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tiefthieves · 20 days

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Tattered Soles

welcome to my most recent passion project, an extremely self-indulgent modern AU for Roguefire (tav x Karlach). This idea came to me when I was discussing a modern AU with one of my friends. I've always felt that in a modern AU, rather than an assassin, a rogue could be somebody who participates in nimble-footed sports. But enough of my yapping! I hope you enjoy reading this dancer/ballerina AU as much as I've enjoyed writing it ♡ can also be found on my Ao3 :)

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𝓢𝓾𝓶𝓶𝓪𝓻𝔂:

Sikah was accustomed to dancing alone and she quite liked it that way. That is, until a rather intriguing newcomer strode into the studio and piqued her interest.

𝓘𝓷𝓭𝓮𝔁:

After the Rain

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swimminginnoodles · 4 years

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I can’t get over Shirabu as a dancer...

#haikyuu!!#haikyuu #haikyuu art #haikyuu au #semishira #shirabu kenjirou #shiratorizawa #Dancerau #Haikyuudancer #Shirabu

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larryfanfiction · 5 years

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Counterbalance by YesIsAWorld @louandhazaf

Length: 44k

Harry Styles loves two things: teaching ballet and racing motorcycles. Those two worlds collide when his greatest rival on the track, Louis “Tommo” Tomlinson brings his tiny siblings to Harry’s class.

Ao3, Chaptered, Completed

#larry fanfiction #ao3 #dancerau #au #aufic #fic #ao3fic #danceraufic #larryhate #larryhatefic #angst #angstfic #2019 #40k #lfmoodboard

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teenwolfficrec · 6 years

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Birds of a Feather Fuck Together

by maichan808 and calrissian18 (AO3)

Pairing: Derek Hale x Stiles Stilinski

Oneshot

Word count: 26k

Rating: Explicit

Summary: Laura is a crusader without a cause, Stiles dances like the whole world’s betrayed him and Derek’s having trouble getting both feet outside his door.

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#calrissian18 #maichan808 #ao3 #sterek #oneshot #20to50k #dancerau #humanau #tattooau #punkau #teen wolf #teen wolf fic rec #sterek fic rec

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crescentshay-blog · 6 years

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13 days till winter break!! 💕 IM SO EXCITED I HAVE SO MANY PLANS FOR COSPLAYS AND PHOTOSHOOTS AND ONLY 3 WEEKS TO DO THEM ALL 😭 . . . Based on @luty_chan's Shahriar AU Photo by my lovely mom 😊 Location provided by @makelightstudios . . . . . #vldcosplay #dancerau #keithkoganecosplay #crossplay #keith #voltroncosplayer #voltronlegendarydefendercosplayer #voltronkeith #keithkogane #dancerkeith #voltronlegendarydefender #keithjacket #voltronlegendarydefendercosplay #cosplay #cosplayphotoshoot #klancecosplay #lutychan #voltron #klance #instagram #voltroncosplay #keithcosplay #redlion #keithvoltron #vld #crescentshay #lance #pidge #allura #voltronld

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this-user-is-alive-unfortunately · 7 years

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BNHA DANCER/IDOL AU

Ahem, so this might be kinda long-ish and lame, so read at your own risk lol.

So, I bet almost all of us know taemin ( and if u don't, then why u still here??? Go check him out smh) anyway, while i was watching his new mv "flame of love" a weird thought popped in my head.

What if bnha charecters weren't heros, but trainees with quirks. While they use their quirks for saving people in the original, in this au they use it to impress agencies and get their dream come true, and to surpass others! Aka, to become the best idol in the industry and become a legend.

In this au, some of them are friends, the others are rivals.

It'll have lots of fights, romance, cliché scenes, angst, and ofc a happy ending.

And ofc, in my mind Bakogou is a great dancer, who uses his quirk to put the stage on fire ^.~! And i mentioned taemin cuz i thought that Katsuki Would be the one who dances his choreography, or something similar to it..

Dancing gracefully like that ↑

#Bnha #boku no hero academia #my hero academia #katsuki bakugou #kirishima eijirou #dancerau #idolau

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ao3feed-destiel · 4 years

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Finally found you

Read it on AO3 here!https://ift.tt/2YqvTaQ

by MalicMalic

DancerAU. Dean is an exotic dancer and an escort. Abused and molested, he took it all because his brother depended on it. But when a new sponsor comes along and Dean is offered a new chance, he manages to screw it up by letting his fears run loose.

Words: 1702, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Categories: M/M

Characters: Alistair, Castiel, Dean Winchester, Meg Masters, Sam Winchester, Azazel (Supernatural), Destiel Relationship (Anthropomorphic)

Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Sam Winchester

Additional Tags: Other Ships Not Mentioned in Tags, Past Abuse, Rape/Non-con Elements, Graphic Description, Sex, Anal Sex, Oral Sex, Rough Sex, Sex Toys, Gay Sex, Underage Sex, Rough Oral Sex, Smut, Shameless Smut, Angst and Fluff and Smut, Angst, Hurt No Comfort, Hurt, Hurt Dean Winchester, Emotional Hurt, Hurt Sam Winchester, Sexual Abuse, Flowers, Roses, Sensual Play, Senses, Sensory Deprivation

Link: https://ift.tt/2YqvTaQ

#ao3feed #ao3feed destiel #destiel

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mouthyyellow69 · 6 years

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Can you blame me if I named him Lance? #Voltron #VLDonthebrain #myart #Lance #doodle #art #illustration #MouthyYellow #plsdontsteal #plsdontrepost #DancerAU #AlternateUniverse #Dance

#voltron #plsdontsteal #dance #doodle #mouthyyellow #illustration #plsdontrepost #vldonthebrain #myart #lance #dancerau #art #alternateuniverse

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phoenixfairy1 · 6 years

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Omg!! What is this?? Content!? On my account?! No way!! This is just part of my Dancer AU Pidge cosplay, as you can probs tell I haven't finished it yet, still got to do the top and skirt. Dancer Pidge is loosely based off of both @luty_chan's Shahriar AU and @f_loppy's design 📸 by the amazing @coldbluesky #vldcosplay #dancerau #pidgegundersoncosplay #pidge #voltroncosplayer #voltronlegendarydefendercosplay #voltronpidge #pidgegunderson #voltronlegendarydefendercosplayer #cosplay #pidgecosplay #cosplayphotoshoot #voltron #voltroncosplay #greenlion #vld #voltronlegendarydefender (at Torrance State Beach)

#voltroncosplay #voltronlegendarydefendercosplayer #voltroncosplayer #pidgecosplay #cosplayphotoshoot #cosplay #voltron #pidgegundersoncosplay #greenlion #dancerau #voltronpidge #pidgegunderson #vld #vldcosplay #pidge #voltronlegendarydefendercosplay #voltronlegendarydefender

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auroraphilealis · 7 years

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Yeah I sent both the Skype & dancerau asks just to share the ideas for fun( never pressurising you to write if you don't want to! I just like sharing with you:D) &sadly even the Darcy ask in which I didn't write my name Bcz I'd already sent so many I thought you'd think I'm creepy but I'm coming clean*hides under bed* I'm sorry to hear about your panicattack & even though I've only had it once I know how awful it is& I can just hope u never experience such a thing again.(luv-phantasticpheels)

ah babe, it’ll never bother me if you send three million! I’m thinking if I’m not in the mood to answer kind of drabbly-y I might just answer and agree how cute it is, so you don’t have to think I’m just ignoring it! Sometimes the muse hits, sometimes it doesn’t! But, I’ll never upset if you send me twenty messages hahaha, it just might take me some time to get through them, but I will never mind seeing you send me a bunch. Ro does it all the time x3 as do the people I talk to on whatsapp tbh LOL

#friends #phantasticpheels #asks #Anonymous

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ao3feed--destiel · 4 years

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by MalicMalic

Words: 1702, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Categories: M/M

Characters: Alistair, Castiel, Dean Winchester, Meg Masters, Sam Winchester, Azazel (Supernatural), Destiel Relationship (Anthropomorphic)

Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Sam Winchester

via AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester'

#IFTTT #AO3 works tagged 'Castiel/Dean Winchester'

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tiefthieves · 20 days

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Tattered Soles Chapter One: After the Rain

You can also read chapter one on Ao3 ! Full chapter is below the cut ♡

Since she could remember, Sikah’s life had always revolved around dance. When her mother was alive, she ran a small, yet successfully competitive dance studio. Elturel, as it was called, was her mother’s pride and joy— besides her daughters of course. Sikah would accompany her mom to the studio when she taught. She would watch in wonder-filled awe as her mother elegantly choreographed routines in their living room, and she remembered waiting in the stage wings next to her father and sister with a bouquet at competitions. As she grew up, Sikah herself began to dance under the guidance of her mother, and she loved every second of it. When she was dancing she felt strong, empowered, and alive.

Rain drummed rhythmically against the windowpanes of the empty, two-bedroom apartment. Sikah remembered her roommate mentioning some sort of plan with a coworker after their workday ended, which left her alone to her own devices. She had the week off due to renovations in one of the museum’s exhibits, so she had more free time than she’d known to care for. Deciding she had nothing better to do, Sikah grabbed her car keys and an umbrella, then made her way downtown.

The dance studio’s parking lot was barren on the dreary, mid-week afternoon. Classes weren’t to start until later that evening, but Sikah doubted many students would show up due to the weather. As she approached the large glass doors, she noticed only one person inside behind the front desk. Not wanting to cause a disturbance, Sikah pulled the studio keys out of her pocket and unlocked the front door, waving to Jenevelle as she left her umbrella by the doorframe. She made her way to the small practice room at the back of the studio. The room had become some semblance of an office for her; along the back wall, several costume books, class rosters, and old CDs lay strewn across the floor. In typical studio fashion, one of the walls was lined with large, floor-length mirrors; the remaining three half paned in oak wood with ballet bars of varying heights lining them. The hardware of the studio was a bit dated, especially in the lesser occupied spaces, with old stereos fitted for cassettes and CDs embedded in the room’s far corner. Sikah had since replaced and rewired the speakers to modernize the sound, but she held onto the old command center to play her mother’s cassettes.

After removing her sneakers and wrapping her feet, she sat in the middle of the floor to pull on a pair of compression socks before she withdrew her worn practice shoes from her bag. Sikah tightened the laces and stood, moving up and down on her toes to alleviate extra pressure.

A low rumble of thunder prompted her to go and fish a tape from the drawer beneath the audio hub and feed it into the player. Sikah idly tapped her foot as she waited for the soothing, pre-music static to tickle the speakers. Once it began, she started to perform an old routine, one that she couldn’t allow herself to forget.

Her sister followed soon after with natural talent and grace that turned heads. Fotiah was incredible in every way. Despite not being able to hear the music herself, her sister was able to bring songs to life with motion and emotion that brought even the toughest men to tears. She quickly became the star pupil of Elturel, dancing in companies composed of dancers much older than she. She was cast as the lead in productions, and she was even recruited by other studios for a place in their ranks. However, Fotiah always refused. You could not pay her to dance for she did not dance for others, she danced for herself.

After their mother passed, the sisters struggled to keep the studio open. Their father had tried convincing the girls to sell the studio, claiming the memories it stood on were too much to bear. Sikah knew there was more to it than that. To sell the studio was to put their mother fully to rest, to end that chapter of their lives and begin writing anew. Without the studio to remind their father of his late wife, he could swallow the pain and move on. The girls were adamant in keeping the studio, but their father was stubborn.

He remarried, and in the end, Fotiah urged Sikah to let matters rest. If they didn’t compromise with their father, they would lose the studio completely. Elturel was signed into new ownership, despite Sikah’s protests, to their father’s second wife.

Trielle was… fine. She was nice, she didn’t overstep and pretend to be someone that she wasn’t, and she didn’t pretend to be their mother. She did, however, bring change to the studio, expanding to multiple locations and franchising their competitions, seeking high-paying sponsors and luxurious venues to perform elaborate productions. As the studio continued to grow in both size and popularity, so did watchful eyes. More prospective students meant more instructors were needed, and thus Sikah put a pause on her endeavors to assist with instruction. However, Fotiah, ever the star, the poster girl of Meropi’s Elturel, taught few classes and maintained the practice of her craft. Sikah was responsible for choreographing and executing routines for both competitions and performances, which oftentimes made dancing feel more like a responsibility and a chore rather than the respite it once was.

Thus, Sikah found herself valuing otiose days like this. Days she had to herself when she could ignore her responsibilities and fall back on old joys. When she danced, she escaped to another realm. One with no pain, no annoyances, no obligations. She hoped that was where her mother was now, dancing alone on a cloud in the sky without a care in the world. She hoped her mother would occasionally look down, smile upon her, and be proud of the work she’d done.

As she allowed herself to get lost in thought, Sikah was soon interrupted by the heavy sound of a shoe bag hitting the hallway’s hardwood floor. Gods, she needed to remember that even when the studio seemed desolate, to still close the door. Sikah paused her routine and turned to the noise.

A tall, muscular woman stood awkwardly in the doorway. Despite it being cold and rainy outside, she donned no jacket but wore a muscle tank and a baggy pair of sweats. Her coarse, black, pixie-cut hair was pushed away from her face with a headband; showing off her complexion littered with sun-kissed freckles.

“Shit, my bad! I must have the wrong room. I mean not the wrong room, I’m supposed to be next door. The lady up front told me that the back rooms were up for grabs for solo practice and I heard the music and got curious, plus the door was open. I kinda started watching and then I couldn’t stop and I guess I dropped my stuff, sorry about that.” She sheepishly bent down to pick up her bag, slinging it over her shoulder with a smile. “Lady at the front also told me you had the key to unlock the room across the hall. You looked really into your routine and I didn’t want to interrupt.”

“It’s fine,” Sikah walked over to the audio player and paused the track, grabbing her carabiner of keys from where they lay beside it. She twirled them around her finger as she brushed past the woman in the doorway and strode across the hall, motioning for her to follow.

“I haven’t seen you at the studio before, and by the looks of it you aren’t here for classes,” Sikah pondered aloud as she unlocked the door. “New in town or something?”

“Erm, kinda? I grew up in the area and moved back a few months ago,” the mystery woman answered as she followed the other into the now unlocked room.

“If you know the Ravengards, Wyll’s the one who recommended I check this place out for a practice space; said he and his girlfriend dance here.”

“Yeah, I know Wyll. I’m surprised he didn’t text me to let me know he had a friend coming to check out the place, he’s usually good about that.” Sikah took a mental note to text her sister’s boyfriend about this later.

“Ah, well I wasn’t planning on coming by today, but I was passing on my way home from the doctor’s and I figured why not? I can come back if now isn't prime time; didn’t know the owner was gonna be here or I would have at least made myself decent.” She absentmindedly shifted her weight between the balls of her feet.

“The name’s Karlach, by the way. Probably should have introduced myself first.”

The shorter woman, who Karlach assumed was the owner of the studio, shrugged, seemingly unbothered by her lack of manners.

“Owner? No, I’m not. Well, not fully. My step-mum owns the studio, my sister and I keep it afloat. You probably know Fotiah, if you know Wyll.” Sikah spoke freely as she walked around the room to move clutter out of the way.

“And you are?” She asked expectantly.

“Sikah,” she answered as she pushed a box backward into the corner with her foot. “Let me show you how to work the sound system. These two rooms aren’t as up-to-date as the rest of the studio, but you can still plug in your phone for aux.”

Karlach zoned out as Sikah explained the practice room’s equipment and amenities; focusing only on how the woman moved, how she carried herself, and how she stood. She was as beautiful as she danced; with piercing gray-blue eyes and speckled cheeks, her ash blonde hair twisted up in a bun.

“… and if you need anything, just knock on my door okay? I’ll keep my music low,” she came back to reality just as Sikah finished her speech.

“Any questions?”

“Can I have your number?” Karlach spoke before she could think, immediately wishing to bite off her tongue. “You know, for future reference. Just in case I uhh… have trouble with the aux and you’re not here!”

Nice save Karlach.

“Sure?” Sikah raised a slightly suspicious brow.

She took Karlach’s phone in her hands and filled in her contact.

“Anything else?”

“Nope! All good!” Karlach beamed, “Thanks a bunch, Sikah, I appreciate it. I knew Wyll would send me to the right place. Don’t practice too hard in there, alright? I bet you need to be in top form for your performances.”

“Yeah, something like that, thanks,” Sikah feigned a small smile.

“Have a good practice, Karlach.”

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ao3feed-castiel · 4 years

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Finally found you

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2YqvTaQ

by MalicMalic

Words: 1702, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Supernatural

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con

Categories: M/M

Characters: Alistair, Castiel, Dean Winchester, Meg Masters, Sam Winchester, Azazel (Supernatural), Destiel Relationship (Anthropomorphic)

Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester, Castiel & Dean Winchester, Castiel & Sam Winchester

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2YqvTaQ

#IFTTT #cas #castiel #spn #supernatural #ao3feed

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teenwolfficrec · 7 years

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Do you have any good dancing stiles fics? Or where Derek meets stiles at club cause he’s dancing really good?

😁😁💃🏼👯

Dancing With The Moon

Summary: Dancing With The Stars AU. Stiles Stilinski, former child star, has been strong-armed into participating in a reality show by his agent in an attempt to raise his profile and actually get him some work as an adult. With champion dancer Laura Hale on his arm, Stiles might even stand a chance of going all the way. Their only obstacle (aside from Stiles’ complete inability to cha cha cha) is Lydia Martin and her professional partner—Laura’s brother, Derek.

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The Chance to Come Through

Summary: Derek’s auditioning because Laura talked him into it, though he’s not sure a ballet dancer is really what a televised dance competition is looking for. Stiles is auditioning because it seemed like a fun thing to do with Scott on a Saturday morning, and maybe he’d get to dance with Comfort, his favorite female hip hop dancer. They both end up getting a lot more than they were looking for.

(A So You Think You Can Dance AU.)

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The Music Of Your Body

Summary: Derek inspected the paper with curiosity. It was a poster that seemed to be advertising a dancing event. There was a dancer in the middle, dressed in ballet clothes, body toned and hard, but the movement that was captured screamed smooth and melodic even from the picture.

I don’t understand. He signed with a frown.

It’s an invitation. I am one of the dancers in the group and I would like it if you came. Stiles replied nervously.

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If You Want Me To Stay

Summary: The one where Derek is a fine arts student and Stiles is a dancer, practicing in the same Beacon Hills Police Department shirt his mom used to wear when he watched her practice in the living room.

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Bite the (metaphorical) Bullet

Summary:AKA the one where Laura threatens Derek with bodily harm if he doesn’t go out and pull some tail, Derek doesn’t know the rules of one night stands, and Beacon Hills is a small town.

After Derek is dumped by his long-term boyfriend, he goes to the Jungle to try to forget and meets go-go dancer Stiles. They head back to his loft and Derek doesn’t know how to do one night stands. Feels ensue.

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crescentshay-blog · 6 years

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More dancer keith! Because i miss cosplaying him so bad and i can’t wait for winter break 😭 . Also! I have a mini picture tutorial on how i made the top for this cosplay, so I’ll post that soon :) . . Based on @luty_chan's Shahriar AU Photo by my lovely mom 😊 Location provided by @makelightstudios . . . . . #vldcosplay #dancerau #keithkoganecosplay #crossplay #keith #voltroncosplayer #voltronlegendarydefendercosplayer #voltronkeith #keithkogane #dancerkeith #voltronlegendarydefender #keithjacket #voltronlegendarydefendercosplay #cosplay #cosplayphotoshoot #klancecosplay #lutychan #voltron #klance #instagram #voltroncosplay #keithcosplay #redlion #keithvoltron #vld #crescentshay #lance #pidge #allura #voltronld

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outropeace · 8 years

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Mute by TroubledPro (122k)

How is love supposed to speak, when one can’t even choke out the words? Louis’ life was a joke through his witty words. Harry’s life was a joke through his lack of words

never gonna dance again by togetherwecouldbealright (55k)

Harry is quiet for a moment and his fingers feel like they’re burning past the fabric of Louis’ jumper, branding his skin. “Can I kiss you?“

This is where Louis should walk away and leave Harry to pirouette and cambré by himself in the faint moonlight shining through the windows. He is a spy and Harry is a dancer. There are lines that should not be crossed.

Louis surges forward.

slow dancing in a burning room by oopshidaisy (39k)

strictly come dancing au ft. sexual tension, glitter, rimming, and too many references to hugh grant

Hold Me Closer by balanceds (36k)

Louis Tomlinson is one of the most promising dancers of the English National Ballet, on track to become the youngest principal dancer in the company’s history. That is, until forces conspire to significantly complicate his life, including: a surprise ballet, an unfairly attractive guest choreographer, and being pushed into a rivalry with his best mate. Featuring lots of wine, dancing, pining, and a happy ending.

Can I Make It Any More Obvious? by slashter (22k)

AU where Louis does ballet and Harry is the epitome of everything Louis’ friends want him to stay away from

put you on repeat, play you everywhere i go by eversincewefellapart (17k)

Harry is a college radio show host and Louis is a contemporary dancer attending said college. After a drunk hook-up, naturally a whole bunch of pining, dedicated love songs and make-out sessions on dance studio floors ensue.

Now I’ve Got You In My Space by stylesforstiles (9k)

Harry Styles and Louis Tomlinson almost met on X-Factor

They meet on Dancing With The Stars instead

the last kiss by donnystyles (9k)

or, the one where harry was in love with gemmas best friend and they end up rooming together at uni.

+more fics

#dancerau

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