#angel deux

[catladychronicles]

Baby Pee-Wee with mini pumpkin

#part deux #pee wee #pee-wee #baby pee #sweet Angel baby #halloween #🎃 #film #cats #black cats #Halloween baby #mostlycatsmostly #mine #35 mm #cats of tumblr #meow #mini pumpkin #pee wee and pumpkin #pee winky #fav #botched the caption lads #oh well

[sunlitmcgee]

idk man. Maybe for once there will always be twice as many stars. Maybe it'll be a tiny miracle. Maybe she'll stand and walk and wander through the north field with her mother. Idk. I think sometimes a little freak of nature can make it for a while. Idk

#Deux face I love you #My baby my sweet angel

[harpsichord42]

ok so I think the whole "erased from the Book of Life" thing mentioned by the other arch-angels is foreshadowing. it must be, it was mentioned twice and it feels like such a heavy threat to float around otherwise.

I personally love the idea of metatron realising Aziraphale's performance as arch-angel is being severely impacted by his relationship to Crowley and deciding to be pro-active about it, mainly by wiping Crowley from existence.

now this would mean SEVERAL things.

With Crowley having never have existed, Shakespeare might not be as popular, if you remember his miracle to get an audience for Hamlet in season 1. this would mean a whole shake-up of the literary canon (which as a bookseller Muriel would notice and mean they could be involved, always a win), plus a noticeable difference in language seeing as Will popularised so many idioms and phrases.

no M25. which I think would be funny.

various other things that could be played for jokes such as selfies not being a thing lol.

Some entire STAR SYSTEMS wouldn't exist - I have this whole shot in my head of Crowley fading, and stars vanishing from the night sky behind him as he does so.

aziraphale himself

obviously the main plot of the show would be entirely changed but I'm not really bothered with thinking about the specifics of that. what I am bothered by is number 5 - I think Aziraphale physically wouldn't be able to forget Crowley. I think he'd just short-circuit, so we'd be in this excellent place of him half-remembering him and knowing something is horribly wrong, and then starting to try to figure it all out, and bring Crowley back.

#I know this is all very underbaked #I'm just throwing it out there for consideration #I don't know how aziraphale would bring Crowley back but that's where stuff like arch angel power #or a deux ex machina #can take over #good omens #good omens 2 #good omens spoilers #(just in case) #aziraphale #crowley #ineffable husbands #neil gaiman #terry pratchett #aj crowley #az fell #aziracrow #good omens theory #metatron #good omens metatron #good omens crowley #good omens season 3 #good omens 3 predictions #good omens 3 speculation

[cryptophasiac]

why i think the pavlove lyric is bathroom: an unnecessary web-weaving post

to me bedroom implies sex, whereas bathroom implies drugs. i read it as “she’s back to the bathroom for one more (line)”

now what points me to drugs in the bathroom as opposed to sex in the bedroom?

1. it likely being a patrick demo

and i’m not saying this means patrick wrote all the lyrics much of it obviously comes from pete what i am saying is patrick connects lyrical phrases and adds and subtracts where he sees fit which has an impact on the meaning

and patrick has alluded to issues with substances around this time (so has pete, but the emphasis on the song on alcohol/coke over pills reads more patrick to me)

(not to mention the references to coke coming around the time of patrick’s miracle speed weight loss… but that’s another conversation)

2. other partying signifiers

the reference to four on the floor dance/party music drums in the setting of the action of the song implies it’s likely not at a place where a bedroom would be

bedrooms may have been accessible at the house parties the boys frequented earlier in the band’s career, but by the time folie was being written/recorded, they could get into bona fide hollywood parties and pete owned a bar. the settings of these events have bathrooms where people do lines, but to get to a bedroom, youd have to leave the venue, not just nip back to the bathroom as you’d do for a line

(pavlove lyric video // 2008fobstan on twitter // pavlove // confessions of a pariah // run dry // pavlove // pete in cleveland scene magazine, 2017)

#decaydance #creek burbles #fall out boy #fob #fababoi #patrick stump #pavlove #folie a deux #web weaving #tw drugs #tw drug use #angels and kings #pete wentz #fobtwt #fob lyrics #lyric analysis

[hyacinthi-mortem]

This brings me pain.

#i'm gonna cry #this is nightmare fuel #what did Folie ever do to him #folie a deux #fall out boy #pete wentz #patrick stump is an angel #joe trohman #andy hurley #CD #cd collection #bookmark #fob #foblr #this should be illegal #eBay #eBay is cursed

[graciousdragon]

due to Certain Events (pipe leak in the basement) i was not able to post about this earlier but i will do it now

so in my dream last night i was in target (the version of target i see in my dreams anyway. it looks nothing like my local target) and i was looking around in the clothing section and there was a bunch of folie à deux merch there for some reason? i remember a purple shirt with a picture of the album cover on it and then a red shirt that also had the album art on it but the one that stood out to me was a shirt that looked a lot like a pajama shirt that i have except it was not meant to be a pajama shirt and also had a zip-up collar. it was off-white colored and it had thin dark stripes and there were song lyrics embroidered on the center of the shirt in green thread. i noticed that at least two of the words were comically misspelled. in my dream i recognized them as lyrics from a song on folie à deux but i couldn't remember which one (i think in the dream i might've thought it was w.a.m.s.??), and the only two words i can remember seeing in my dream were "angel" and "cjke" (cjke being one of the misspelled words)

idk i just thought that was silly. my subconscious-generated fall out boy merch with misspelled nonexistent lyrics

#rys.txt #to elaborate on the pipe leak: we're all good but we had a pipe leak water in the basement earlier. we had to get the pipes unclogged and #replace the broken pipe but fortunately my dad knew a guy who could come over and he fixed it really well so its all good now #apparently the clog was from the bushes in the fron yard?? the roots had grown into the pipes somehow??? ok didn't know they could do that #but yeah i just had to help move shit out of the basement so it wouldn't get wet. so that took up most of my day #now back to the dream: i looked it up and i could not find a single song on folie that had the word “angel” in it #in my dream i was so sure the lyrics were from a folie song but uh. they were not i guess #honestly none of what was going on there made sense so. kinda par for the course i guess #while i'm on the subject: when y'all go to certain locations in your dreams do they actually look like their real life equivalent? #like. when i'm dreaming i'll be in a place and in my dream i'll recognize it as a specific place that i've been to in real life #but then when i wake up and think about it i'll realize that the place in my dream looked almost nothing like the place i thought it was #does that happen to you guys too?? #fall out boy #fob #folie a deux #folie à deux

[imagine-lcorp]

ALL HALLOWS MASTERLIST

Greetings, my darlings! As you know, this is my favorite season of the year. I just love Autumn and the celebrations that come with it. So, this time I would like to put all my Halloween/Day of the Dead One Shots in a single place. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do!

═══⊹⊱≼ONE SHOTS≽⊰⊹════

“In Memoriam” - Ghost R

“To Feel Again” - Monster R/Frankenstein AU

“One Full Moon is not Enough” - Werewolf R

“Where Angels Cry, Demons Dance” - Demon R

“No Rest for the Wicked” - Magical R

“The Song of the Sea” - Siren R

“Folie à Deux” - Killer R

“Trades with the Devil” - Demon R

"You Make a Fool of Death with your Beauty" - Grim Reaper R

"Falling" - Succubus Lena x R

════⊹⊱≼SERIES≽⊰⊹═════

“A Step Into The Light” - Vampire R

Part I

Part II  

Part III

Part IV

Part V

Full Text

“Patient Zero” - Zombie R

Part I

Part II 

Part III

Full Text

#all hallows masterlist #all hallows #imagine lcorp #lena luthor imagine #lena luthor imagines #lena luthor x reader #lena x reader #lena x you #a step into the light #patient zero #in memoriam #no rest for the wicked #trades with the devil #Folie a Deux #the song of the sea #where angels cry demons dance #to feel again #one full moon is not enough #one shot #series #halloween #day of the dead

[railatherobot]

Biblically accurate deux

Time lapse on tiktok ↓

#digital art #my art #deux #overload #biblically accurate angel #weirdcore #oddities #odd #dream catcher #dreamcore #gaming #eyestrain

[hannahhook7744]

Do you have any new headcanons about Claudine Frollo and Lefou Deux?

They get married in their late twenties.

They go on to have two kids—Darren and Cerise.

Lefou Deux is the one who gifted Claudine her clarinet back when they were 10.

He's been to every single one of her shows.

Claudine use to help Lefou Deux pass out his handmade toys to the children of the isle on Christmas unbeknownst to everyone.

The two of them are both very close to Marya Rasputin.

Lefou Deux is the only reason Claudine even knows her birthday. He only knows it because he stole money from Gaston's register while on shift so he could pay the Badun Detective Agency to find it when Claudine was 9.

She hugged him for the first time ever that day.

Their song is 'They don't know about us' by One direction. It was the song they danced to at their wedding.

Lee/Lefou Deux proposed with a handmade silver ring with the engraving 'I trust in you.'

They get a nice little house in Auradon and one of the rooms is made up for Claudine's rats courtesy of Lee who decorated it that way for her as a surprise.

Claudine gifted him a stuffed deer when they were little. He still has it.

Marya Rasputin and Big Murph are the godparents of Lee and Claudine's daughter, Cerise.

Sammy Smee and Ginny Gothel are the godparents for Lee and Claudine's son, Darren.

The closets and cupboards and crawl spaces of their house were boarded up for quite awhile to avoid giving them panic attacks. It took quite awhile for them to overcome it enough to remove the boards.

Claudine has a total of five rats/mice living with them named Pepper, Sugar, Salt, Buttercup, and Nutty respectively.

Their house has splashes of color all over the place—mainly to make up for all the color that was missing from their lives on the isle and in their homes.

(I do not own the picrews. The links just aren't working for some reason).

#descendants #disney descendants #melissa de la cruz #soaring angel #claudine frollo #lefou deux #lefou+deux #claudine x lefou deux #disney descendants au #descendants au #descendants alternate universe #disney descendants headcanons #descendants headcanons #rarepairs #descendants ships #descendants rare pairs

[the-spam-specialist]

Angel didn’t get the memo that Deux and the Addisons are on good terms now

#deltarune #deltarune chapter 2 #spamton #spamton g spamton #orange addison #addison #angel spamton #deltarune fanart #spamton fanart #addison fanart #deux

[artpoppunk]

Lady Gaga arrives at Warner Bros Studios yesterday in Los Angeles.

[Semp 29th, 22]

#Lady Gaga #Gaga #Los Angeles #Joker #Joker: Folie À Deux #Candids

[soovermyself]

Sophia and Grant at the Angel City FC game a few days ago. ❤️

#sophia bush #grant hughes #sophia bush hughes #sophia x grant #angel city fc #angel city football club #los angeles #fan pic #deux moi

[carmillamycarmine]

Carmilla Carmine x Fem Reader: Reader learning ballet from Carmilla. {1,976 words}

Request by: @coallise

Pas de Deux

Flames danced and twisted with fervor, echoing laughter resounded like a haunting melody, and the anguished cries of citizens pierced the air. It was almost theatrical. A daunting song.

Carmilla, with a solemn grace, closed her eyes and embraced the disheartening setting of her current existence. Once again. Carmilla turned from the window, her large hands folded behind her back. Within the esteemed estate, metallic thudding on hard stone could be heard throughout. The building was quiet, sheilding itself away from the torture outside.

The tall, elegant woman stepped through the dimly lit corridors, her laced feet taking her exactly where she wanted to go. The grand ballroom was cold, always surprisingly. Carmilla entered the room, watching the dark curtains rustle and do their flapper dance. Crimson hues of the moon's light filtered through intricate stained glass windows, casting prisms of light upon the meticulously polished marble floor. Within this splendid setting, an atmosphere of eagerness formed and the woman couldn't help but smile smally.

With a snap of her long fingers, musical notes floated through the air, filling it with new life. Carmilla inhaled deeply, feeling her cold heart thaw.

‘Pavane for a Dead Princess’ played out.

Long arms went into first position, and so did her feet, for once allowing herself to be off her toes, in more ways than one. And with that, Carmilla flowed effortlessly into choreography from her heart, letting the music control her. She was of a black swan gliding across a tranquil lake, her angelic ballet shoes and straps sparkling in the light like the shimmers of that swan lake.

Carmilla felt sane here. She felt closer to herself.

Without warning, a familiar scent of rose wafted into her nose, triggering an emotion within Carmilla's thawed state. The woman immediately paused her dance but did not stumble, never. White irises darted towards the entrance, landing on your beautiful figure before you quickly slipped away, hiding yourself away from Carmilla in the shadows.

“Corazón?”

The sound of the ballet woman's bubbling, velvet voice caused a wave of shivers to swim through your body, making you sigh.

“Ven acá.”

Obediently, you did go to her, revealing yourself truthfully.

“There's no need to hide. I won't bite.” Carmilla looked away from you, her eyebrows furrowing slightly with a thought.

You didn't respond.

“Were you needing me?” Her velvety voice asked.

“No, not really. I just…” You spoke as your footsteps got closer to her. “I heard music. Music plays through these halls only a few times… which, anyway, is usually when you're done with your work.”

You looked up into her white eyes, the red of Carmilla's scleras glowing and highlighting bits of her perfect face.

“I see,” the taller woman replied, her large hand going up to touch her chin in thought.

It was quiet for a moment between you two, though, the music of ballet still played on.

“Teach me.” You almost command it.

“What?”

“Teach me how to dance ballet,” you said more specifically. “Please,” you added quickly.

Carmilla observed you for a moment, considering your request. As you stood before her, you swore you could see something shift within her gaze.

“Why?”

I suppose you should've expected that response. Your eyes immediately shifted away from hers, internally forcing yourself to not fluster. You chuckled suddenly, almost embarrassed.

“W-Why would anyone want to learn?” You ask, fiddling your thumbs before making quick eye contact again. “It's just.. so beautiful. You look… so beautiful.”

Carmilla's stoic face changed into one of surprise.

“I want to feel that way.”

The ballet woman's features softened, her heart tugging from the mix of your words.

"Very well," she agreed, extending her big hand towards you. "Come, let us not waste our time.”

With graceful movements, she guided you to the center of the ballroom, positioning you carefully. Her touch was soft, gentle, contrasting with the image of her imposing presence.

“First, we must find your balance," Carmilla instructed, using her hands to help her communicate. "Feel the ground beneath you, feel your feet, your heels build into the ground like the roots of a sturdy tree.”

You followed her guidance, focusing on your stance as she adjusted your posture with a gentle touch.

“Now, let the music guide you," she continued, snapping her fingers to restart to music from the speakers. "Feel its rhythm coursing through your veins, connecting you to every note, every beat, as if it's the song of your own beating blood.”

As the bittersweet melody rewinds and envelopes the room once again, you tentatively begin to move, slightly mimicking Carmilla's steps you saw earlier to guide you. At first, it felt awkward and unfamiliar, but with each passing moment, you surrendered yourself to the music, allowing it to carry you, though, you still felt awkward all the same.

Feeling the music, you forget about your stiffness and focus on just allowing the music to take control, hoping it'll relax your body.

“The song of your own heart, corazón, not mine.”

You couldn't help but huff a bit, knowing Carmilla wanted you to produce your own dance, not blatantly copying. Following Carmilla's instructions, your movements felt uncertain. Despite your best efforts, you couldn't quite capture the fluid grace that seemed to come so naturally to her. And then, just as you feared, you slipped, your calves not used to holding up all your weight from your toes.

Before you knew it, a long, strong arm snaked around your waist as your hand was pulled by another, forcing your tumbling body into an upright position and being pulled into a firm, warm embrace. Carmilla held you steady, and without missing a beat, the woman smoothly transitioned into a pas de deux, pulling you close and along as if it were the most natural thing in the world. In her embrace, you felt a sense of security and belonging, almost a sense of awe, as if for this moment, the chaos of hell outside faded away, leaving only the two of you to burn like hot flames, dancing flames, swirling and flickering in untamed perfect harmony.

You stumbled at first, trying to keep up with Carmilla's practiced steps, but she guided you with patience and grace, leading you through the intricate movements with ease. As you danced together, you felt a connection deeping between you two, a silent understanding that transcended words; a passionate inferno.

Carmilla moved you through each step with a confidence that stirred the progressively boiling pot within you. As you looked up into her glowing eyes, you saw a flicker of emotion that mirrored your own desire, a silent longing that spoke volumes without even a single word being spoken aloud. Every brush of skin against skin sent a shiver down your spine, turning up the flames beneath your pot.

As the music swelled, Carmilla's arms lifted you easily into the air, your body weightless to her. You felt the rush of adrenaline mixed with the desire for Carmilla herself, sending a surge of electricity coursing through your veins. Seeing the woman beneath you, looking up at you, was a sight to behold, the romanticized music and red moonlight tinting the marble floor only adding to the fantastical scene. You did everything in your power to not reach out and caress the beautiful face before you.

When the music reached its end, Carmilla gently lowered you back down onto the floor, carefully allowing you to steady yourself before letting go of you. You already missed her touch, missed her too, though she was right there in front of you.

You stood breathless. Was it from the dancing, or was it from Carmilla? Unfortunately, you already knew the answer to that. With a slight part of her lips, as if she wanted to express something, Carmilla brushed a stray hair from your face, her touch causing your heart to skip and pulse with speed.

"You dance beautifully," she whispered, her voice barely above a whisper.

Gazing into each other's eyes, in that moment, you knew what you had to say. Summoning all your courage, you took a closer step forward, your heart pounding in your chest as you closed your eyes a moment to cope. "Carmilla," you began, your voice trembling with emotion. "There's something I need to… want to.. tell you.”

“Yes?” was all the taller woman spoke.

Taking a deep breath, you shook your head and held your hands together in comfort. You gathered your thoughts, your heart desperately wanting release. "I... I…” You chuckled nervously, laughing at your own nerves. “Carmilla… I love you," you confessed, your voice a faint murmur. "I've never... felt this way.. about anyone before… so passionately about someone before. You're... you're just so perfect. You're everything to me.”

For a moment, there was silence, complete silence as the music finally cuts off with its ending. The atmosphere with anticipation, you fear the worst and quickly open your mouth to take back the words you announced. And then, skipping your heart once more, Carmilla reached out and placed her sueded hand delicately on your cheek, so delicate, she might as well not be touching you at all.

“And I love you, mi amor, mi corazón," she whispered, her voice filled with warmth and affection. "I have for far longer than I care to admit.”

You were stunned, in awe. How could she say something so easily? You stood there, barely able to comprehend Carmilla's confession. A twitchy smile tugged at the corners of your lips.

"You... you love me?" you repeated, the words feeling foreign yet undeniably sweet on your tongue.

“With my whole soul," the ballet woman replied, her voice steady and unwavering.

A scoff fell from your lips before evolving into full chuckles, the sound filled with a mix of sheer disbelief and happiness. "I can't… I can't believe this," you murmured, shaking your head in amazement. "I never thought... I never dared to even hope…” But as you looked on into Carmilla's white eyes, you knew that her words were real, that the love you felt for each other was genuine and true. For some reason, the confession smothered you, and you could almost pass out.

“Hell… I really do love you, my Carmilla.” you said, your voice filled with conviction and need. "More than I ever thought possible.”

Carmilla hummed deeply in delight at that. A full smile dressed her black painted lips, a rare and truly radiant expression that lit up her entire face. Boldly, Carmilla allowed her thumb to gently graze over your bottom lip.

"May I kiss you?" she asked, her bubbly, velvety voice putting you in a daze.

You nodded eagerly, your heart getting ready to burst in your chest as Carmilla leans in closer and closer, her lips hovering just inches away from yours. With a gentle brush of her lips against yours, the world seemed to explode into fireworks. Passion and desire bursting within, each popped spark igniting a fervent longing that enveloped you both in a whirlwind of ecstasy and enchantment.

Maybe it was just Charlie's, the princess of hell’s firework spell that she does at work.

Reluctantly pulling apart from the kiss, you smile up at Carmilla, and she smiles down at you, admiring you. You held each other close, savoring the moment and the overwhelming rush of emotions. In the quiet of the ballroom, surrounded by the gentle flapping of the curtains, you found heaven in each other's arms. With a contented sigh, Carmilla rested her head against your shoulder, her arms completely wrapped around you in a comforting hug. And as you stood there, basking in the warmth of her touch, you knew that no matter what challenges lay ahead, as long as you had each other, you could overcome anything… such as your insulting ballet skills.

#my writing #carmilla carmine #carmilla carmine x reader #carmilla x reader #hazbin carmilla #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel carmilla #writing

[sallowsswan]

Slytherin Boys W/ Ballerina!Reader as Pas De Deux 🩰

SO I'm back at it again with more ballet stuff! Last time I did headcanons for Mattheo if he was dating a ballerina. This time however, we're going down the route of what Pas De Deux (pair dance) the boys would do with a ballerina reader if they danced together.

Lorenzo Berkshire

White Swan Pas De Deux (Swan Lake)

Choosing one for our boy Enzo was EXTREMELY difficult because I secretly headcanon him being a danseur already so picking just one dance for him was hard. I went with the famous white swan pas de deux from Swan Lake where he is the role of Prince Siegfried and the reader is Odette. It's a beautiful, and heartbreaking pas de deux where Odette and Siegfried get to know each other better with it ending in Odette putting her trust in Siegfried to make a vow of true love in order to free her from Von Rothbart's spell. (In this video the pas de deux is performed by famous dancers Svetlana Zakharova and Roberto Bolle. The part at 5:09 where he embraces her makes we weeeeeeep)

Theodore Nott

Giselle act 2 Pas De Deux (Giselle)

For Theo's I decided to play a little into the headcanon of him being a casanova and went the route of Giselle. Theo's character would be Albrect (sometimes known as Count Albrect, Duke Albrect, or in other versions Prince Albrect) the reader's character is Giselle, who died of a broken heart when she found out Albrect was bethrothed to another woman. Another beautiful and heartbreaking piece as Giselle is trying to protect Albrect until dawn from the wrath of the willis (spirits of young maidens that died before marriage) who wish to make him dance to his death. The queen of the willis Myrtha uses Giselle to lure Albrect away from the safety of her tombstone by making her dance a seductive pas de deux that lures him in like a siren singing a song. (In this video the pas de deux is danced once again by famous dancers Svetlana and Roberto. They're one of my favorite dance partner pairings!)

Draco Malfoy

Sugarplum and Cavalier (The Nutcracker)

My first fictional love, I had to give Draco one of my favorite pas de deux which is from The Nutcracker between the sugarplum fairy and her cavalier. I don't think I need to explain which roles these two are, it's a beautiful piece with beautiful music performed near the end of the story. (I've inserted my FAVORITE rendition of this dance performed by famous dancers Anna Tsygankova and Matthew Golding)

Mattheo Riddle

Black Swan Pas De Deux (Swan Lake)

When it comes to my headcanons I said that Mattheo liked Don Quixote and Giselle, but this man also in my headcanon has an absolute WEAKNESS for Swan Lake. So when he gets to be the part of Siegfried and the reader is playing Odile? He's absolutely giddy because this pas de deux is alluring and seductive as Odile is playing poor Siegfried like a fiddle making him believe she's actually Odette. (For this video the pas de deux is danced by one of my favorite dancers Gillian Murphy with Angel Corella)

Tom Riddle

Opening Scene (Swan Lake)

I could've easily went full delulu and gave Tommy a pas de deux, but come onnnnn. I'm giving this man the role he was MADE FOR. The opening scene from ABT's Swan Lake. He's the role of the sorcerer Von Rothbart while the reader is Odette. So enchanted by the beautiful princess he runs into in the woods he tries to charm her only to find her displeased and so what does he do? Takes her for his own and changes her into the form of a swan to keep her close to him. (For this video it's from ABT's Swan Lake they recorded back in the early 2000's with Gillian Murphy as Odette, Marcelo Gomes as the handsome human Von Rothbart and Isaac Stappas as Von Rothbart's other form)

Blaise Zabini

Nikiya and Solor act 1 (La Bayadere)

I'm not too familiar with Blaise, so forgive me everyone but I didn't want to leave him out. I chose my favorite pas de deux from La Bayadere where Blaise would be Solor a warrior and the reader is Nikiya a beautiful temple dancer. The two are secret lovers that are reunited and dance together before swearing their love under the sacred flame. (For this one I went with yet again Svetlana and Roberto because they ATEEEEEE this pas de deux up with their chemistry alone!)

#harry potter #slytherin boys #tom riddle #tom riddle x you #tom marvolo riddle #mattheo riddle #mattheo riddle headcanon #mattheo x reader #draco malfoy headcanons #mattheo riddle x reader #blaise zabini #blaise zabini x reader #blaise zabini headcanons #theo nott x reader #theodore nott x reader #theo nott headcanons #lorenzo berkshire #enzo berkshire #lorenzo berkshire headcanons #draco malfoy #slytherin boys headcanons #Youtube

[hyacinthi-mortem]

PATRICK'S VOICE IS DOING THINGS TO MY BRAIN I CANT COMPREHEND

#I'm listening to the start of Tiffany blews #patrick stump is an angel #tiffany blews #fall out boy #folie a deux #pete wentz #joe trohman #andy hurley #fob #foblr

[gabessquishytum]

Ballerinos paired together for romantic dance who initially can't stand each other.

Hob and Dream both found their way to a nontraditional ballet company - Hob didn’t really have the "body type" for your traditional ballet companies, he was very good but spent too many years in the chorus; Dream was also very good, had a rightfully reputation as a diva, but got injured by bad direction from Burgess, that was ultimately blamed on Dream. Dream has healed from his injury, but companies weren't interested in hiring him.

So they both need a chance and this "experimental" dance company might be the answer.

Their new company pairs them in a romantic pas de deux, but they are having the hardest time looking romantic with each other.

When they first met, Hob and Dream just rubbed each other the wrong way - it could have been a personalities clash, it could have been a seniority thing,,,,, it could have been the (unresolved) sexual tension. Whatever it was, it was making them clumsy and tentative with each other - who would ever think experienced dancers would be shy about putting hands on another for lifts. They could actually hurt each other if this keeps up.

So they are sent off for a weekend together to work it out!

Ooo I love this,,, the absolute tension and sexiness,,,

Hob is generally the kind of guy who can be very much trusted with lifts, throwing his fellow dancers around... even in the warm ups before rehearsals, all the young male dancers are practically begging him to please please please do an angel lift with them? They might never have the chance to be lifted again 🥺🥺 and of course Hob obliges.

Dream finds all of this very foolish. He's just waiting for the day when Hob acquires an unnecessary injury from messing around. His vibes when he's around Hob are full of disdain, and he makes Hob lose his confidence! His holds are terrible, his hands slip. Dream isn't helping at all. He seems to forget what he's doing half way through a movement. But the irony of it all is that they look amazing together.

So off they go to a small hotel in the country which doubles as one of those meditation retreats. And Dream spends the whole of the first day being a diva and ordering Hob around, until Hob finally snaps.

He says that Dream isn't the principle dancer and he needs to stop acting like it, that Hob is just as good as Dream if not better, it's just that Dream had the luck to be born pretty, and that if he doesn't wind his neck in then Hob is going to go and find a partner who doesn't make him feel like shit.

And after a blazing row, its inevitable: they fall into each other's arms, and fuck all over the hotel room. Dream graciously allows Hob to top in what feels like a metaphor for him relinquishing control - so Hob takes it very seriously and makes sure that Dream feels safe and has his mind completely blown.

When they both get back to rehearsals, they dance together beautifully and with such confidence, the rest of the company can't quite believe it. Hob is confident, Dream is trusting, their duet is everything is should be.

The only problem now is that they wont stop making out in the dressing rooms, but hey. Nobody's perfect!

#the sandman #dreamling #nsft #ballet au