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#Leonardo x Caterina
brithombar · 1 year
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the ezio trilogy and its unique look at aging and growing into a man has been bastardized by the current everything is open world action game format. ezio spending the entirety of AC2 becoming a deadly assassin & then entering AC Brotherhood a wounded 30+ man who needed gameplay aids to perform the acrobatics of the previous game but who now possesses the ability to uplift & to mentor the next generation of assassins & then entering AC Revelations as a middle aged man where the only improvement the gameplay has made is a more elaborate strategy aspect for the assassins was a way for the gameplay to evolve with the advantages & limitations of age & its been bastardized as a concept into this wave of protagonists who start out as amnesiacs who cannot remember the awesome powers they possess inherently from the beginning of the game. these protagonists start out the game both young & untested so gamers can feel the accomplishment of novelty but they are also wise veterans so gamers can feel they are powerful without restraint, they have no communities to rebuild, they have no friends to support them, they have nobody to uplift and are never asked to degrade themselves by sharing their knowledge with others, they do not feel any sorrow over their past because constant monuments are dotted throughout the game to remind the player of how awesome they are & how no uncertainty exists. the bildungsroman present is this oroboros where the end is the beginning & the entire game was merely an unpleasant blip in the gamers awesomesauce poggerino lifestyle.
i'd like to see the bildungsroman & life story ezio auditore presents in the action game format done again & brought over into the indie sphere so it can be achieved with different genres, along with the multi generational approach mgs did with the snakes. i resent that popular media is such a wasteland of allowing adult nerds to relive an idealized version of their childhood that i've also been forced into nostalgia because i have to return to an original spin on the concept to experience authentic storytelling
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joseandrestabarnia · 2 years
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TÍTULO: Santa Catalina en prisión
AUTOR: Maestro de Santa Catalina
FECHA: Últimas décadas del siglo XIV
TÉCNICA: Fresco
DIMENSIONES: 226,8 x 173,5
ORIGEN: Piacenza, iglesia de San Lorenzo (capilla de Santa Caterina, muro posterior); almacenado en el Museo Cívico de Piacenza
INVENTARIO: GN2051
GÉNERO: Pintura
MUSEO: Galería Nacional
SECCIÓN DE EXPOSICIÓN: De la Edad Media a Leonardo Ala Oeste
El fresco, encerrado dentro de un marco con decoraciones geométricas policromadas idénticas a las de los frescos anteriores, representa el episodio de Santa Catalina en prisión.
El pintor resume en una sola escena dos momentos destacados del Passio, que habla del santo encarcelado y de la visita de la emperatriz, esposa del emperador Maximino.
Información e imagen de la web del Conjunto monumental de la Pilotta, Parma.
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storiarte · 2 years
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Il rinascimento Italiano
Venezia (seconda parte)
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San Sebastiano è un dipinto olio su tavola trasportato su tela (171x85,5 cm) di Antonello da Messina, databile al 1478 circa e conservato nella Gemäldegalerie di Dresda.
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La Madonna col Bambino, detta anche Madonna di Alzano, Madonna della Pera o Madonna Morelli, è un dipinto olio su tavola (83x66 cm) di Giovanni Bellini, databile al 1485 circa e conservato nell'Accademia Carrara di Bergamo.
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La Madonna del Prato è un dipinto a olio su tavola trasportata su tela (67,3x86,4 cm) di Giovanni Bellini, databile al 1505 circa e conservato nella National Gallery di Londra.
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Il Ritratto del doge Leonardo Loredan è un dipinto a olio su tavola (62x45 cm) di Giovanni Bellini, databile al 1501-1502 circa e conservato nella National Gallery di Londra. L'opera è firmata IOANNES BELLINVS sul cartiglio fissato al parapetto, ed è considerata in genere come il risultato più alto della ritrattistica di Bellini.
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Madonna con il Bambino tra le sante Caterina e Maria Maddalena, olio su tavola, 58 x 107 cm; Venezia, Gallerie dell’Accademia
Protagonista di questa “Sacra Conversazione Renier” di Giovanni Bellini, datata attorno al 1483, è l’inquietudine. I quattro personaggi sono avvolti da un’oscurità opprimente. Una luce posta fuori campo, sulla sinistra della tela, illumina i quattro. Ma è una luce che serve solo ad evidenziare le loro diverse espressioni.
La Madonna ha il capo appena reclinato che rivela diffidenza, tensione. Sorregge un Gesù che però non ha l’espressione serena di un bimbo tra le braccia della madre. Sembra molto di più un Gesù che, dalle braccia della Croce, sembra chiedere al Padre “perché mi hai abbandonato?”. Ed è verso l’alto che guarda, il fanciullo. La santa sulla sinistra osserva con dolce preoccupazione il fanciullo. La santa sulla destra, bella e pudica, ha uno sguardo tra lontano ed assente, ma non felice.
Lo spettatore si trova di fronte a questi personaggi in uno scenario che non consente di sottrarsi a quegli sguardi. E’ come entrare in una stanza dove è appena accaduto qualcosa. Di grave, di irrimediabile. E la tecnica prodigiosa del pittore veneziano è tutta orientata a disegnare un ritratto psicologico dei protagonisti.
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La Pala di San Giobbe è un dipinto olio su tavola (471x258 cm) di Giovanni Bellini, databile al 1487 circa e conservato nelle Gallerie dell'Accademia di Venezia.
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 Giovanni Bellini, 1488, Polittico di Nostra signora della Basilica dei Frari (Sacrestia – Cappella Pesaro), dipinto su tavola.
Nella sacrestia lo sguardo del visitatore è subito attratto dallo splendido polittico (m 2,75 x 2,50) commissionato dai tre figli di Pietro Pesaro, e cioè Benedetto, Nicolò e Marco, al pittore Giovanni Bellini. L’artista raffigura l’abside di una chiesa a volta di botte dorata, ma racchiusa da una pala in legno dorato per cui la cornice diventa il termine dell’architettura ed il punto dove i due mondi, quello sacro e quello profano, si incontrano e coincidono. Colori e volti affascinano: dal blu del manto della Madonna, alle chiazze di rosso, giallo e marrone; dai gialli e marroni degli abiti, delle ali, dei capelli degli angeli, alle venature dei gradini marmorei. Nello scomparto centrale del trittico, La Vergine seduta tiene tra le mani il Bambino che solleva il braccio in atto benedicente. La prospettiva è perfetta, tanto che la Vergine sembra staccata dal fondo. Le due lesene sorreggono il soffitto dell’ambiente aperto di lato dove sono posti i Santi e, nonostante i limiti imposti dalla forma del trittico, la spazialità è suggerita da una sottile striscia di paesaggio nei due lati estremi. Lo sguardo della Madonna è dolcissimo. Belli ed incisivi i due angeli musicanti ai piedi della Vergine: uno tiene tra le mani il flauto e l’altro il liuto. Nel catino d’oro, anche l’artista rivolge la sua preghiera alla Madonna con la scritta “Ianua certa poli, duc mentem, dirige vitam, quae peragam commissa tuae sint omnia curae”. (Sicura porta del cielo, illumina la mente, dirigi la vita, a te affido ogni mia azione). Bellissima anche la cornice che racchiude il dipinto. Disegnata, con ogni probabilità dal Bellini, fu poi intagliata da Jacopo da Faenza (sec. XV) ed è in perfetta sintonia con il dipinto.
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theaidanturnercult · 3 years
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“𝘕𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘦” 🥀
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Leonardo da Vinci
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@romanianbrotherhood    Since you wanted to be tagged~ ;)
As it was expected of all noble women in Italy's Renaissance era, they had to learn only how to be the perfect wives for their future husbands, chosen only to make strong allegiances between families, and create heirs to ensure the continuation of the renowned name. For the Templars especially that had to be ensured, in order to strengthen their numbers, overthrow any Assassin ruling and conquer the world, political-wise. That may have been the reason for the tremendous shock the Riario family had when their daughter, instead of behaving like a proper lady, kept exhibiting lack of manners and a love for the barbaric since very young.
How were they supposed to wed such an untamed soul? Who would be willing to take care of such an unruly child, if even her parents couldn't stop her from misbehaving?
Wearing breeches instead of dresses and a using a sword instead of a needle, she grew up to the ripe age of womanhood, and yet, her wildness only seemed to increase. Many suitors came to court her, yet they were all turned down before they could even introduce themselves, using a petty excuse at all times. That is, until her parents grew fed up, and at her mother's request, her father was to escort her to the house of the great painter da Vinci, known for his love of art and soft attitude, from which she should be able to learn. The plan was to let her there until she learns how to properly behave like a woman should, so they could finally give her off to some noble Templar. Clearly, she refused anything proposed by her parents, but with a slap on her face, she begrudgingly accepted the silly feat, letting her maid pack up whatever comfortable clothes she had and followed her father into the carriage, to the artist's home. He knocked on the door firmly, her hiding behind him, looking away and scoffing, until someone finally answered the call.
-?-: Buongiorno, Messer Riario! How may I help you today? Dad: Good day to you as well, Messer da Vinci. I have come with a little request, if you would. Leo: Si, signor, I am listening. Dad: My daughter, Y/N, is such an untamed spirit, unsuitable for marriage. My wife and I wondered if you could take her in as an apprentice or protegée and somehow make her cease her barbaric behaviour, we'd be eternally grateful. We will pay you as much as you need, weekly, only accept. Leo: I...Messer, that is a rather peculiar request...Although I suppose something like this wouldn't hurt anyone. Dad: Grazie mille di cuore, Messer da Vinci! You have my eternal gratitude! Leo: No need for such words, I'd be happy to help. Now, where is la bella signorina? Dad: She's right here, hiding behind me. Won't you greet this lovely man? Where are your manners, dear? Y/N: Um...Ciao. Dad: How dull of you. Can't you put a little more enthusiasm in it? That's why all those nice men rejected you. Y/N: Technically speaking, I rejected them. Dad: You're going to ruin your life if you continue like this. Nobody is going to wed you! Y/N: Oh, and what a pity. You know, there are other, more important things in life. Other than children bearing or marriage. Knowledge, for example. You wouldn't know, however, since you lack any sort of outer vision. Leo: Va bene, Messer, let's get her inside to settle down! I'm a busy man, I cannot linger much longer! Dad: Very well. Here is the payment for this month. Y/N, please behave. Y/N: Ci vediamo, padre.   (See you later)
One of Leonardo's apprentices carried her luggage to the spare room where she'll be staying. She sat on the bed, looking outside the window at the bright ray of light protruding her room, thinking of potential scenarios of her future. Leonardo was a famous artist with peculiar interests and even his speech seemed to betray a small speck of quirkiness, but somehow, he seemed to be rather...welcoming? In all reality though...Was it really such a horrible decision to learn how to defend herself? She wouldn't possibly want to become a damsel in distress or anything of the sort. And besides, training was enjoyable and relaxing, so why should she have stopped?
On the ground, on the nightstand, on the table there seemed to be sprawled papers and scribbled notebooks thrown in a rather messy manner. Picking them up one by one, she inspected each sketch, taking in every small, insignificant detail. She has never seen any of his famous works and seeing these scribbles now, she could see the life in them and the passion for learning and the unknown. She realised he, too, was one captivated by everything that seemed to terrify the mundane, and for that, she was grateful.
A knock on the door startled her, making her jolt up, looking at the intruder with the eyes of a frightened fawn, but soon relaxed under the calm, gentle gaze of her host, who seemed a tad spazzic.
Y/N: Uh...Ciao. Leo: Mi dispiace, signorina. I came to check on you and to... Oh, I see you've already discovered my discarded works. Y/N: They are beautiful...Why did you throw them away? Forgotten here, like the time? Leo: There's always room for improvement. Truth be told, I was rather unhappy with how they turned out, yet had not the heart to completely burn them. Y/N: May I...Keep them? They are rather inspiring. Leo: If my work can inspire someone with such a burning thirst for knowledge, then who am I to refuse your sincere request? Y/N: Grazie, Messer. Leo: Please, no need for these silly courtesies. Y/N: Suit yourself then, Leo. What are these, then? Leo: Ah, I see you stumbled upon my anatomical sketches. The hospital brings me bodies to study, hoping to help understand ourselves better and yet... Y/N: You'd need someone alive, huh? These drawings seem highly vivid though. I believe some imagination was required as well. Leo: There is only so much I can learn from living until they get creeped out. Y/N: *smirks* And what if I volunteer to be of any aid~? Would you paint me like one of your Italian girls? Leo: Would you allow me to? I suppose you know what that means, but- Y/N: Earn it and maybe I will slooowly allow you to peak and sketch a bit. Leo: You won't be disappointed!
And so, every week, the girl would allow her new friend to paint her, yet only the way she wanted, like reading lazily on the sofa, laying like a princess, or in the gardens, by the Spring flowers. Her beauty was ethereal, now that it was no longer hidden by a continuous burning rage and for Leonardo, it was definitely an angelic sight he loved to paint. And despite all his professionalism and the fact that he was truly dedicated and married to his work... He found himself wanting to paint her, not only for research purposes, but for something much more incredible and pure.
Despite all of her brash, 'barbaric' reflexes and the weird feeling of not having a weapon around her, she moved as graceful as a swan and her delicate touch would teleport him in other dimensions.
A fortnight later, the two grew more and more accustomed to each other, getting close and rather friendly, sometimes going out together to enjoy a fancy meal or see the beauty of the gardens, at night.
Nevertheless, as they were having a light conversation about the reason birds could fly, they were surprised by the door opening and a young boy in typical assassin garments, looking rather crestfallen yet pleased to see the blond man in front of him.
Y/N: One would say doors were invented for people to announce their arrival by knocking on them. Leo: Ah, there's really no problem, dear Y/N! This is Ezio Auditore, my friend. He's always welcomed here! Y/N: Thanks for the fun fact. I see you're friends with assassins. Wise choice, but rather risky. Ezio: You speak as though you are knowledgeable in the subject, signorina. Y/N: Of course I am. My father is a filthy Templar and I'm expected to be the same. Ezio: Templar...? Y/N: Ah, you don't even know your heritage, do you? Never you mind, learn more and perhaps I will tell you a story once you grow a bit older. Ezio: I'm pretty sure I'm older than you. Y/N: *grins* You'd be surprised, kiddo. Okay, Leo, he has my approval. Now, what is it that you want from us? Ezio: I was thinking you could repair something of mine. Leo: Ah, yes, of course!
As soon as Ezio put the pieces on the work table, Leonardo went full awestruck mode, saying how fascinating it looked and yet, got soon slightly disappointed that he didn't have the object's blueprints. Raising her eyebrow in confusion, the girl pointed to the scroll underneath the pieces, saying it might withhold crucial information about the alien technology. Gasping in surprise, he quickly started deciphering the code, shushing the poor Auditore and making him sit on the armchair until he was done with the repairing. She wouldn't admit it out loud, but seeing her new friend so entrapped in the spell of creation and learning got her to watch him more closely, her heart leaping with emotion at his enthusiasm. His fingers were working with such dexterity and ease as if he's merely sketching a tree and not repairing an ancient object with an even more difficult codex to read.
Poor kid already fell asleep soon after having sat in that armchair, yet it took Leo less than expected to fully repair what looked like a weapon bracer, possibly the assassins' legacy weapon and it seems like he also perfected it. Highly giddy, he woke Ezio up and told him about the requirements of using that blade...yet something seemed way off. There, in his gorgeous eyes, was an amused glint, sparkling with mischief as he saw the boy preparing his finger to be cut off with a cleaver. Much was his mirthful laughter when he just slammed the blade on the desk, near his finger, seeing his confused expression.
Not long after he explained the truth about the weapon, did another knock on the door disturb the peace. Clearly pissed off, the girl stormed to open it brashly, glaring at the guard in front of her.
Y/N: Now, what is it that you want? Don't you know it's rather rude to almost break that the door?! Guard: Uh...Are you Leonardo da Vinci? Y/N: Do I look like a Leonardo to you?! No, of course it's not me, dimwit! Now leave already! You're depriving me of my peace! Guard: Then, is it his residence? I don't have all day to waste with a wench like you, I am a busy man! Y/N: Oh, well what a shame it is! What is it your business with Messer da Vinci? Guard: It is strictly between I and him. Now run along! Leo: It's okay, Y/N, I can handle this. I am Leonardo da Vinci. How may I be of service? Guard: I need you to answer some questions. Leo: Certainly. Y/N: Outside, if you will? I do not want you polluting the air in our house with your filthy tongue. Guard: Next time you open your mouth, you will pay. Leo: Now, now, there's no need for violence. Guard: A witness saw you consorting with an enemy of the city. Leo: What? Me? Preposterous! Guard: When was the last time you saw or spoke to Ezio Auditore? Leo: Who? Guard: Don't play dumb! We know you were close to the Auditores! Perhaps this will help you clear your head- Y/N: I beg to differ.
Seeing the guard try to push Leonardo and bully him, Y/N got angry and punched him hard in the jaw taunting him. Clearly, he wasn't too good of a fighter either, since he seemed wobbly, so she took it to her advantage, took out the dagger from her sleeve, and twirling it around, lashed out at him, slashing his throat in one swift move. She looked at his shocked and pained expression as he fell, with a smug grin on her face, wiping the blood from her blade with her fingers.
Y/N: Perhaps being such a barbarian isn't a bad thing...Don't you think, dear friend? Leo: I surely can't deny that. Ezio: What happened here? Y/N: Ah, kiddo, you missed all the fun. What a pity. Ezio: You...?! Ah, nevermind, what do we do with the body? Leo: Just get it inside with the others. Ezio: The others?! Y/N: Well, of course. He's a scientist, you know? The city benefits from his knowledge. Leo: *shrugs shyly* Guess so. Ezio: *smiles* Bellissimo.
Many years passed, Ezio Auditore came to visit us quite often, offering a new Codex page with each arrival, always happy to see Leo's enthusiasm and hugging him.
As well as that, we had to move to Venice once and then to Rome, fearing for the boy's life, however, since he was framed so many times.
That is, until one day in Rome where we were working on commissions and works (where even I could help him despite only having painted for as long as we've been together), and Messer Auditore surprised us with a new acquisition. Unfortunately, we couldn't do much without Salai, the new apprentice, since he was away...again.
The bad part of this whole ordeal was that just as Ezio left us, a bunch of Guards got us out of the workshop, for a 'peaceful interrogation'. They started talking aggressively to Leonardo, which didn't do well with me in the slightest, and I went in front of him, standing in a fighting stance.
Y/N: Leonardo, run away while I keep them occupied. Leo: Cosa?! I cannot leave you behind! Y/N: D'you really think they'd be stupid enough to kill the daughter of the great Templar Riario? Leo: You cannot defend yourself, Y/N! Y/N: Now, that's where you are wrong, love.
Smirking, she easily ripped off the bottom half of her skirt,revealing her sword strapped to her leg on a holder, which she swiftly took out, pointing it at the enemies.
Y/N: I am Y/N Riario, daughter of a wealthy Templar and you, scums, better run away for I am done playing marionette for all his ridiculous schemes. Leonardo, I'm telling you only once to run away before I start killing off these roaches. Leo: I'm staying! Y/N: Suit yourself. Vittoria agli Assassini!
With that, she lashed out at the many enemies in front of her, slashing left and right with an unimaginable elegance and grace, her moves seemingly like ballet on a grand stage, being splattered with ruby droplets of blood from the ones attacking her and the person she came to have feelings for. She let her rage transform into focus and discipline, taunting the uneducated guards and making them lose their attention, as she easily severed heads and limbs. Nonetheless, her focus was broken once she heard a shrill scream from behind, which upon further inspection, was Leonardo running away, just as he was told. 'Good' she thought, as she continued fighting those bastards who thought defiling her home would be a good idea.
However, she was soon overwhelmed, since her father's army took over the place and captured her. Her interrogation wasn't easy, especially after admitting to side with the assassins. It seemed like an eternity, which couldn't have even been more than 2-3 days, until she was finally moved to what seemed like a temple, where to her horror, she saw Leonardo on the ground, his hands bound behind his back, and clearly beaten up, just like her.
Y/N: You...You monster! What has he done to you?! Nothing! He's innocent! Dad: No, he's not! He works for those filthy assassins! Y/N: Then kill me, instead! I killed your stupid Templars, not him! Dad: Silly little Y/N...Didn't I tell you I need you? Of course, only for some ties to be knotted together, but still, a very important role. Y/N: To hell with it! I'd rather burn in the deepest pits of Hell than help you or get married to some scum like that! Dad: Anyone can be subdued with just a little bit of persuasion...Quite like this.
With that, he kicked Leonardo's belly once again, earning a gasp of pain from the latter, and a protest from the girl. Protest, which was answered with a guard grabbing her hair tightly and pushing her to the ground.
Y/N: Tu, figlio di puttana bastardo! Tu, cane! Mostro! Bestia! I will kill you! Dad: I'd like to see you try, figlia.    (daughter)
With angry tears flooding her eyes, she took the dagger hidden in her sleeve, cut off her hair in a swift move, then got up as fast as lightning, cut the guard's throat and stole his sword.
Y/N: You and me, padre! Let us fight to death, if you're as brave and righteous as you say you are and we shall see on which side your God is! Dad: What a stubborn, ungrateful daughter I have raised! I should have had a son, not such a putana like you! Y/N: You wanted a son, and a son you got! Just, not in the body you wished for.
They fought as well as any soldier did, her father being if not, only slightly impressed by her sparring skills and the fact that, despite her injuries, she still held herself well against someone as big and built as he was. What he didn't know, was that agility and speed were her allies, and as she twirled to his side, she managed to thrust the blade into his throat. Blood gushed like a fountain from the wound and he fell to the ground gasping like a fish on the land, which made her smirk in satisfaction.
"And you were wondering why I wanted to fight...Now you know. Revenge is best served by your own hand."
With that, she kicked his body off the platform they were staying at and got her dagger to cut the rope from Leonardo's wrists, hugging him tightly.
Y/N: I'm so sorry you had to be brought up into this mess I created! Leo: Ah...I should have seen it coming. It wasn't your fault, dear, it was my own. Y/N: *sighs* I...I just...I don't know what to say anymore... -?-: You can start by kissing him? Y/N: Ezio?! Cosa diavolo stai facendo qui?! (What the hell are you doing here?) Ezio: *chuckles* Salini helped me get here. Leo: See, Y/N? He's not as useless as you thought he was. Ezio: Couldn't have agreed more. Y/N: Fine, fine, you might be right, whatever. Ezio: You have beautiful swordsmanship. I applaud you, bella. Y/N: *grins* Grazie, bambino. Ezio: *narrows his eyes* I still think I'm older than you. Y/N: Who cares? And besides, what got you here? You wanted to rescue poor, little us? Ezio: *shrugs* I think you had everything under control. However, this temple... Leo: Holds many secrets! Let's go and find them out! Y/N: Need I remind you you're incredibly hurt? Leo: Don't argue with me, you know I'm stubborn when it comes to things like this. Y/N: *eye twitch* Yes, I think I noticed that, when you just wouldn't run away when I told you so. Leo: *laughs sheepishly* Mi dispiace. Ezio: *sighs* Just kiss already. Y/N: What, and let you see it? No way, dream on! Vaffanculo, Auditore! Ezio: *laughs* Ah, you'd be perfect together. Leo: Ezio...
Grinning, Ezio patted his friend's back, who was hiding his face in his hands, shy and embarrassed. It took a while to get through the temple and even that proved to be rather disappointing, but at least back at out cozy home, we could finally mend our wounds and take care of each other. She sat on the edge of the bed, already in her loose, slightly translucent nightgown, lost in her thoughts, looking at the dark sky full of stars through the window, the multitude of candles lighting the room dimly. So lost in her own mind she was, that she didn't hear the door opening softly and Leonardo coming in. He walked slowly to the other edge of the bed, looking at her fair, slightly tanned skin that seemed to be plastered with purple-ish bruises and pink-ish lines like a spider's web spread across her whole back, which made the man's heart sink with sorrow. Clearly, he was an artist, a man of science and knowledge, not a fighter, and yet, a part of him cursed his soft nature for allowing the one he loves the most to protect him, and in turn, get hurt, permanent marks on her flawless skin kissed by the Sun's rays.
He didn't even realise his own actions until he moved her now significantly shorter ebony hair from her shoulders, revealing her bare skin and gingerly tracing down the small sleeves of the dress. She looked past he shoulder shyly, already knowing it was him, and smiled so beautifully that it took his breathe-away.
Y/N: Ah, mi dispiace, Leonardo. I suppose I won't be able to let you paint me any time soon. Leo: No, I...I should be the one to apologise for letting this happen to you. Y/N: Don't be silly. I was expecting that to happen sooner or later. And besides, I got my revenge, so I'm rather happy about that. Leo: But your beautiful skin...You had to suffer so much... Y/N: And so did, right? It's fine. It's all over now. We can finally live in peace and enjoy a life of art and research. Isn't that what we wanted? Leo: It is...And yet... Y/N: What is bothering you so, my dear? Leo: I...Think there's something wrong with me. Everytime I see you...I get this weird feeling in my chest end... Y/N: *grins* Do you remember what Ezio said today? Leo: Which part? Y/N: This part-
Tracing his face with her hand, she leaned slightly backwards so she could tenderly plant a soft kiss on his lips, still smiling at his forming blush. It seemed like fire ignited between them and a spark of courage surged through his veins, for as he looked in surprise and wonder at the girl in front of him, he embraced her tightly, kissing her again with just as much passion, finally understanding the peculiar feelings that kept bothering him for so long. It was a fiery love for the person in front of him, the strong yet fragile woman standing in front of him, her eyes big and gentle like those of a doe and a voice as sweet as an angel's (when she wasn't murdering someone).
He loved how trapped she would be in her own fictional world while reading a book or staring into nothingness and just thinking. He loved how perfectly well she'd blend among those colourful flowers in the garden, surrounded by the mesmerising perfume. He loved how happy she'd look when she'd watch him work or sketch something, explaining it to her. He love how she'd help him out with brilliant ideas everytime he got stuck on a piece of work.
And what he loved the most about her... ...Was the fact that she, too, loved him just as much as he loved her- And she never ceased to show him every day.
Y/N: So, Leonardo, amore, did you say once that you wanted to paint me like one of your Italian girl~? How about you get your charcoal and paints, I'm sure you'll be needing them for quite a while~. Leo: Si, certo, and yet, I think spending the nights with you, instead of my work, would be much better. Y/N: I couldn't agree more, mi tesoro~.  (My treasure) Leo: Ah, cuore mio, tu sei la luce dei miei occhi. (My heart, you are the light of my eyes) Y/N: E tu sei mi vita, per sempre.  (And you are my life, forever)
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deathshallbenomore · 3 years
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Quand'è che venderai i diritti della tua storia per lo sbattezzamento alla Rai, così ci esce una nuova homophobic gay rai fiction italiana sull'epopea infinita di una donna che cerca solo di sbattezzarsi, ma va incontro al potere del clero...saremmo tutti attaccati allo schermo
[solo se vengo interpretata da favino però, perchè sì sa - una volta c'erano i ruoli per gli attori, ora li fa tutti f-]
DETTO CIÒ il titolo di questa biopic dovrebbe essere qualcosa tipo LA FEDE E IL CORAGGIO un po' cerchiobottista come piace a mamma rai <3 (derogatory)
ovviamente gay homophobic: incontriamo la nostra Protagonista (P da qui in poi) al pride (che però non si chiama così per non turbare il pubblico boomer), magari vediamo anche una coppia non cishet che si bacia un po' sfocata e rigorosamente sullo sfondo, e finalmente arriviamo su P che chiacchiera col suo bff maschio alfa cishet. ovviamente questo è il tipo di amico con cui P, lesbica, ha un rapporto molto speciale - à la leonardo rai con caterina da cremona - che non potrebbe mai essere superato per intensità da qualsiasi relazione ghei.
iniziamo a capire un po' della backstory di P: scontro tra background cattolico e voglia di affrancarsi da un vincolo che la soffoca. ha poi inizio l'emozionante dramma di scontro con i poteri forti del clero, vediamo amici e parenti abbandonare P per le sue ////scelte// [scena madre in cui P e Madre si urlano addosso piangendo in cucina, il caos dentro di loro mente fuori c'è una calma domestica soffocante ed esasperante: "io ci sono stata sempre per te, ma non riesco più nemmeno a guardarti negli occhi, tu non sei mia figlia!"]. P però è determinata a portare avanti la sua causa, e così si reca di persona dal prete che continua a darle contro, e conosce X, ragazza palesemente ghei che dà una mano in oratorio mentre vive un dissidio interiore tra la sua fede e il coraggio di fare coming out e vivere apertamente e serenamente.
va beh le cose procedono e da brava fiction rai c'è ovviamente il momento di ambiguità tra P e Maschio Alfa perchè il loro rapporto è ///speciale/////. scene à la sorrentino di swish swish abiti clericali e mezza diocesi in subbuglio. MA tutto è bene quel che finisce bene! alla fine la nostra protagonista vince.
ma poteva vincere del tutto? les jeux sont faits e le nostre amiche lelle e innamorate sono sedute [esterno notte] su un muretto, di sera, il tipico setting delle confessioni e degli scambi di segreti importantissimi. P pensa che sia finalmente arrivato il momento in cui finirà tutta questa tensione con X, ed effettivamente è così! ma siamo sulla rai e quindi
X: "Protagonista. devo dirti una cosa"
P:
X:
P:
X: "ti voglio bene"
and scene.
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lochiels · 3 years
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tagged by @myeaglesong​, thank you!
list your 10 favourite characters from 10 fandoms and tag 10 people
not in particular order
i. louisa trotter (the duchess of duke street) ii. catherine of braganza (the last king) iii. lt. william bush (hornblower) iv. caterina da cremona (leonardo) v. marya bolkonskaya (war and peace) vi. lt. malcolm reed (star trek: enterprise) vii. lucy pevensie (the chronicles of narnia) viii. faramir (the lord of the rings) ix. margaret pole (the spanish princess) x. dwight enys (poldark)
we tag anyone who wants to join in <3
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cortegiania · 3 years
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Leonardo update 
Caterina trailer x
 New stills x
 New set photos x
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chaos-monkeyy · 4 years
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State of Chaos
For WIP Wednesday, I thought I’d try something different! So instead of sharing an excerpt from a work in progress, here is a list of the WIPs I’m working on in my too many fandoms at the moment, both published and not; as well as some blathering about other *ideas* I have that I (probably) (maybe) plan (hope) to write at some point. Feel free to ask for more details or ‘vote’ on what I should focus on if you want, I can’t promise anything but I am highly impressionable, and when people get me excited about something there’s a good chance I’ll work on it 😂
(it’s a long post so I’m just putting it all under a cut! There’s mention of kink fics & ships, but I don’t go into any detail about them)
Assassin’s Creed
Diletto (working title) Ezio/Caterina and Ezio/Caterina/Leo, where Caterina wants to be the one to do the fucking, Ezio is more than amenable to this idea, and Leonardo da Vinci makes the world’s first strap-on. First chapter rough draft is written, as well as a few little chunks of chapter 2! Writing F/M fic is always a bit out there for me, but I am very excited about how this one is coming along. 
The skills of Assassins  The Ezio/Mario sexy training one! Three chapters published and while I’ve got several ideas for other chapters, I haven’t started actually writing them yet 🙈 I’m at that point where I need to balance I want more porn with not just getting repetitive… 
Plans  I really want to write some Ezio/Leo smut, got this idea for playful ‘how much can I distract you’ while Leonardo is deciphering one of Ezio’s codex pages (he always bends over the worktable to do it and I just. I can’t not). I also have Thoughts about a couple more kink fics, including a Shaun POV sequel to Not here 😏 And I just, I have to write something with silver fox Revelation’s Ezio. No idea what yet, but god damn he’s sexy. 
The Dresden Files
Nothing really in progress, exactly, though I’ve been kicking around a Dresden/Marcone idea where Marcone hires a Harry look-alike to play out his fantasies of Domming the fuck out of that fucking wizard. (Honestly, there’s so many pairings in TDF that I love the thought of, but just never quite manage to come up with something to write for them… Perhaps I’ll continue my read-through of the series in a search for inspiration.) 
The Expanse
Also nothing actively in progress; I have a couple fic ideas that I still really like the thought of (including a ‘proto-Miller getting freaky with the mind games and double-teaming Holden’ threesome), but I’m not sure if/when I’ll get around to writing any of them. If a new book or season comes out, that might kickstart the interest again.
Midsomer Murders 
A short holiday (working title) Just a standalone PWP / Porn with Feelings for my OG OT3. John, Sarah, and Ben spending a long weekend together in a nicely remote cottage with a hot tub and a fireplace, and having a whole lot of sexy sex and cuddles. Probably featuring needy bottom!John and Sarah demanding some good old-fashioned DP from the two of them. I’ve got some of the start written and I pick at it every now and then when I’m feeling sappy. 
Behind the scenes The companion fic to Falls into place. I still have ideas that I wanted to do, but ever since MM got taken off Netflix, it’s made it harder to write for the show at all and for this little ficlets collection in particular 😭 
Midsomer x Wallace and Gromit crossover  This is a semi-secret project I’ve been working at slowly for over a year now, and a rare non-smutty work 😱 I really like it and do plan to finish it.. someday, but given that it’s an actual fucking story, with no sexy times or shipping, it’s very very out of my comfort zone. So… slow going, to say the least 😅
Plans I really do want to write a werewolf!Jones fic for Bobbit, I just need to figure out what it is exactly that I want to do with it… I also I had a few more ideas for Just Relax (the John dealing with / helping / being there for stress-bunny Ben series), but I have no clue if I’ll ever get around to actually writing them out or not. 
Star Wars
(Come) Ride With Me Got some sexy stuff written out for Chapter 3 (I actually wrote it before even finishing BLJ, it’s what got me writing the damn sequel / companion fic in the first place), but I’m having trouble getting the chapter set-up started. It’ll happen eventually!
Orgy fic That self-indulgent fuckfest I’ve been working at with Jewell for ages, ft. Formbi/Ronan, Ar’alani/Faro, Thrawn/Eli/Nightswan, and Thrass/Everybody. It’s maybe a solid half-done? But damn it’s a lot of POVs to get right and a lot of… bodies and activities to keep track of 😆 (it’s frikken hot though, if I do say so myself)
Sequel to Pinned and Control  I did write out a little tiny chunk for that, and Rev and I have Ideas(TM) for it. I’m still tentatively hopeful they’ll come to fruition someday 😂 experienced young sexpot Eli and older flustered inexperienced Thrawn is just too good to leave dormant forever. 
Plans  Still got a couple more Thrawn/Thrass oneshots I wanna write for the Stripped series. But I know it’s going to make me sad as well as horny if you’ve read Outbound Flight you know why so I haven’t been in just the right mood to actually write them yet. I also really want to write a crack-adjacent Thranto gloryhole fic, a deliciously sacrilegious modern Earth AU with Eli essentially dirty-talking priest!Thrawn in the confessional, a Thrawn/Eli/Thrass ‘he had to marry both brothers’ AU of some kind, a NightThrawn ice to fire sequel, and a part 2 for Consequences. And maybe some Thrawn/Fenn porny oneshots set in the Peace Bearer universe I mean what 😇
The Witcher
Flagrant Indecency Chapter 4 is partially written, and I have basic plans for chapter 5! This is a tough one just cause… yeah. More panic / embarrassment than what I usually write for omo, but I am happy with how it’s coming along. I signed up for Wolfie’s finish your fic fest with this one, so I plan to have ch 4 up in a couple weeks and the fic finish by (…whatever the event deadline is, september I think?) at the latest!
No title yet  I got ambushed the other day by a Geraskier fic idea involving an incubus hunt gone wrong, juiced-up demanding bottom!Geralt, and inappropriate (but consensual) use of Axii. It’s coming along very nicely 😏 chances are good it’ll be the next thing I publish but honestly, I can never be totally sure what the Brain will decide to do.
Plans  There’s a few things I want to get done at some point, including: Geralt discovers Jaskier’s glove kink by accident and they have a lot of fun with that; a sequel to Undignified with more omo thirst trap Jaskier; Geralt’s first time getting fucked / being with a man at all because he walked in on Jaskier and now he’s curious and Jaskier is more than happy to oblige; and possibly one or two sequels to Intoxicating as well because I love my problematic dynamics too much to leave it there. Oh! And maybe a sequel to Tight Fit as well, Jaskier is nothing if not determined 😏
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heart-shaped-heart · 5 years
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New Dawn [oneshot]
Fandom: Assassin’s creed
Pairing: Ezio x Fem!Reader 
Summary: You’re Spanish assassin, courageous and talented. Once you’re invited to Rome by what’s left of Italian Brotherhood to defeat your common enemy - Borgia. But even you, the avant-garde of assassins’ powers, have some secrets to keep.
Rating: PG-13
Word count: 1480
Warnings: none
Requested by: @ witch-of-letters
A/N: Once again thank you for your great request! I apologize for making you wait that long, but I hope it’s worth it and you will enjoy the story!~
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It’s been a year. A year since you’ve arrived at Rome. A year since you’ve become one of the leaders of the rise, the new dawn of lately dying Italian Brotherhood.
A year since you’ve first met Ezio Auditore de Firenze.
...You still remember your first meeting, and it’s not that it was very pleasant. Monteriggioni was defeated, Ezio himself was defeated, and then here you are, strong and invincible, come to help - of course, deeply inside Ezio felt more vulnerable and offended by his weakness than he wanted to show, especially to a woman. 
But after some time of working together, side by side, he understood that you’re not the person that could ever make him feel ashamed. As spoked, you truly were ruthless with your enemies, but you turn out to be understanding, easy-going and jovial with him. You quickly got attached to each other.
You pulled the strings of underground with him, you found new recruits for him, you helped him with Leonardo’s machines, you was with him, when Caterina, who, as he thought then, he had a thing for, left. But with every shared moment you were getting more and more clear realization that your attitude to him went too far from working relationships. Of course it was against your principles, but at some moment you realized that you have neither will nor power to fight yourself.
And he... He was just Ezio Auditore, did you have any chances? Afraid of ruining your relationships, you were completely content by just being with him, working with him, helping him.
But one day something broke. Something changed. One day he looked at you, and his look wasn’t the same as always; there wasn’t usual smile, usual warmth in his eyes anymore. His look was absolutely empty, and at this moment something crashed inside your chest. 
And since that moment time began to flow more slowly than ever. It felt like if you got stuck in the middle of the still sea all alone, and you just float, and your thoughts are the only companions you have. You couldn’t get rid of them at all: what’s wrong? what did you done? why does he keep silence? After your every attempt to talk to finally find out the problem Ezio disappeared with some new excuse, and it did scare you even more. 
That silence between two of you was tense, but so numb, and after all you just gave up. You had no more energy to fight, you were too devastated, so you just let things slide. It hurt. It hurt even more then if he yelled, screamed; but he kept silence, and it was the worse. 
With every other day you found yourself more and more distant from people you called your family: assassins, Machiavelli, Claudia... Ezio. With every other day you felt worse; finally, you lost your sleep. 
Night streets of Rome were beautiful, truly beautiful. Empty and neat, with fresh air, they were the thing that could calm and distract your mind. You travelled through the sleeping city, no matter how - on the ground or from one roof to another, and then came back to the assassins’ base shortly before morning. 
Tiny fire on the end of the candle trembled, as you were looking at horizon, which already started to burn with a weak shine. Night silence covered you, letting you get deeply in your thoughts. And you’d already started to nod off when a sudden thud waked you from drowse. You flinched, and then quickly recognized the sound of the opening door. But before you could think of who could open it, the person who did in entered the living room, and in trembling light of candle you saw Ezio’s face. 
As he noticed you, he stood still, not sure what to do. 
“Why are you awake?” he finally asked non-emotionally, and this was the first time in a long time when he spoke to you first. 
Ezio walked across the room, put off some weapon and placed it on the table. 
“I could ask the same of you”. 
He didn’t answer - of course he didn’t; and suddenly you felt like if something burst inside you; a mixture of resentment, anger and despair filled your chest, and inability to keep silent burned your throat.
“Ezio,’ you called and stood up, “We need to talk, don’t we?”
He sighed with some tiredness and hesitated for a few seconds more - but these seconds lasted for ages.
“Y/n Y/S/n,” he finally turned to you and looked to your eyes, as if he was trying to find the answer in your face, and you shivered, “This name you said to me when we first met. But that wasn’t true, was it?”
As you realized what he was talking about, everything fell into place.
But you almost choked on how sudden and unpleasant was his question. This topic you would like to avoid the most of all. Not because you was afraid, but because you was ashamed, and also sorry for missing any opportunity to tell him the truth by yourself. Maybe if Ezio had learnt it from you, he would have not reacted so roughly?.. Anyway, you’ll never know.
You looked at him. Ezio was still looking in your eyes, and there was no any exact expression on his face; only a ghost of disappointed sadness and pursed lips could show his emotions.
He doubted. 
And you clearly understood, that it's his duty to protect the Brotherhood and eliminate any possibility of being betrayed, but... as much as you hated to admit it, the fact that he doubted about you was painful to accept.
“My mother was an assassin,” you started, sighed deeply and turned around to the window, “One of the most devoted members of the Brotherhood. Once she had a... quick romance with Rodrigo Borgia. But when she learnt who he happened to be, she left him immediately. I didn’t know my father’s name till my mother’s last day... She finally confessed me on her deathbed. I was ten.” 
After a moment of silence you turned to him again, but there is no sorrow or confusion in your eyes anymore - only strength and confidence.
“And then I was raised by assassins. I realize that hiding my origin wasn't the right thing to do and I apologize for that, but Borgia’s not my family, it never was. The Brotherhood is. And I would rather die than betray it.”
Ezio turned away a bit, and after a minute of tense silence you suddenly heard a soft nervous laugh. At the sound of it you suddenly felt both relief and confusion; you just stood still, not sure how to react.
“...You find it funny?” you asked.
“No. No, of course not,” he signed deeply and tiredly, a sad smile slowly disappeared from his lips, “I don’t laugh at you. I laugh more at myself. I’m such a fool sometimes. It is me who should apologize.”
You slightly stepped closer.
“What do you mean?”
“You know... All these wars, fights, betrayals... They can make anyone paranoid. When I heard about your origin, I... I didn't know what to think, the news swept me off my feet. You just... were the only person I thought I could trust, and...”
“You can.”
“What?” he finally looked you in the eyes with some kind of surprise as if he just noticed your presence.
“You can trust me, Ezio. I swear.”
His lips suddenly pulled into a soft, gentle smile as he slightly nodded.
“I know,” he whispered, and you felt a knot of warm forming in your chest.
...You didn’t really remember when did the distance between two of you disappeared - but it did. The only thing you could notice is his eyes, deep and dark, as if they were the only object that existed in the whole world, and at this moment you suddenly understood what does the phrase “to get lost in someone’s eyes” means.
“Ezio... Auditore de Firenze,” you whispered as your gaze travelled down to his scarred, but so pretty and kissable - this word came to your mind for the first time in your entire life - lips.
“Yes?” he answered in the same murmur, still smiling, and you felt his hands slipping up your back.
Some needed words formed on your tongue and slipped out quicker than you could weigh the pros and cons:
“Just... kiss me already.”
And he did nothing but obeyed.
...Warm morning took over Rome, slightly dispelling the darkness of the night and spreading through the narrow streets, but still harbouring the ones who wanted to be harboured, and hiding their gentle whisper in soft gust of wind.
“Never leave my side. Please.”
“I promise.”
And above the horizon the new dawn revealed its shine to the sleepy city.
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lockingishard · 5 years
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Something awesome update #02 - Deadlock
Somehow I spent the last three days working on how to bypass the notification below when I plug the ducky into my Mac, instead of working on file exfiltration code itself.
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The Youtube video I found follows the below method:
Press down the reset button, hold and plug in the rubber ducky to get it into the dfu programming mode (i.e. boot loader mode)
Flash the firmware 
Upload osx.hex, a version of ducky firmware that happens to configure the rubber ducky in such a way that VID and PID are changed into ones of Apple, leading the system to believe it’s an Apple Keyboard
So I downloaded Macport then configured DFU programmer in an attempt to enter the Arduino into boot loader mode to flash the firmware. But the command to flash the firmware requires the chip number of Arduino Leonardo and somehow the “board information” section in the IDE doesn’t contain this information. So I did some research to figure out how to acquire the chip number, and it turns out that Atmega32u4 doesn’t have an official serial number assigned to it, which is an issue reflected by other users as well.
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After half a day of research I realised that Arduino Leonardo uses a totally different way to flash the firmware than the microprocessor employed by the rubber ducky in the video. I’m cooked. What’s worse is that there’s no DFU mode on Leonardo as it uses Caterina as its boot loader, and to get my ducky into boot loader mode I only have to open Arduino Leonardo’s serial port at 1200 baud and close it, which gives me 8 seconds to upload the flash the hex file onto the device.
I did another day of research and found two ways to achieve the last step:
Flash it using python code provided by https://stackoverflow.com/questions/45646127/how-to-upload-a-hex-file-into-an-arduino-leonardo-using-avrdude-from-the-command.
Download Avrdude and flash it with command avrdude -C ../etc/avrdude.conf -v -p atmega32u4 -c avr109 -P port -b 57600 -D -U flash:w:filename.hex:i *given by https://www.reddit.com/r/arduino/comments/5kzqad/help_cannot_figure_out_how_to_flash_a_hex_file/*
Arduino Builder would’ve been a good choice but the tool does not have an OS X version :(
But then I realised that the ducky firmware (i.e. osx.hex file) is probably incompatible with Arduino hardware as it was designed by hak5 for its own ducky device...
So I did a whole half day of research on how to change VID/PID on Arduino Leonardo and finally ended up with a solution inspired by https://forum.arduino.cc/index.php?topic=360330.0.
It took me a while to find boards.txt as somehow the pathways given by my research are only for Linux and Windows...After hours of meaningless searching, this line captured my attention in preference.txt stored in /Library/arduino15: last.ide.1.8.9.hardwarepath=/Applications/Arduino.app/Contents/Java/hardware(Yes I came across a Youtube video revealing the path two days later...mixed feelings indeed)
So I jumped into the hardware file and my guts led me to figure out boards.txt eventually. Edited VID/PID as followed:
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Restarted the IDE showed me the correct board name but VID/PID remained the same in the board info section. So I did a whole night of research, jumping back and forth in the directory. I tried adding USB_MODEL_PID in the descriptor.h file in usb-serial and usb-dfu, which obviously broke something so I reverted changes. Then I doubted if I should change the #defined AVR_LEONARDO to properly change board configuration, so I spent another hour trying to find the file defining board configuration, which turned out to be in the usb-serial folder and only contained LEDs.h, which had nothing to do with defining Leonardo configuration.
Then I noticed the quotation mark that wraps around the company name is different from the ones used in other sections:
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So I changed it, affected nothing.
Out of desperation I compiled the file exfiltration code again and did another testing, and miraculously it changed from default 2341:8036 to the allegedly Apple VID/PID I assigned to it:
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That marked the breakthrough of the deadlock I’ve been working on for the past few days...A surprisingly simple solution derived from needless trial-and-error efforts :(
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joseandrestabarnia · 2 years
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TÍTULO: Santa Catalina anima a los cristianos
AUTOR: Maestro de Santa Caterina
FECHA: Últimas décadas del siglo XIV
TÉCNICA: Fresco
DIMENSIONES: 292,5 x 167,5
ORIGEN: Piacenza, iglesia de San Lorenzo (ermita de Santa Caterina, muro derecho); almacenado en el Museo Cívico de Piacenza
INVENTARIO: GN2044
GÉNERO: Pintura
MUSEO: Galería Nacional
SECCIÓN DE EXPOSICIÓN: De la Edad Media a Leonardo Ala Oeste
El fresco, en gran parte mutilado en la sección derecha, está resaltado por un patrón geométrico policromado que moldea idéntico a los otros cuadrados.
Santa Catalina, seguida por un grupo de mujeres nobles, entra en una habitación con un artesonado, cuyas paredes y piso exhiben decoraciones romboides y enmarcadas, y parece dirigir su atención a una figura sentada en un banco.
Información e imagen de la web del Conjunto monumental de la Pilotta, Parma.
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theaidanturnercult · 3 years
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“𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆’𝒔 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒎𝒑𝒐𝒓𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒌” 🕯
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freedomtripitaly · 4 years
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C’è una buona notizia per il turismo che, piano piano, inizia a vedere finalmente la luce in fondo al tunnel. Riapre la Francia e riaprono i castelli della Loira. La prefettura di Indre-et-Loire ha, infatti, autorizzato una trentina tra i siti più famosi della regione a riprendere l’attività: il suggestivo Castello di Chenonceau, il Castello reale di Amboise, ultima dimora di Leonardo da Vinci, il castello con i giardini di Villandry, la fortezza reale di Chinon e il castello e i giardini di Rivau, solo per citarne alcuni per quando #torneremoaviaggiare. Una ventata di ottimismo per la ripartenza, con percorsi adattati per garantire ai visitatori la massima sicurezza e, nello stesso tempo, permettere di ammirare di nuovo i celebri castelli e i parchi storici, mete da sempre apprezzate dal turismo internazionale. La Valle della Loira, dichiarata Patrimonio Unesco, custodisce tra le sue verdi vallate oltre 300 castelli, simboli di eleganza e raffinatezza, che sorprendono per la loro magnificenza e trasportano in un’atmosfera d’altri tempi, dal Medioevo al Rinascimento, e si inseriscono nell’ambiente circostante con i loro curati giardini e limpidi specchi d’acqua. Eredità di re, ricchi cortigiani e nobili che dal X secolo elessero questa magnifica regione come meta prediletta per le loro vacanze, i castelli e i loro lussureggianti parchi vennero progettati dai migliori artisti e paesaggisti del mondo e conobbero personalità di spicco della Storia come il già citato Leonardo da Vinci, Caterina de’ Medici, Cartesio, Riccardo I d’Inghilterra e Giovanna d’Arco. Luoghi carichi di storia, 20 dei castelli appartengono alla rete Grands Sites du Val de Loire e sono tra i più celebri e visitati della regione: il Castello reale di Blois, che apre le porte della valle e affascina con la sua ricchezza architettonica, il Castello di Chevern, circondato da un incantevole parco botanico, il Castello di Chenonceau, il secondo più visitato di Francia dopo la Reggia di Versailles, e l’imperdibile Castello di Amboise, uno dei più ampi della Loira e importante protagonista della storia della nazione, cenacolo di artisti come il grande Leonardo. Oltre alle magnifiche residenze, la Valle è uno scrigno di bellezze paesaggistiche con scorci mozzafiato, Riserve Naturali Regionali ed è perfetta per un viaggio enogastronomico alla scoperta dei grandi vini che qui maturano. Una delle esperienze più entusiasmanti e indimenticabili di Francia. Castello Chambord, Fonte: iStock, Ph JoseIgnacioSoto https://ift.tt/2WKdMKm La Francia riapre al turismo: i castelli della Loria di nuovo visitabili C’è una buona notizia per il turismo che, piano piano, inizia a vedere finalmente la luce in fondo al tunnel. Riapre la Francia e riaprono i castelli della Loira. La prefettura di Indre-et-Loire ha, infatti, autorizzato una trentina tra i siti più famosi della regione a riprendere l’attività: il suggestivo Castello di Chenonceau, il Castello reale di Amboise, ultima dimora di Leonardo da Vinci, il castello con i giardini di Villandry, la fortezza reale di Chinon e il castello e i giardini di Rivau, solo per citarne alcuni per quando #torneremoaviaggiare. Una ventata di ottimismo per la ripartenza, con percorsi adattati per garantire ai visitatori la massima sicurezza e, nello stesso tempo, permettere di ammirare di nuovo i celebri castelli e i parchi storici, mete da sempre apprezzate dal turismo internazionale. La Valle della Loira, dichiarata Patrimonio Unesco, custodisce tra le sue verdi vallate oltre 300 castelli, simboli di eleganza e raffinatezza, che sorprendono per la loro magnificenza e trasportano in un’atmosfera d’altri tempi, dal Medioevo al Rinascimento, e si inseriscono nell’ambiente circostante con i loro curati giardini e limpidi specchi d’acqua. Eredità di re, ricchi cortigiani e nobili che dal X secolo elessero questa magnifica regione come meta prediletta per le loro vacanze, i castelli e i loro lussureggianti parchi vennero progettati dai migliori artisti e paesaggisti del mondo e conobbero personalità di spicco della Storia come il già citato Leonardo da Vinci, Caterina de’ Medici, Cartesio, Riccardo I d’Inghilterra e Giovanna d’Arco. Luoghi carichi di storia, 20 dei castelli appartengono alla rete Grands Sites du Val de Loire e sono tra i più celebri e visitati della regione: il Castello reale di Blois, che apre le porte della valle e affascina con la sua ricchezza architettonica, il Castello di Chevern, circondato da un incantevole parco botanico, il Castello di Chenonceau, il secondo più visitato di Francia dopo la Reggia di Versailles, e l’imperdibile Castello di Amboise, uno dei più ampi della Loira e importante protagonista della storia della nazione, cenacolo di artisti come il grande Leonardo. Oltre alle magnifiche residenze, la Valle è uno scrigno di bellezze paesaggistiche con scorci mozzafiato, Riserve Naturali Regionali ed è perfetta per un viaggio enogastronomico alla scoperta dei grandi vini che qui maturano. Una delle esperienze più entusiasmanti e indimenticabili di Francia. Castello Chambord, Fonte: iStock, Ph JoseIgnacioSoto Buone notizie per il turismo: riapre la Francia con i magnifici Castelli della Loria, di nuovo visitabili e apprezzabili dal pubblico.
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