where he tossed the ruined garment, nor did she particularly care. Free of the sticky substance, his arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her against his chest and burying his face in her hair. He sighed his contentment, and when Lila could no longer tolerate the stretch of her hips, she pulled back slightly, shifting to straddle his lap properly. She settled back down, sweat slicked bodies cooling together.

“That was…unexpected,” Alistair said with a chuckle. “But I can’t say I didn’t thoroughly enjoy it.”

Lila placed kisses along the column of his throat, alternating between open-mouthed and tender brushes. “We should do it again sometimes.” When she bit down gently, he whimpered, and she grinned.

His arms tightened around her, and against her core, his cock began to harden again - warden stamina, one of her favourite perks. “You won’t hear any complaints from me.” He kissed the top of her head. “Now, what would you say, my dear, about bestowing upon me the honour of tasting you.”

A shiver ran down her spine, and her heart rate increased, anticipation thrumming up her desire. But who was she kidding? When it came to Alistair, there was almost nothing she wouldn’t allow him to do to her.

“I’d say: Maker, please, yes! I want you to fuck me with your tongue and then your cock,” she said with as much enthusiasm as she could muster. He laughed, his hands trailing down her back and over her thighs, and she joined him in his mirth.

“My Lady has quite the appetite, I suppose we’ll see if I can satisfy your hunger.”

And satisfy he did, until Lila screamed his name, until she collapsed in a boneless mess of euphoria and sweat. Much needed and well earned. Sleep could wait until after they’d had their fill.

[awesomeinmyworld]

I was thinking about how both Kairi and Xehanort say the "one sky- one destiny" line today, and i imagine it's not a coincidence to use the same phrase. So I do wonder if Kairi's grandma really is connected to Scala/Keyblade/Book if Prophecies stuff. Kairi unknowingly getting the more traditional keyblade training through her grandma is an interesting thought.

(MaybeshereallyisAvamaybeweshouldacceptthstnow?)

[murdermost-foul]

thank you @fatemy-friend !! my favourite 10 albums/eps/music projects !!!!!!

in no particular order:

stop making sense - the talking heads // δεκαπεντε εσπερινοί - μανος χατζιδακις // station to station - david bowie // διαίρεση - βασίλης παπακωνσταντίνου // γκαλοπ - λενα πλατωνος // the wild, the innocent & the e street shuffle - bruce springsteen // the kick inside - kate bush // the complete budokan 1978 - bob dylan // presence - led zeppelin // low symphony - philip glass

honorary mentions: darkness on the edge of town - bruce springsteen // ο σταυρός του νότου του νίκου καββαδία - θάνος μικρούτσικος // marquee moon - television // fire of unknown origin - blue öyster cult // paolo conte alla scala // white album - the beatles // blue train - john coltraine // έγινε η απώλεια συνήθεια μας - διάφανα κρινα

tagging @cosmmicdancer @cherryjuicegf @toddandersonsblog @seastoried @saintspringsteen @gravy---jones :))

[referie]

Why is the phone on close up

Is that mickey exploring scala

"Light... At the end of the tunnel" - kairi, kh1

Anyway the fact that we got playable mickey in scala makes me hope there will be playable other characters doing their thing

Kairi training under Aqua

Riku scenario in Quadratum

Probably not Donald and Goofy because so far the main game only allows us to play keyblade wielders

I don't know about the others since Yen Sid called off the search after they found out about Quadratum

Square pays attention to fan feedback and that's how we got those playable characters plus final fantasy cast in re:mind

So at least I want Kairi training as intro to Khiv and Riku route in Quadratum

Edit

I just realized why the phone is on close up

It's a rotary phone

Quadratum is in present day with the guy taking smartphone pic of heartless

So where is that

[thetwilightroadtonightfall]

the Keyblade’s legacy lives on 🗝️

Master Ephemer’s first three official Keyblade apprentices, all grown up. These three graduates developed a close bond with each other and their Master over the course of their training, and have sworn to protect Scala ad Caelum with the power bestowed upon them. (ficverse)

(left -> right)

Pallas - Coming from a humble beginning of being raised as a farmhand, this incredibly smart and perceptive Keyblade Master becomes the head scribe and archivist of Scala’s Keyblade Academy. {they/them}

Galvin - A kind soul with a strong sense of duty. Aside from being a Keyblade Master, he’s also known as the founder of Scala ad Caelum’s coast guard. {he/him}

Petra - A plucky and playful Keyblade Master filled with enthusiasm and a passion for sculpting. She has a lot of energy and loves teasing those who are closest to her. {she/her}

original/younger designs for comparison:

[coochiequeens]

Finally I'm able share some good news

Wild festivals, exquisite fruit-bowls and unusually realistic renderings of motherhood and female friendship – not to mention a glimpse of Lady Hamilton as an enthusiastic follower of Bacchus – will go on show in Madrid on Tuesday as one of the country’s most famous galleries seeks to spike the patriarchal canon of art history with a new, and avowedly feminist, exhibition.

The show at the Thyssen-Bornemisza – called simply Maestras (Women Masters) – uses almost 100 paintings, lithographs and sculptures to show how female artists from the late 16th to the early 20th centuries won recognition in their own lifetimes, only to find their works forgotten, erased or consigned to dusty storerooms.

Organised into eight chronological sections that reflect artistic and social changes, Maestras also explores how female artists, gallerists and patrons worked together to create and celebrate art while living and working in the grip and gaze of sexist, and often misogynistic, societies.

Elizabeth Sparhawk-Jones, The Shoe Shop, 1911. Photograph: Elyse Allen/© Art Resource, New York Scala, Florence

Seventeenth-century works by Artemisia Gentileschi, Fede Galizia and Elisabetta Sirani give way to still lifes of fruit and flowers before the exhibition moves to portraits – including Élisabeth Louise Vigeé Le Brun’s Lady Hamilton as a Bacchante – and then to Orientalism, depictions of working women, images of maternity, sisterhood and, finally, to images of female emancipation.

Among the show’s early exhibits is one of Gentileschi’s anguished studies of Susanna and the Elders, while the later pieces include Mary Cassatt’s bleary-eyed Breakfast in Bed and Maruja Mallo’s playful Fair pictures.

“This exhibition speaks positively of that other half of art history,” said the exhibition’s curator, the art historian and critic Rocío de la Villa.

“For a long time, the feminist history of art has been beset by all the handicaps and obstacles that had been put in the path of female creators. For example, they couldn’t access the same artistic training that their male colleagues could. They generally lived in an extremely patriarchal system that denied them their rights and in which their signatures had no legal value.”

There were, however, “certain moments and certain places” in which conditions were more favourable to female artists, and the show aims to offer “a series of windows through which we can see a mutual understanding and a camaraderie between artists, gallery owners and patrons”.

It also reminds visitors that some talented women caught the eye of European royal courts, and that some had husbands who helped them in the studio – or even looked after their children – because they knew that their wives’ gifts far exceeded their own.

Mary Cassatt, Breakfast in Bed, 1897. Photograph: The Huntington Library, Art Museum

Guillermo Solana, the artistic director of the Thyssen-Bornemisza, said Maestras was another example of the museum’s continuing commitment to feminism, education and addressing the prejudices of the past.

“I’d promised myself that I wouldn’t do any mansplaining today but I can’t help it when it comes to explaining what I’ve learned from the process of doing this exhibition, because I’ve learned a lot,” he told journalists on Monday morning.

“The first thing I learned from this exhibition – and which I think the public will also learn – was so many new names; so many fantastic artists I’d had no idea about and had never heard of. Of course, we knew about Artemisia Gentileschi and Frida Kahlo or Paula Modersohn-Becker, but how many important artists have got away – or been taken from us?”

Frida Kahlo, Portrait of Lucha María, A Girl from Tehuacán, 1942. Photograph: akg-images/© Rafael Doniz @ 2023 Banco de México Diego Rivera Frida Kahlo Museums Trust, México, D.F./VEGAP

De la Villa agreed. “The public is going to ask, ‘How can it be that we didn’t know about these female artists?’” she said.

“How is it that their works were in storerooms until recently? Maestras is a feminist exhibition that seeks to emphatically correct the prejudices that have come about as a result of the patriarchy – prejudices that have meant that works by female artists have remained in museum storerooms during the 20th century.”

She said the male-dominated artistic system had always sought to defend itself by denigrating female artists. Equally damaging, she added, was how historians had played down the achievements of women until their voices were silenced and their creations overlooked and then hidden from view.

“When women are hidden, or robbed of their past, they are robbed of their identity,” said De la Villa. “The power of culture is very important. It just can’t be separated from the social conditions we enjoy, or which we suffer.”

 Maestras is at the Thyssen-Bornemisza museum from 31 October to 4 February 2024

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What do you think of Yesenia Anushenkova and Elisabetta Nalin?

As usual… usual disclaimer: they are so youngggg, so who knows!

They’re both interesting however, Yesenia because she’s not the typical VBA grad, she graduated from Boris Eifman Academy in 2024, but… very interestingly, had joined the Mariinsky Ballet already as a trainee in 2023–and then made coryphee with VBA trained Alice Barinova—they’re often doing roles together. Fun fact, Yesenia l used to be in the same class as Darina Mooseva, who transferred to BBA, graduated in 2024, and is now at Bolshoi doing quite well for her first season, the two of them seem to still be friends.

The Italian Elisabetta is equally interesting, being a foreigner in Russia, I believe before her four years at vaganova she had studied at La Scala, and she ended at Bolshoi! She was in the same class as Alicia Barinova, and right next to her for the exam, since Kamila Sultangareeva moved to BBA, and was really featured in VBA graduation performances, she was the lead in the Spanish wedding and did Liliac Fairy for the first few performances before passing the role to Ekaterina Morotzova. At the Bolshoi she seems to be getting quite a lot of roles, alongside Kuprina (2023 grad) and her friend, Zakota, who also graduated in 2024 but was top of her class in the parallel class, who ended up at the Bolshoi with her. I recently saw she was rehearsing sulphide. The only thing I don’t love is how extremely hyperextended her knees and how extremely arched her foot is, when I watch clips I’m always afraid her knee will snap backwards and it might affect the lightness of her jumps. But the rest of her looks really strong and healthy, so I’m sure she can absolutely manage and has the muscles to protect herself, but visually sometimes it makes me afraid.

About their dancing… honestly I don’t have anything interesting to say? Sorry �� I don’t have anything to critique or praise, they’re just babies in their first official season! Lets see 🤷‍♀️