#he's a dancer. that is what he loves most to do. dance and preform in front of an audience. that is his dream.

[heartcravings]

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#after watching jongin's live again /this time with subtitles/ i think there was something i had missed among all the things hurting him now #he's a dancer. that is what he loves most to do. dance and preform in front of an audience. that is his dream. #and he's scared. he's scared that if he stops dancing every day for two years his body won't be able to recover. #he's scared that he won't be able to dance to the level of perfection he wants to and is used to achieve. #he's scared that his age will catch up and his body won't respond #he's scared that his back injuries will get worse. #he's an 8 year old kid trapped in a 30year old body afraid that his dream has ended /suddenly/ with just a week notice.

[boozenboze]

Tf 141 x Dancer!Male reader

@bunky101

Years had passed since M/n’s last recital.He could remeber how nervous he’d be before having to go on stage with his group.Despite the anxiety of performing in front of others he always nailed it,but after his coach left he decided to do something way out of his profession.

Danseur.....The perfect code name to represent what he used to enjoy.Why would he need a code name...well he needed one because of the new and more risky jobbed he was hired for.The h/c haired male had joined the military.You may be wondering why get a job that may cost your life?Well the answer is simple.There were and are many chances you could injure or be put 6ft under from doing ballet.You could’ve been told to break a leg, that has happened to most, some have even broken their necks because of them not landing properly.Knowing these things gave M/n an unnatural thrill.Knowing that he could get killed from something he loved doing gave him chills.Although he wouldn’t get that chill anymore......well....that was until he had to preform on the field.

It’s been a while since Danseur joined the military.His skills had been known to almost everyone and eyes were always on him.When he was on leave he would be doing his normal stretches in his pointe shoes, before doing a short routine that he remembered doing a while back.After that he’d go on with his day like any normal person.Though something had changed one of those days, a Task Force had heard about him and wanted him to join.He hadn’t known who they were but ultimately joined after doing a bit of digging, on who they were.

M/n had been part of Task Force 141 for a while now.He had been transferred to a new base and to make it feel a little bit more like home he had another studio made at the new base.Besides it was the least they could do, his skills were unseen by anyone else.

When you had first joined,Soap had his eyes on him from the beginning.He was always watching the male, attempting to catch any imperfection the male had.He found none.

Gaz was pretty happy knowing an ex ballet dancer was joining them.He has seen your agility and speed throughout training and on the field so he was impressed.He sometimes comes into the studio to see M/n doing a short version of a recital dance.He’d come in without announcing himself since he didn’t want to distract him.After a while of M/n being one of them he started to get obsessed with the sport and buried himself in tons of videos.

Besides Gaz being in the room, Ghost and Price would be watching from the door for the same reason as Gaz.When you danced you were in your own bubble, and nothing else was to surpass and take that focus away..This leads up to our current fiasco with Gaz and Soap.

“I don’t understand, how could ballet be a sport!”Soap argued with Gaz as the Brit answered

“Just look it up man, plus you can tell it’s a workout have you seen M/n’s calf’s.The mans ripped, if anything he has stronger legs.Soap hadn’t bought the males words as he slurped the smoothie that he had made beforehand.They were still going at it as they made their way to the studio.They noticed there were more people outside than usual, Ghost and Price being among them.A soft song was playing as they pushed their way through the crowd.

M/n had his eyes closed as he preformed an old group dance.As the music got a little more intense, his movements followed i pursuit.A beat drop made him do an ariel, and a low hum made him do a pirouette.Despite how intense and fast the song went, his movemnts never faltered and he remained graceful.As the music began to fade he went back to first position, before going to third position.He stayed like that for a moment before before lowering his arms, the music finally ended as well as the dance.

A whistle and claps were heard as M/n whipped his head around.He waved slightly, embarrassed at the fact he was being watched the whole time.Soap was just staring at the male in awe.He looked so elegant throughout the whole thing, and his muscles flexed under his leggings.The Scottish man was impressed but upset that he was wrong.All sports made you stronger in some way and it seems Ballet played its part with you.

Soap was wrong about Ballet not being a sport, he wouldn’t admit it either.That still doesn’t mean he’ll won’t watch you do your thing.Besides he already had a feelings for you in the beginning.

Side note-I accidentally deleted this :)

#male reader #lgbtq #male y/n #mw2 x male reader #gaz x male reader #ghost x male reader #cod x male reader #gay #captain price x male reader #soap x male reader

[luci4theminorannoyance]

(Ugh I feel like I’m blowing up your inbox but my brain is overheating with all these ideassss)

what about 141 with a reader who’s a dancer? (Maybe ballet?) I just feel like price would be spoiling them with new ballet shoes and dance outfits and Flowers after every show!! (< this could also apply to other characters!)

— 🪐

a/n: sure!! I didn’t get this one done for a bit so sorry!

Price:

-has single handedly forced all of 141 to come to your recitals before and personally donates to your dance company and for your dance gear

-it still confuses him how you can do all those tricks, he’s strong of course; but not in that way

-brags about you all the time to the point people think your a celebrity crush instead of his partner

gaz:

-he took dance in middle school so sometimes he likes to tease you by doing moves (very basic ones of course but still)

-loves seeing you happy at any event so he of course has tickets for like everything your in or you like

-his poor instagram posts are like 90 precent you doing dance

soap:

-adores just watching you practice, wide eyed and zoned out just enjoying watching you do something you like

-just lets you use his credit card for dance stuff. It’s always worth it to see you, plus it’s not like he’d know what to get you

-when he’s gone on mission he’ll try to explain it to ghost or gaz by doing the moves but really badly

-golden retriever boyfriend to the max

roach:

-literally the best for ballet. He’s adored it since he was little since in ballet you don’t need to talk to tell a story. But he never took it because as a kid he had other things to do

-loves silently sitting and watching your performances, or sometimes signing little messages to you while your preforming, knowing you can’t respond but that you most likely saw it

ghost:

-whenever he’s off his missions or work in general he always gets the best seats to just sit down and watch you do your favorite hobby/job

-doesn’t brag as much as the rest of 141 would, but did learn an awful lot of ballet dad jokes to tell around you or around his team even if it’s just a simple one

-the only thing he hates about ballet or dance is how uncomfortable those tights look, always gives him the ek when he thinks about himself in them

#requests open #cod mw2 #cod fic #luci44_writing #cod headcanons #cod hcs #141 x reader #ghost headcanons #roach headcannons #gaz headcanons #price headcanons #soap headcanons #ghost x reader #ghost x gender neutral reader #ghost x you #ghost x gn reader #ghost call of duty #kyle gaz x reader #gaz x y/n #gaz x gn!reader #gaz call of duty #gary roach sanderson #roach x gn!reader #roach x y/n #john price x reader #price x reader #soap x y/n #soap x gn!reader #soap call of duty

[honeybcj]

Hi han!!

I’m about to sleep but i’ve been thinking lots and lots about ballet bartylus since your post… honestly also if your willing I would love to hear more thoughts about disco…. and i’m extremely interested in Reg learning point, but! what about ftm Reg (after his transition and the start of their own company) reclaiming point for himself? I think it’d be cool as part of his journey and navigating the change in certain aspects of himself (who he’d be in their old company for example: going from the prima ballerina to principal dancer because literally everything is fucking gendered, I think it’d be alot to navigate especially if he’s spent like his whole life dancing). And Barty being some freak choreographer who was told he needed to tone down his ideas, so they just dip and start their own place. Barty helps to choreograph this really cool piece for Reg that depicts his journey re-discovering who he is as a dancer and how he uses dance as a form of gender expression, and he preforms it at their first showcase, and it’s wonderful and puts them on the map so to speak: like them just wanting a safe space for themselves and inadvertently making one for other people I think is lovely.

okay hi welcome, i am finally here getting all my thoughts out on this matter. CHOREOGRAPHER BARTY IS ONE OF THE MOST PROLIFIC BARTYS I DON’T MAKE THE RULES. he dove into the dance world purely to spite his father because it’s not a “boy activity”, and you know what? barty fuckin excels. he makes a name for himself and exclusively works with the lgbtq+ dance community to create a sense of belonging and importance. enter regulus, struggling to find a place in the dance community after transitioning. they hit it off so fast, so well. the connection and tension is there. they work as a team to put together a whole production, both of them taking the stage together in the final piece.

i like to think, to make my heart really warm and fuzzy, the two of them would fall in love during this process. like Ridiculously Close. practically living at each other’s places or staying late at the studio to nail down the piece in its final form. it’s all about radicalized movement and how one style can translate onto bodies differently while still maintaining the original movement. and barty Does It at the very end of the piece, both breathing heavily and staring each other down, reg all teary-eyed because He Did It. his body still matters. it is still loved, regardless of what he decides to do with it. and barty just takes him by the jaw and kisses him in front of the entire crowd. everyone’s screaming and losing their minds, cheering the two of them on as they fall deeper into each other’s embrace. god, i could go on for ages about this whole concept. i would love to maybe write this one day and explore the themes ever further, especially with trans reg’s body adjusting the movement to fit him best. i want to see the beauty of it all, the growth, the development. i want all bodies to feel included in the dance space. forever and always. i will die on that hill.

#han’s asks #bartylus #regulus black #barty crouch jr #ej tag <3

[idyllic-affections]

HIII!

What are your thoughts on Kaveh's childe being a dancer??

I'm kinda self projecting on this one bcs I like to dance myself (mainly kpop) but I wanted to know what you thought of that ☆(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*

(Sorry if it's not clear/understandable english is not my first language (ʘᴗʘ))

what if kaveh's child wanted to be a dancer?

summary. how would kaveh react if his child wanted to become a dancer?

trigger & content warnings. no applicable warnings.

tropes, pairings, fic length, & other notes. fluff. adoptive dad!kaveh & reader, nilou & reader, cyno & reader. 0.6k words. they/them pronouns for reader. this post is an expansion of what if kaveh adopted a child?

author's thoughts. don't worry, dear!! your english is great, no need to apologize <3 this idea is so cute tbh. i love the idea of kaveh's kid being artistic. every time i get an ask like this one, it makes me so happy. it's so cute to me! artistic kaveh and his artistic child <33

in short, kaveh would wholeheartedly support his kid.

that is a given, of course—he's probably sumeru's most supportive father, really. he only wants his child to be happy and healthy. anything his kid wants to pursue, he's right there cheering them on, doing whatever he can to help them research it or gather materials for it. whatever it is that their interest demands, he will do his best to attain it. thankfully, while kaveh is broke, alhaitham has the mora to fund their interests and does happen to have a little soft spot for them, so he gladly does so when kaveh cannot afford to. he doesn't make kaveh pay him back, because really...

alhaitham has long since accepted that he is, in part, responsible for [name]. he is one of their caretakers. it is his responsibility to help enrich their life.

cyno also has the mora to help out. like haitham, he has a soft spot for them, so their hobbies are usually funded by either the scribe or the general mahamatra.

(cyno isn't supposed to fund their artistic hobbies, but we'll explore that idea later on in this post.)

kaveh does worry, however.

i've always imagined that kaveh adopts his child a good while before the sumeru archon quests—several years, at least. if his child wanted to be a dancer... well, he'd do all he could to protect them from the akademiya, sneaking them into zubayr theater so they can watch all the performances that their heart desires (and he also loves watching the theater, so it's something he's glad to share with his child). i imagine that cyno would find out about this eventually. as a matra, it's his job to... stop it, or discourage it at the very least. he has to uphold the akadmeiya's rules. he has to.

...he just cannot bring himself to do it, however. the way their eyes sparkle when they watch the dancers preform... archons, the thought of betraying the trust they have put in him, betraying the trust he's built with them by caring for them in their younger years, it greatly unsettles him.

he can't crush their soul like that. he's very relieved when the sages get overthrown. he would never want to do anything to hurt them, especially when he knows that his actions will undoubtedly be harmful. trust is a fragile thing. it can only be built up after months or years of hard work, yet can shatter in a fraction of the time.

the general mahamatra is just... so, so relieved that he doesn't have to hide them from the sages anymore.

his nibling's (gn alternative to niece/nephew) passion is not something meant to be hidden.

can you imagine nilou teaching them to dance, though? i think it'd be very cute! she'd totally do it if kaveh ever approached her and asked.

she would love them, gently correcting any missteps they make and excitedly praising them when they master a difficult choreography. nilou would think of them fondly, like a little dance apprentice! she's not quite mature enough to be seen as a mother figure, however. she's more akin to another big sister to them, like collei.

(i also like to think that, in a cruel twist of fate, [name] eventually gets a hydro vision, as if the hydro archon's gaze was always cast upon them even after they left fontaine. nilou would be the one to teach them how to use it, teach them how to associate it with better feelings and memories. <3)

when sumeru comes out of its oppresive state and the arts are welcomed as they always should have been, [name]'s lil found family will all attend their first official performance with nilou. nilou wouldn't let them perform prior to that out of concern for their safety.

kaveh, alhaitham, cyno, tighnari, and collei really are their greatest cheerleaders in life.

adoptive dad!kaveh taglist: @kaoyamamegami, @zeldadou, @bebobeboben. send a non-anonymous ask to be added. please consider reblogging, it helps me out quite a lot!

#aphelion brainrots 🌸 #: [ adoptive dad kaveh! 🌸 ] #favoniuslibrary #astronetwrk #platonic genshin #platonic genshin impact #platonic genshin impact x reader #platonic genshin x reader #kaveh x reader #platonic kaveh x reader #genshin impact x reader #genshin platonic #genshin x reader

[svtjinny]

JUYEON :: GAME CATERERS x SVT | 03

[editors captions] | speaking | english , but she only speaks it once and it's clarified there warning: none ! for context, during the filming of game caterers she was blonde. she dyed her hair again soon after. her look at the end !

ep 3-1

jinny's first part is just her raising her hand for love shot with hoshi

she started laughing really hard when joshua did his ..dance..

when kwan & hoshi get the answer she doesn't say anything but she does dance with them

jinny : i love doing this dance~

she's in the center

[ (B S and J dance,) ]

[ (S sings) ]

jinny : great job pd-nim~! that was funny!

when they sit down she rubs seungkwan's shoulder to try and calm him LMAO

during next level she gets up to dance too

she sang along tooo

[ (BSS and the two lemons) ]

[ (Jinny summons her ae-spirit) ]

jinny : dokyeomie... isn't that blackpink..?

she had no idea what the dynamicduo song was so when seungkwan shouted she flinched HARD

she just let the other two answer

jinny : you guys knew this? i had no idea..

kwan : maybe you're too young yeonie! with the most teasing smirk ever pls

jinny : yah! you're only two years older than me!

and when they got up to dance she did whatever kwan did

[ (If SeungKwan dances,) ]

[ (Hoshi and Jinny follow) ]

[ (In sync) ]

jinny : gotta get ... gotta get ... gotta get my grove back ..

[ (Jinny recognizes the dance immediately) ]

[ (Preformed it last year with J.Y. Park himself) ]

jinny remembered run bts right when pd said wrong too :sob:

she did go up to dance with hoshi though

and she devoured.. didn't audition as a dancer for nothing

jinny : lets go! [eng]

[ (Main vocal appears with him) ]

[ (Getting ready to run) ]

[ (Motorbikes) (Exercise bike) ]

[ (Vroom) (Vroom) ]

[ (These two are so amazing) ]

[ (That they're in sync with BTS) ]

[ (who's dancing sharp) ]

[ (Even their feet are in perfect sync) ]

[ (BTS' choregraphy is known for being hard) ]

[ (But they're in perfect sync) ]

[ (He becomes a tiger when he's dancing) ]

[ (And she dances with passion) ]

my fingers hurt from all that oml. it was all just captions and the rest cheering...

cheol : it's never bad to do a lot of challenges

woozi : right right, jinny probably knows a lot of dances from them

[ (Being an MC pays off) ]

jinny : ["how do you do the challenge for run bts"] self taught choreography! we learnt it on our own.

pd said he loved watching them dance and she got flustered // leant into seungkwan

na pd : by now, you should be exhausted...

jinny : dancing gives me energy!

seungkwan : when we were working on the quiz, we were worried about airtime

hoshi : i wondered if i answered too many

seungkwan : he got too many and we barely got any

jinny : i was satisfied with my prize already, that's why

seungkwan : i'm on a roll now

jinny : seungkwan's helping us get airtime~

in all seriousness she was a little tired so she just sat back for bittersweet and pink venom with hoshi

jinny did cheer for kyeom though!! there was a few scenes of her just yelling leaned back in her chair

and she got up to clown cheol LMAO // and did the actual choreo after.. jinny loves hyuna.

[ (Jinny knows the S.COUPS version and the original) ]

[ (I'm) (Not) (Cool) ]

jinny yelled at the others with seungkwan for luv...the apink disrespect.

[ (Two of the youngest scolding the older ones) ]

she totally cheered for chan when he did the dance!!!! that's bff

her face when they announced first place so cuteewjhi

kwan soony and yeonie dancing together we all sobbed

when it came to the wishes she let the others write whatever cuz she didn't want anything

and when kwan was explaining it she was just nodding along

jinny : we're trying to save you guys by not writing down all of seventeen..

when hoshi moved she did too, just closer to gyu though

seungkwan : yah, why are you moving? you didn't even want anything!

[ (Guilty of charge) ]

jinny : so? they're much more generous than you..

[ (Everyone, we promise this is just how they show love) ]

jinny got up to cheer for youth over flowers too!!

she sat down again rlly quickly though

jinny was really quiet the rest of the ep so there's not much to go off of LMAO

she drew the other super challenge wish though !!

that was her last scene in 3-1 !!

ep 3-2

i don't know anything about basketball and neither does jinny... so she just sat this one out

her only scenes in most of the video are her interacting with staff or cheering on the boys

the staff fell in love with jinny i swear she was so cute that day :(

jinny came out again at around 27:40

you can see her talking with myungho a little bit [ she stood between dino & myungho ]

jinny : our lucky deeeekayyyy~

they let her say a little message after dokyeom!

jinny : today was really fun, but i bet we'll have more fun on youth over flowers. please wait for us~ we all hope you enjoy F.M.L. while waiting for this to come out! see you soon!

precious :(

her last parts in 3-2 were her helping hoshi teach na pd the super dance !!

jinny's outfit

#svt ; jinny #svt oc #svt au #seventeen female addition #seventeen female member #seventeen addition #seventeen added member #seventeen 14th member #kpop extra member #kpop female oc #kpop added member #kpop addition #kpop oc #idol!oc #idol!au #idol oc #fake kpop idol

[blueberrywhale123]

Can you say what do you think the characters did after the graduation?

I’d love to!

Just a warning that some of it might not be super well thought out. As a kid I didn’t give it much thought, I just knew they would do music and assumed it was preforming. Now that I’m thinking of it as an adult, I’m thinking of more nuanced ideas.

so here we go!

Broduey - Dancer/Choreographer/Dance Instructor. This was the easiest for me to decide on. Broduey doesn’t have that many defining traits sadly but one thing that is consistent is his passion for dancing. I think he’d make quite the career out of being a dancer and choreographer for big time names, someone really sought after. And I think later on once his professional career winds down, he’d open up a dance studio where he can teach.

Maxi - Music Producer. This one was super easy too because he does this so much during the show and it is what he’s most passionate about and gets the most enjoyment and fulfillment from. I went back and forth with him about dancing because he’s so good but I eventually settled on music producer because, of the two, it seemed the most important to him.

Naty - Songwriter. Hands down, this girl goes on to write some marvelous songs and has a brilliant career. I also think it’s be cool if she wrote a few plays because her actress apparently did so too. She writes with León, Violetta, Ludmila, and all of them because I refuse for them to loose touch.

León - Solo career singer. As much as the band was a big part of his story in Season 3, I’ve already sent them on different directions. León gets to be a solo artist and he just rocks it because have you seen Jorge in the tours??? He’s so entertaining it’s not even funny.

Federico - Solo career singer. And a successful one at that, especially in Italy. He’s just too charming and talented to not get signed again by another label. It’d be cute if he did concerts with Fran while they were both in Italy.

Francesca - Solo career singer. There is no doubt that once she wasn’t tied to the studio, Francesca had numerous labels clamoring for her to sign with them. She had what, three offers in the last two seasons? She is probably Italy’s darling; a big deal in Europe. People all over have at least heard of her.

Diego - Songwriter and guitarist. This one was hard. I always saw him as a performer but season 3 made me unsure. I knew he liked being on stage still but he just didn’t strike me as the kind to continue in that vein of the music industry anymore. Then I heard someone say he could be a songwriter and all the sudden it clicked. So I think he’d be a songwriter because he definitely seems more comfortable in that area. He’d collab with Naty a lot and if Diego and Fran stay together (🤞) he’d come with her on tours and play in her band.

Violetta - Solo career singer and songwriter. So this one I went back and forth on. Then I decided on both because why not? I think she’d have a very successful career as solo artist in Latin America on the larger scale or just Argentina on a smaller scale, not out there beyond her continent. I think that eventually though, she’d slow her career down and do songwriting more (plus she writes some spectacular songs so she could totally do it). This could probably be because she and León start a family and she doesn’t want to spend as much time on tour.

Camila - singer, songwriter, actress. So this was tough until I decided to give her them all. I agonized until I realized that Cami would probably just do all three. I can just see Cami on something like Broadway(ha!) doing acting and singing but also having a career as a songwriter. And if anyone would try to make it all work, Camila Torres would.

Andres - studio musician. Andres was hard because he doesn’t get a lot of focus when it comes to his music from what I remember (I’m still rewatching s1 after years). But he is consistently on the drums or some form of instrument when preforming instead of out there dancing. So I feel like if he did take a musical career, he’d be a studio musician, where they play for the songs of artists that aren’t a band. I have this headcanon that he is a beast on the drums.

Ludmila - Solo career singer. So this one was my hardest. And even now I’m not too sold on it. I think Ludmila finds great comfort in music but I also think that she was pushed a lot by her mother into the career she wanted her to have instead of allowing her to discover what she wanted herself. So if Ludmila does end up as a singer, I think it’d be a small one. Actually, this is kinda weird but maybe she’d become a writer??? Idk that just popped up out of nowhere.

#violetta #leon vargas #violetta castillo #maxi ponte #ludmila ferro #andres calixto #broduey silva #camila torres #francesca caviglia #federico paccini #naty vidal #diego hernandez #headcanon #thanks for the ask!

[ima-ghost-art]

If you're still doing oc prompts how about somecats "moment of happiness"

(The OCs - 1, Bellona - 2, Pennyfathing, 3, Kismet, 4, the kittens) (THIS time in canonical order)

Bellona

Bellona smiled, stretching back on the old boxes she was sitting on, hand on her bump as she stared lovingly at her mate and eldest kit. Merlinite was teaching their little Alonzo how to do pirouettes.

She truly couldnt believe how much she loved her little family, and the fact that they were so soon to welcome two more kittens just made her heart sing.

Bustopher had dropped by not long ago, with enough rice pudding to last a few days, Bellona knew he would be back in time for her to give birth, along with Jenny and Jelly of course.

She missed the rest of jellicles dearly, but this was what was safest for her family, and as an now ex Protector, she wouldnt hesitate to make sure her family was safe. So she chose to live in the moment, and embrace the life she and her mate were making together.

Merlin picked up Alonzo and spun him around, filling the air with bubbles as the kit laughed. Bellona smiled, as she enjoyed her moment of happiness.

____

Pennyfathing

Penny grinned as Quaxo twirled around him in dizzying circles. Their impromptu picnic turned dance show being their entertainment for the evening.

He clapped as Quaxo took a bow, the kittens fur glittering like star light. Pennyfathing was entranced, his bestfriend was capable of such wonderful things and he was lucky enough to be allowed to watch him and the little bits of magic he would harness when he preformed.

You could probably call the kit star struck, and Penny wouldnt bother denying it. He loved Quaxo. And he loved every little moment he was able to spend with him, even if it was eating a mouse on a dusty old blanket in a forgotten alley.

Penny moved to let Quaxo snuggle up against him, tired after doing so much spinning.

A warmth spread through his chest as he remembered the offer he was given a few days ago, a new tribe looking for magical cats and fighters. He knew now he was going to except the offer, and bring Quaxo with him so they could become powerful mates just like he had said!!

But for now, Pennyfathing let them just sit there in comfortable silence, two kittens cuddling on a dusty old blanket, enjoying a moment of happiness.

____

Kismet

Kismet was a blushing mess! Never once before, had they met a person who could get them this flustered than Etcetera.

Once a calm and collected Protector of the Streat Cats Tribe, now a blubbering bundle of words trying to make sence, and they couldn't be happier!

Their tibes had been working together more closely after the passing of old Deuteronomy, and so they had bumped into eachother as if only fate itself had brought them together!!

And well, Kismet couldn't help it, they were smitten at first sight. Etcetera was just so sweet and excitable, if only a bit loud, but that didnt matter when she looked at them like they carried the sun in the sky.

Their leaders had approved, Old Jillymonty and Lady Jemima even offering for them to switch tribes if they wished, but the two had agreed of spending time in both for now.

Kismet had fallen in love with the best queen in the world, and the moment she asked to be mates was the happiest moment of all.

____

The Kittens

Hiraeth and Eglantine sat talking on top of the old car, and Cecily sat not too far away on the tire. Together with Lucideus and Tilibubble, as they were the oldest, they were all on babysitting duty while most of the adults were all of hunting.

They didnt mind the arrangement, it was nice not to spend the morning getting dragged around by Jelly and Asparagus doing chores.

Most of the younger kittens were in the main clearing, being entertained by Luci as she put on a mini show with all the dance moves she had learned from Bombalurina! Melon and Diotima stepping in to be her back up dancers, as Hiraeth sang for them from his little perch.

Yippee, Dyluela, Aggie and Pumpkenna sat at his feet, switching from watching Hira and the show.

Atlas sat up near Tili in the watch tower, Noddy, the youngest, sat on his lap as he chatted quietly to his aunt. The three much preferring to watch their friends where it wasnt as loud.

The Deuteronomy - Jones litter were mostly watching the performance, the triplets making sure to join in singing with their cousin, along with Russet and Azalea, when the moments called for it! Though the oldest, Maxinellie was taking a nap by Cecily's feet.

Admetus and Aristotle were also having their morning snooze in the pipe.

Finally MollyMay, Oopsie daisy and Elysian were all cuddled making daisy chains by the nursery.

All in all, the day wasnt that special, it was normal as any other, but if you would find there the meaning of what happiness is, in a moment like this.

#THIS TOOK SO LONG!!!! #honestly did i need to do this many stories?? nope did i do it anyway?? DUH #i loved this prompt sm!!! it was so fun being able to take the happy moments for tbese characters and just write some wholesomeness for the #they deserve it #cats bellona #pennyfathing cats #cats kismet #im definitely not tagging all the kittens lmao #cats oc hiraeth #cats oc eglantine #Diotima cats #atlas cats #Aristotle cats #Mollymay cats #Maxinellie cats #Cecily jones cats #Lucideus and Tilibubble cats #cats the musical

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Dream team x dancer!reader

dream, George, sapnap (separate) x dancer!reader

CW: talk of food (if I missed any lmk)

an: finally getting some of my brainrot out into the world! Likes reblogs follows and comments are vv appreciated <3

Dream

Drives you to all of your classes no matter when they start or finish

When he picks you up, since he understands how tiring it is, he will pick you up some food that you like.

THIS MAN IS RICH! (Like I’ve said before) he has so much money to spend on, tights, leotards, shoes, costumes, makeup from all of the best brands.

At. All. Of. Your. Showcases. Even if your only in one dance in a whole production or in every section imaginable he is there! The most supportive bf imaginable

After classes/performances he’ll run you two a bath so that you can just lay back in that warm water in his arms and let him massage and relax all of your tense muscles.

(Is also a firm believer in what I like to call “I can fuck the tension out of your body”… I will not elaborate)

He shows videos of you dancing on stream ALL the time (as long as your comfortable) just so that he can coo over you in front of thousands of people

He gets his mom to cook for you after the end of a show week, it’s usually like a roast chicken or beef dinner.

Knows the lyrics to all the songs you dance to and has a whole playlist of them

George

This boy could watch you dance for hours

He dosnt know what it is about the way you move it just makes him feel so, excited and like he could climb a mountain

You tried to teach him how to do some simple steps for a YouTube video onece… it didn’t end well, he was covered in bruises afterwards and complained for a week straight

After that he really understood the strength that it took to do all of the turns and jumps and make it look effortless.

(Also a firm believer in “I can fuck the tension out of your body” but won’t say it out loud)

He is front and centre in the audience at all of your preformances silently cheering you on

When he meets you after shows he allways has bouquets of flowers for you.

Wants to see the dance before it’s onstage so he’ll get you to film it in the studio and then send it to him

(Watches it an unhealthy amount of time in awe of you)

He talks about how you dance on stream CONSTANTLY no matter where or when he WILL find a way to bring in up

Sapnap

BIGGEST FAN 100%

mans is first one to give you a standing ovation EVERY NIGHT OF YOUR SHOW!

He brings bouquets of flowers to you backstage and watches you get changed and take off your makeup while he talks about his favorite things about the show down to the lighting.

Ends up watching a bunch of YouTube videos on your dance and knows a scary amount of moves

You also tried to teach him how to dance and when you did (although he was uncomfortable) he knew an awful lot about it.

After classes or performances he likes to get you to lay down on your stomach and he’ll massage your back

Im a sapnap hand magic truther.

HE CAN GET ANY KNOT OUT OF ANY OF YOUR MUSCLES! No matter how tight, no matter how long it takes to get out, no matter how sore to touch he will get it out

After he’s finished massaging your back he’ll get you to lay on your side to spoon you and he’ll rub circles into your arms and legs “massaging” them but this time he just likes touching you.

Like dream BUYS YOU EVERYTHING, mans goes bankrupt just buying you new things without warning “I thought this colour would look good on you” is used a lot when he explains why he bought it for you.

He loves watching you dance he really appreciates how hard he sees you work day in and day out to get little steps of routines for a small dopamine rush.

#Dream x reader #dream was taken x reader #dream team x reader #sapnap x reader #George x reader #george not found x reader #Reader insert #afab #amab #non-binary #dancer #fluff #smut #Comfort

[shanitani]

Hiii! Can I ask for a draken, Mikey, and takemichi with a fem black reader who’s a majorette dancer and they go to one of her competitions for the first time how would they react👀

𝐒/𝐎 𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐌𝐀𝐉𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐑

i did majorette and hip hop for 7+ years so I LOVED this request ty for requesting darling<3

draken , Mikey , takemichi x BLACK FEM reader

— DRAKEN.

You asked him to come to one of your competitions when he wasn’t busy

so of course he scheduled around mikeys times - and Mikey being so fond of you he let him go.

he thought you looked gorgeous on stage since he never really got to witness you actually do things you enjoyed outside of school.

his reaction is like 🙂…😮

MOUTH OPENED AND EVERYTHANG just silent the entire time

this mf is thinking : how did you do that without breaking your legs? How are you so fucking fast? Is this even legal to do without dying???

he was so stunned just as the dance started, it quickly ended.

he wanted to see you terribly right after , but he knew you had to wait till awards. (Yes you won duh.)

he awarded you with flowers of course and a kiss on the head even though he could taste the product residue on your hair. He had became accustomed to the taste anyways he really doesn’t care🤷🏽‍♀️

“you did amazing sweetheart. you’re not like… broken?” you giggled hugging him and kissing his cheek as a silent thank you for the flowers , “im perfectly fine love”

bonus — draken would try and sneak give you massages on your legs and thighs bc he is really stuck on the fact that your ass got broken limbs🙁.

— MIKEY.

I feel like he’d say no at first but would actually surprise you and come

you were very happy but not surprised to see him (since you ignored him for a day after confirming his love for you wasnt as strong as beating someone up/j)

would def show up will a teddy bear that he asked draken to get as a apology but that’s not the point💀

he already knows you’re really talented, hes not so surprised to see what you could do

secretly video tapes you bc he finds it adorable but also you’re just super talented he doesn’t know when he’ll be able to get the chance to watch you perform again

slightly cringes at anything that has to do with the splits and winces at a death drop bc wtf-

after it was over he really didn’t care that you had to go backstage he was going right there with you. What can the guards do??

you were very surprised to see him holding a small bear in his hand and kissing your cheek, “you really thought I’d kiss you perform?”

(Bonus — after you told him how harmful a death drop could be if done not properly he urges you to quit as a joke…kinda.)

also bonus again — he talks about the video so damn much being he is whipped for you. also loves to show it off a lot and tell the gang how lucky he is to be your boyfriend…. They get so sick of him.

bonus AGAIN bc I just.. yeah. — he’d urge you to let mitsuya make an outfit for you for your next performance because he wants to see you look even more beautiful that the rest of your team.

— TAKEMICHI.

definitely says yes on the spot even if there’s something else he has to do - he’ll work it out

honestly he really doesn’t know what to expect he just knows you know how to dance.

Then he smile turns into a gasped look like he saw a ghost.

you definitely out preformed just a little bc he was there (did you lose breathe more easily? Yes. It was Lowkey worth it.)

he didn’t know dancing could be/look so dangerous??? but he was just staring at you with heart eyes

unapologetically records. From the moment you got on stage to the moment you ended.

When you’re able to see him he has QUESTIONS and a worried concern bc how tf you ain’t die he doesn’t know.

he thinks it’s so cool that you dance to such difficulty and is fit enough to do it (Lowkey wants you to show him some moves)

You decline saying he could injure himself badly and now he’s concerned if you’re injured.

Out of the three hed bring you the most, roses , teddy bear, chocolate… he just loves spoiling you

bonus — Asks to take a bunch of pictures with you too and puts it as he lock screen because he loves your outfit even tho it made him blush a little because you just looked really pretty.

Taglist ( link in my nav to be added)🎴

@crushsoli @luvmiaa @sscarchiyo

#anime #draken x black reader #draken x you #draken x y/n #mikey x black!reader #mikey tokyo revengers #mikey x reader #mikey sano #mikey headcanon #draken fluff #tokyo revengers takemichi #takemichi x black! reader #takemichi x poc! reader #takemichi fluff #shantis bookshelf: [ 🏍 ] tokyo revengers #tokyo revengers x black reader #black readers #x black readers #poc #tr headcanons #TR fluff

[eeriefeelingsat3amuwu]

So, I was t h i n k i n g which, with my brain happens very often and I came up with a Kagehina balet au. Let it be known that I will probably never write this, because I have no idea how balet works, but the summary was approved by my friend @its-pronounced-quoassoint so here you go:

Kageyama is a pro balet dancer, he is damn DAMN good at what he does

Hinata, on the other hand, is very bad at it

Or so everyone thinks

Because in reality, he is just really bad at remembering choreographies because the child has ADHD and you expect him to look at a piece of paper where the steps are written and dance it perfectly? He is also a very lively person so he wants to add his own perks into the dances because he's legit bored if he's dancing to smth

But he is very good once you let him dance freely

And he is also very good at making choreogrphies, it's just that he is never able to write them down because he is dancing on instinct

And one day, after he fucks up another practice, he is staying in the studio late because he wants to dance for himself

Kageyama is also staying late too because c'mon, it's Kags and he like, tears his shoe or smth and needs to go to the seamstress workshop to get new ones and he sees Hinata dancing to himself and it's...beautiful

And Kageyama has seen him dance before, but only choreographies and he always seemed so bad with those

And so Kageyama stands in the doorway watching Hinata dance and then he comes up to him and asks him what the fuck was that

And that is how far I got, I just need balet Kagehina au and so this came to be

For the little details:

A little backround Tsukkiyama with Yama as a shy choreography creator and Tsukki as a techie and they have to talk to make sure tht Tsukki knows when and how to move the lights and when to draw curtains and also because Tsukki is a disaster gay boy and a tsundere and so he TELLS Yama they need to talk when in reality he just wants to talk to the cute choreography boy and Tsukki as Kags' friend and Yama as Hina's friend and all four of them screaming about their crushes

Yachi as a helping hand to the main seamstress Kiyoko and being totaly in love with her and Kiyoko used to be a dancer but then she got injured, not as bad that she can't dance, she just can't do it profesionaly and she loves balet and so she stays there as a seamstress

Suga as an instructor for smaller children in the balet school and Daichi, the instructor for Hinata's group of dancers is so in love with the silver haired guy that trains kids and he has no idea how to tell him and Suga being the one that actually aproaches him one day and asks if he would like to dance with him and afterwards he asks Daichi out because he saw the looksTM and yea

Ukai being the trainer of the profesional profesionals, Kageyama's group of dancers and being a disaster for Takeda, the guy without whom the balet studio would probably go bankrupt because he is the one who deals with sponsors and money and while he knows almost nothing about balet, he is still so passionate about the dancers and comes to all of their preformances and he even attends the pro practice and that makes Ukai incredibly flustered and one day, Takeda comes up to Ukai and congratulates him after one of the best preformances and he congratulates Ukai before any of the dancers and Ukai almost combusts and he kinda awkwardly asks him out

Okay, Iwaoi would be the second most important ship so here you go:

Oikawa is a pro dancer in the same group as Kageyama, but he is injured. Yes, the knee. And he can dance, it's actually pretty okay, but he can't do anything too tiring. I mean like, he can do pretty much anything, but Kags is Kags and he does some crazy shit like quadriple jumps and is just litteraly a stamina monster just like Hinata.

And Oikawa is S A L T Y because he wants to dance like that and while he's super good, he'll never be as good as Kageyama and it's just pissing him off.

Cue Iwaizumi, the worriedTM best friend who is coincidentaly also a dancer, but more around Hinata level. And he makes sure to attend his own practices and Oikawa's practices and make sure his best friend is not overworking himself and he's just extremely careful with Oikawa's health and makes him care for his own body and shit.

Iwaizumi is also madly in love with Oikawa, but he tries to hide it and care for him as a friend because he doesn't want him to hurt himself.

And Oikawa who's also in love with his best friend but thinks he's a burden to him and so he's scared to confess because he doesn't want to ruin Iwaizumi's life.

And one night they finish up some extra training and they sit down against the wall and Oikawa leans against Iwa and then he's just kinda 'fuck' and then he excuses himself, says he forgot his bottle somewhere and that Iwa should just go home and then he leaves into the storage and he has a breakdown about how he's a burden and how he'd ruin Iwa's life if he confessed and how Iwa would probably think he's disgusting and Iwa followed him there because his water bottle was right next to him and he sees him having a mental breakdown and he helps him through it and then tells him he's not a burden to him and that he's in love with him and he doesn't think he's disgusting for being in love with him and that he would love to go out with him

TL:DR- I came up with a Kagehina balet au but have probably made it into an Iwaoi hurt/comfort because I’m that good

@definietlynotsatan @chaotic-multi-fandom @conflictedrider

#Haikyuu balet au #Haikyuu #Kagehina #daisuga #Tsukkiyama #kyoyachi #ukatake #Iwaoi #my boys #litteraly came up with this because I saw a balet video on my dash #balet is beautiful #i may draw this #but I have sooo many wips #so not rn

[cursestothemoon]

Hiiiii can I have a fred headcanon? About him finding out that the reader can dance or sing and he finds out about it by accident? Like maybe listening to them in the shower or looking at the reader dance in the living room?

this would be so cuTE

alright so you guys just moved in together 

you met at the shop 🥺

it was raining and you walked in and then he fell in love

ok anyway

so i have a feeling freddie would want to move in with you quick 

like two maybe three months in you guys have a talk and he tells it how it is 😤

“Look, I love you and I don’t see myself with anyone other than you. I know it might be fast but I think we should move in. I want this too be serious, and i might actually die if i don't get to see you more than just weekends and a few days out of the week.”

what a little cutie

wow

anyway 

so you guys move in together 

and its about a week or so in and it just so happens that Fred has never been home the same time that you’ve been in the shower

idk just happens 

maybe hes at the shop or running errands 

so he comes home to you freshly showered

or hes in their with you

either way

hes never been in the house with you showering alone 

and on a Thursday night he gets home early and walks into an empty apartment then he hears it 

the softest 

most beautiful 🥺🥺

voice that sounds like its quite literally singing from the heavens 

and fred is confused because who is in his hOME and why are they siNGING SO BEAUTIFULLY 

then he gets closer to the sound and he hears the shower running, then he sees the bathroom door closed and a light coming from under it as well as steam

at the point hes put two and two together and knows its you

he’s takes a moment to listen to you as he leans against the doorframe before he thinks to himself

‘what on eARTH am i doing out hERE?’

he opens the door to join you

i like to think fred has a really nice singing voice

he doesn't think so

but he does.

so he’ll join in the song and nearly give you a heart attack 

you will almost slip and fall in the shower 

and you poke your head out about to ask what eh thinks he’s doing trying to kill you before 25

but he is already taking his clothes off so you decide it may be better to close your mouth and see where this goes

yeah from that point on the cats outta the bag 

and he will demand that you sing him to sleep

sing to him in the mornings

sing to him when he’s in a bad mood

he just always wants to hear you sing because he thinks its so beautiful

and you bEG him to do duets

tHE DUET FROM SLEEPING BEAUTY 

IN THE FOREST WHEN PRINCE PHILIP SHOWS UP AND HIM AND AURORA ARE DANCING 

fred is prince philip sorry i don't make the rules

anyway

he loves you singing 

now lets say you are a really good dancer 

again same background 

just moved in together and freddie comes home early 

and i would say that you’re dancing in the kitchen but there's no room in the kitchen

so instead you push the coffee table away from the middle of the room and decide to stretch your legs

dust off the cobwebs 

and you have music playing an you’re kinda just dancing around nothing serious 

but its suer graceful and some moves are very advanced yet simple 

and fred walks in and just stares from the doorway

again nearly giving you a heart attack 

“mERLIN FRED! WHY DO YOU KEEP DOING THAT!”

“why do you keep hiding these incredibly sexy talents from me”

now you’re blushing

he’s smirking

you know how it ends

also dancing opens a plethora of pick up lines/ dirty talk for him

“when can i get a private lesson”

“come on dance for me bunny”

stop 🤭

a wild time really

but besides all that fred would think you were so insanely talented and he loved it so much 

he would also tell everyone 

hes just so proud

he will also hear about how at weddings brides will sometimes preform dances for the husband 

you know what im talking about right?

yeah he wouldn’t shut up about it

“bABE P L E A S E”

tags:

@amourtentiaa

@vsawyer1989

​@lifeofkaze

@siriusement

#Fred Weasley imagine #Fred Weasley #fred weasley headcanons #fred weasley x reader

[parker-bucky]

Falling

(Spencer Reid x female!reader)

Summary: Reader is sexually assaulted by her dance partner

Word count: 3.1 K

Warnings: sexual assault, lots of swearing, fighting, protective!spence, faint descriptions of blood and bruising

A/N: The song in this fic is Falling by Trevor Daniel, I suggest listening to the song during the performance part of the fic, I skip a lot of lyrics and the song moves kind of fast but I think you can better see the choreography if you know what the song sounds like !! I hope you guys like this one, the gif is not mine

Every day spencer sends you a text at lunch. It’s usually just a check in, maybe to give an update on the status of a case or to simply say I love you. Today’s message was no different.

Hey sweetheart, I was wondering if me and Morgan could pick you after work and go out to eat? Love you

You responded with a yes, adding a few too many exclamation points. You told him you might be running a bit late today because some of the dancers wanted you to show them the choreography of your upcoming performance. You opted to showing them how to do one of the moves, but wanted them to see the full dance on show day.

You chose to teach the younger dancers how to do the Grand Jeté, a movement where you jump from one foot to the other, suspending your legs into the air. In the distance, the doors to the studio open. You run forward and demonstrate the Jeté, landing swiftly onto the other side of the stage. “The more you stretch, the easier it will be.”

“y/n!” Janet- the building manager and head coach- signals for you to come over. You quickly tell the dancers to start stretching before jumping off the stage. “I wanted you and Noah to practice your dance today, do you mind having the young ones move to a different part of the studio? That way you can practice on the stage.”

“Yeah of course! Where is Noah?” Suddenly hands wrap around your waist and you jump up, startled. Noah laughs behind you, wrapping his arm around your chest. You push him away, uncomfortable.

“Oh come on baby, loosen up.” You glare at him before turning around. There, resting against the wall by the door, is Spencer. You run over to him, wrapping your arms around his shoulders. He picks you up and spins you around, pecking kisses on your face. Morgan comes through the door, laughing.

“Alrighty lovebirds calm down, save it for the bedroom.” Noah trails behind you and watches from a distance, eyes scrunched together. Spencer sets you down and you lead them over to the stage, smiling.

“Hey guys, this is Noah.” Noah smiles and waves, reaching his hand out to give a handshake. Morgan obliques but Spencer does not, sending him a nod.

“It’s nice to meet you guys, I’m y/n’s dance partner.” Spencer smiles at you and you blush, his eyes sparkling. “Well, me and y/n have some work to do, so if you don’t mind we’ll be heading off.” You give him a look of annoyance.

“I’ll meet you after okay?” You lean up, giving Spencer a quick kiss. Noah grabs your wrist and drags you away from him, anger on his eyes. You give them a look of sympathy before following, yanking your wrist from his hand. Spencer and Morgan sit in the fourth row, excited to see you preform. You walk onto stage, signaling to Janet to start the music.

Spencer and Morgan wave to you from the audience and you smile, sending a small wave back. You position yourself on the front of the stage, Noah behind you. The music starts, the beat flowing through you.

My last made me feel like I would never try again

But when I saw you, I felt something I’ve never felt

You lie on your back, slowly rising to the beat of the music. You face away from the stage and towards Noah, his hands guiding your movements. You rise, jumping into your Jeté. He catches you on the way down, swinging you around his waist and holding you into the air.

Talk to me, I need to hear you need me like I need ya

As he holds you, his hand starts to push up your leg. He’s losing stability, he’s probably just fixing his grip. He goes higher, squeezing your thigh in his hand before letting you go, swinging you under his waist and into the air. You flip, landing steadily. What the hell-

Fall for me

You pretend to fall on the floor, landing on your back and pushing yourself back up with your feet. Noah stands on the other side of the stage, facing you. He smiles and winks at you, getting ready for the next jump.

Before you baby I was numb, drown out pain by pourin’ up

Speedin’ fast on the run

You run toward each other and jump, sending yourselves in to a twirl. Once you land, you run torwards him once more and he picks you up by the waist, spinning you around. He sets you down into a dip, attempting to look down your shirt. You send him a look of disgust, but he acts like nothing is wrong, continuing on with the routine.

Feel like I’m out of my mind, cause I can’t get enough

Only one that I give my time, cause I got eyes for ya

He lets you back up, holding his hand out for you to take. You step away for a moment before spinning back around, gliding around hid frame.

Noah moves his hands into a pushing motion, sending you to the front of the stage. You lay on your stomach and slowly rise onto your knees, waiting for the music’s signal.

My last made me feel like I would never try again

But when I saw you, I felt something I’ve never felt

Come closer, I’ll give you all my love

If you treat me right, baby, I’ll give you everything

Your shoulders move to the beat, pulsing backwards as Noah’s hands move like he’s pulling a rope, dragging you towards him. You rise once again, running towards him and jumping into the air. He catches you, spinning around and throwing your body back up. You flip and land on Noah’s hands, balancing yourself there. Your leg rises into the air, balancing on one foot.

Will never give my all again

Cause I’m sick of falling down

You fall forward, Noah catching you and tossing you back into the air. With one final toss you land in his arms, slowly putting your feet on the ground.

When I open up and give my trust

They find a way to break it down

You push one of your hands together and walk in a circle before moving into a waltz, wrapping your arms around his neck. As the song ends he moves you into a dip, the lights dimming. You faintly hear clapping from the other dancers and the audience. It’s completely dark now and Noah leans in, his breath on your neck. His hand trails up your waist and to your breasts, groping them.

You yelp, pushing him away and falling to the floor. The lights turn back on and you snap your head towards the audience. Gasping, you get up and run off the stage. Pushing past everyone you run into the locker room, slamming the door shut and locking it.

You rest your head the door and close your eyes, collecting yourself. “y/n?” Noah’s voice filters through the wall and you tense up, clenching your fists. You yank the door open and push him away but he grabs your wrist, pulling your towards him.

“Let go of me! What the fuck Noah, let me go-“ you fall to the ground, pushing him away from you. Scrambling, you run down the steps of the stage and out the door, not bothering to grab your things. Spencer and Morgan call out for you but you ignore them, trying to get away. You lean against the building and rest your head in your hands, trying to stop the tears from falling. He touched you. Why the fuck would he do that? Why-

“Y/n, what happened?” Spencer bolts out the door, putting his hands on your shoulders. Morgan leans against the building, concern written on his face.

I- he, well,” you take a deep breath, gathering your thoughts. “We were dancing a-and at first I thought nothing of it, but then he followed me after the performance and grabbed me-“ Morgan’s head snapped up at you in surprise.

“He what?!” He pulls away to look at you but your gaze is cast down, embarrassed. “Baby tell me what happened.”

“Well first he was being kind of touchy I guess? All up in my space, then he grabbed my thigh when he was holding me but maybe he was just losing his grip, but then he looked down my shirt. A-and when the lights dimmed he touched me,” you continue to look at your shoes, swaying back and forth. “So pushed him away and I fell over on the stage. I-I didn’t know what to do so I went backstage and he followed me and he grabbed my wrist-” Spencer’s hands shoot to your wrists, looking them over. Small welts surround your left wrist and arm where he grabbed you and dug in his nails, stopping you from getting away.

“I couldn’t get away so I started to scream,” you glanced up at him, your eyes glistening with tears. “I um, he let go and I tripped, and I thought he was going to go down on me but I got up and I ran off.” Spencer’s eyes are filled with pure rage, his jaw clenched.

Morgan’s hand rests on your shoulder, squeezing it. He’s also angry, but he knows he needs to stay calm, collected. “Stay here with her.” Spencer let’s you go and storms into the studio, searching. You and Morgan run after him, knowing what’s to come.

“Hey you son of a bitch!” He runs up to Noah and grabs his shirt collar. “Don’t fucking touch her.” Spencer glares at Noah, his eyes burning holes through his skin.

“What are you talking about man? I didn’t do anything,” He acts genuinely confused but his shoulders are tense, fists clenched. Noah towers over him but Spencer is still far more intimidating, his gaze set to kill.

“Stop lying, I know what you did.” His face is right next to Noah’s now, his breath fanning over him. Noah pushes him away, standing his ground.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” Everyone is staring now, unable to look away from the scene unfolding in front of them. Most of the dancers back away, giving them space. Morgan grips your shoulder, keeping you grounded.

“Just stay the hell away from her.” Spencer huffs, turning around go walk away.

“I didn’t do anything wrong, she wanted it. She liked it.” His head snaps back towards Noah, his rage building. Morgan runs over to hold Spencer back, stopping him from lunging.

“What the fuck did you just say?” He tries to push Morgan away, but his grip tightens around him. Noah laughs in delight, looking over and winking at you. You back away, trying to escape his gaze by looking at the floor.

“Oh, is little Spencie upset that his precious y/n wants to be with me instead of him? Face it, she likes me way more than you. I bet she would feel great around my-“ Spencer launches himself at Noah, tumbling to the ground, Spencer on top of him.

“You fucking piece of shit!” He punches him in the face, his nose gushing blood. Noah pushes Spencer over and slams his head into the ground, making you gasp. Spencer pushes Noah off of him and throws another punch, holding him down. “Don’t you ever fucking touch her again.”

“Let him go Reid!” Morgan runs over, grabbing Spencer’s arm and pulling him off of Noah. He yanks his arms away from Morgan and walks over to you, wrapping his arms around you and resting his head atop of yours. He takes a deep breath before looking back at Morgan and Noah, glaring.

You push him away, angry. “Why the hell did you do that! I can handle it myself.” He looks down at you, his whole demeanor changing.

Spencer takes another long breath and puts his hand on your back, guiding you out the door. You glance back to see Morgan talking to Janet, a concerned look on her face.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t stop myself.” You and Spencer climb into the back of the SUV, his arms wrapping around you. His embrace is strong and steady, grounding you to the present.

“Are you okay?” He takes your face into his hands, moving it to look at him. His eyes are filled with worry and your anger dissolves, suddenly feeling bad about the whole ordeal.

“I-I don’t know, can we just go home? I’m sorry I yelled at you, I was just upset.” Spencer nods, giving you a forehead kiss. Morgan opens the driver’s side door, leaning over to look at you.

“Are you okay y/n?” You nod, Spencer’s arm draping around your shoulder. “I reported what happened to one of the coaches, he shouldn’t see you again. I grabbed your things too.” Your eyes soften as you reach over to grab the duffle, putting your arms around him.

“Thank you.” You whisper into his ear. He rubs your back before releasing the embrace, turning around to start the engine.

“Can you take us home?” Spencer buckles his seat belt before putting his arm back around your shoulder. You lean into him, the seatbelt digging into your neck.

“Sure thing pretty boy.” He pulls out of the parking lot, Spencer holding you close. Soon you fall asleep, the stress taking over.

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Sun shines through the windows, casting a softy glow on Spencer’s apartment. You wake up on his sofa, curled up with your favorite blanket and his cardigan wrapped around you. Sitting up you rub your eyes, sleep begging to take you over once more.

“Hey baby,” Spencer sits down next next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist. His hands rub your back as you rest your head on his chest, your arms around his torso. “How are you doing?”

“m’ kay,” you mumble, closing your eyes. “Jus’ wanna sleep.” He lies down on his back, pulling you onto his chest. The sun shines right in your eyes so you turn away, facing the couch.

“We can cuddle for a bit but I made dinner, don’t want it to get cold, hmm?” You nod, closing your eyes and taking in his fresh vanilla scent. Eventually you get up, pushing off of the couch and sitting down at the table. He places a bowl of soup in front of you and you chow down, realizing you haven’t eaten since breakfast. “Do you want to talk about what happened?”

You sit in silence for a moment, contemplating. “Yeah.” Suddenly, you’re not so hungry anymore. You set down your spoon and push the bowl away, attempting to keep the food you just ate down. You close your eyes and take a deep breath, wringing your hands together. Spencer gets up and walks over, resting his hand on your shoulder.

“Want to sit on the couch? We can cuddle,” you open your eyes and glance up at him before rising, taking his hand and pulling him to the couch. He sits down first and you climb on top of him, wrapping your arms around his neck. His arms encircle you and you look at his face, admiring his features. There’s a little bit of stubble there, his golden brown eyes filled with worry.

“Well... I don’t know. I never thought Noah would do that, I trusted him.” His eyes soften. He grabs your left wrist, examining your scratch marks. He brings it up to his lips and kisses them, burning under his touch. “Ah,” Quickly he lets go, pulling away.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you,” you can tell he feels awful about it. You put your hand on his cheek and lean in, giving him a kiss.

“It’s okay baby, you didn’t know. They just burn,” you look down at the big welts around your wrist. “He just- grabbed me. I couldn’t get away, during the performance I couldn’t just leave, you know? What if something else had happened? I shouldn’t be complaining about what happened to me when so many other women have been through much worse.”

“Just because bad things have happened to people doesn’t mean that what happened to you doesn’t matter. It isn’t fair, and it should never happen to anyone. Your problems matter, and what happened to you matters. Yes, it could have been worse. But it doesn’t mean that it wasn’t bad, that you shouldn’t be talking about it. You need to speak up and be open about this, maybe he’s done it to other people too. You can stop him.”

A tear roles down your face and Spencer wipes it away. “I love you, you know that?” You look up at him and wipe your eyes, leaning up to give him a kiss.

“I love you too baby, and I’m sorry I wasn’t there to stop him. Maybe I could have-“

“Spencer Walter Reid you look at me right now.” You grab his face in your hands, turning it towards you. His eyes look up from the floor, listening. “This isn’t your fault. There is nothing you could have done to stop this, you didn’t even know it was going to happen so don’t blame yourself. The only person to blame here is Noah.” Spencer nods, licking his lips.

“I know baby, it just feels so unfair.” He trails kisses along your forehead and cheek, his hands wrapping around your waist. He pulls you into him, holding you close. “And I’m sorry I took control like that. I know you can handle yourself just fine but I was angry and I’m sorry for stepping in when you didn’t want me to.” Your arms wrap back around his shoulders, head on his chest. You feel safe, comforted. There’s nothing else like Spencer’s hugs.

“No, I wanted you to be there. S’ not fair,” your eyelids start to droop, Spencer’s breath lulling you to sleep. “I love you.”

“I love you too baby.” He lays back down on the couch but this time he starts to fall asleep too, holding you closely in his embrace. You watch the sun set through the window before letting sleep take over, Spencer’s presence warm and grounding. His voice fills your ears as you drift off, whispering comforting thoughts into your ears.

I love you baby. I’ll never let you go. I’m not going anywhere, I’ll always be here.

It’s going to be okay.

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Miss Red and Mister Snow

It's a busy day in the bar as usual. Langa weaves through his many patrons, the smell of alcohol and cigarette smoke filling his nostrils with every breath. If he wasn't already used to this overwhelming mixture of scents, he probably would have thrown up by now. But, in his job, this sort of thing is normal.

The same could be said about the uproarious noise, men and women talking to each other about their days and lives. The music from the jazz band playing loud enough to be heard over the chatter, the clinking of ice and the mixing of beverages. Even the stomping of some tenants' feet.

Langa ignores it all in favor of getting to the front of the usual crowd, finding his reserved table. No one but him and the people of his choosing are allowed to sit here, the very best seat in the entire bar.

Tonight a new group of flapper dancers are coming into preform, after months of negotiation on both ends. Neither wants to be found out or linked back to the other, so they had to sit through many, many discussions. They finally found a day and a way for the group to sneak in without being suspected of anything, and currently, they are getting ready in the backstage area.

They should be out any minute now, which is why Langa is already sitting at his table. He crosses one leg over the other, his recently cleaned black shoes shining in the stage light. He'd slicked his hair back today to keep it out of his face, and he's wearing his favorite blue pinstriped suit, with the matching pair of pants to go with it. He'd like to make a good impression on this group in case he likes them, and would like them to partner up with his bar and business. After all, he does not yet have a regular flapper group that attends his bar even though they've been open for half a year now.

All of the best bootlegging bars have a regular dance group and jazz band. And while Langa has the latter, it's been hard to find a dance group to his liking. He's picky like that.

A moment later, and the lights flicker off. The crowd of people fall silent as the stage lights turn on one by one, revealing a small group of flapper dancers, all with their own colored dress. They're all beautiful in their own right.

But Langa can't look away from the lead dancer, who's dress is a bright red with black stripes going down from the shoulders to their stomach, where a large, intricate pattern is formed. If Langa looks closely, he could see that the pattern slightly forms a hibiscus flower. The black lines continue past this flower design, and create flaps at the bottom of the dress. Orange jewels and gold, hanging sequins decorate the black lines of the dress, and the girl’s hair- redder than her dress- is smoothed back into a bobbed, slick style that is so popular with the ladies right now. A golden band of beads is weaved into her hair, which dangles a little on her face.

She's wearing a pair of golden slippers that open on the top and close around the toes. Even these shoes have red jewels on them on the top of the area her toes would be.

She's standing at the front of the stage, one hand holding a microphone close to her lips, while the other is propped on her propped up hip. She’s smiling, a beautiful sight that Langa wants to take a picture of and hand on his wall. He would even find a way to make the picture colored so he could see her in all of her beauty. Her lips are colored with a brig red lipstick to match her dress, and her lashes are fluffed up by mascara.

“Hello everybody!” she says into the mic, her playful tone evident in her voice. She has a similar lilt as other flapper dancers, that sounds amazing in her voice. The crowd is a mixture of calls and wolfish whistles. They must think she's cute, too. “How are y'all doin’ tonight?”

There's more hooting and clapping from the crowd, cigarette smoke making a thin cloud over the audience. Langa can't stop staring at this flapper; she’s gorgeous.

“Well, that is great to hear!” she continues, flashing a bright grin at the crowd that has basically devolved into a pack of animals from her appearance alone. She seems unphased by it- probably used to this reaction. Langa isn't, though, and he wants nothing more than to punch anyone who so much as looks at her the wrong way. She shouldn't be treated like a piece of meat. “You all can call me Miss Red!” She then looks over at Langa, and does a small curtesy in his direction. He nearly passes out under her gaze. “And I'd like to thank Mister Snow over here for lettin’ us come in tonight.”

Langa nods his head in response, since he doesn't know what else to do. She merely winks at him and he nearly passes out all over again.

Then, Miss Red claps her hands together and backs up into the line of other dancers. The lights brighten to shine off of the sequins and jewels attached to their dresses, and they start their routine, first with the Charleston before moving into the foxtrot.

Langa tries to watch a few of the other dancers, but his eyes keep drifting back Miss Red’s pretty face. She does the unthinkable after a few minutes of dancing; she starts seeing a song, which the jazz band seems to know, as they play along with her voice. Her singing voice is beautiful and powerful, echoing around the clamor of clapping and howling men:

“Now look me over carefully

All dolled up from A to Z

Guess you wonder where I'm gonna go

I'm excited, I'll admit

And you don't know the half of it

I'm gonna meet the one that I love so

Hey, hey, clear the way

Looks like this is my lucky day

I'm gonna meet my sweetie now

I can't be annoyed

Am I happy, am I overjoyed

I'm gonna meet my sweetie now!”

She sings it beautifully, and Langa loves her take on the popular song “I'm Gonna Meet My Sweetie Now”. He may even like it more than the original version, with the way she sings the verses and words, and the way the jazz band is playing as an energetic version of the song.

“Hey-hey-hey, just got through

Manicure and a good shampoo

I'm gonna meet my sweetie now

Yes indeedy, just got a brand new hat

Brand new this and a brand new that

I'm gonna meet my sweetie now

When I think of how his arms come stealin'

I'm so nervous, girls, you know the feelin'

I'm just nearly wild

Come on, mother, and save your child

I'm gonna meet my sweetie now!”

The dancers switch to the scandalous shimmy, causing the hollering from the crowd to double. Their dresses flip this way and that, looping around their thighs and almost rising higher than they should as they dance with a partner, pressing so close that the men cheer. Langa feels his face heat up. He doesn't see the shimmy very often, and to see Miss Red going through the steps makes him hot. It's also banned in most places, so you don't see this style as often as say a black bottom or foxtrot.

Then, Miss Red peels from her partner- a tall, dark woman with piercing eyes- and approaches the microphone once more. She catches her breath before finishing the song:

“That's all!”

The jazz music dies down and every flapper in the group bows, before exiting the stage, even as the crowd calls, “Encore! Encore!” Well, it doesn't seem like they're getting an encore. Instead, they get blown kisses and dainty waves of goodbye.

Langa stands up, because now he has to meet these amazing women (Miss Red) and ask them to become regulars. He could pay them handsomely; he has more than enough money to spare from bootlegging. He slips to the backstage, and follows the twisting of the balls until finds the changing room. He doesn't barge in, just in case they're still changing, but does knock.

The door cracks open, revealing Miss Red’s pretty face. She still has her makeup on and hasn't changed yet, but she does have a pair of pants beneath the skirt. When she sees who it is, she offers a shy smile and courtesies for him once more.

“Mister Snow,” she says in greeting. She slips through the crack she'd made in the door to stand with him in the hall, her hands clasped behind her back politely. “What did you think of the show? Hope it was to your liking.” She winks at him, and Langa could feel himself getting hot all over again.

He clears his throat, and nods his head. “It was amazing,” he replies, keeping his dignity about himself. “And you were especially amazing.”

Miss Red chuckles at him, and he loves the sound. He's starting to love everything about her. “Well I'm glad you think so,” she says airily with another small smile. “Now, what did you need, honey dear?”

‘Honey dear’. Langa is going to lose it. If anyone else had called him that, he would have snapped at them. But it sounds so good when it's coming from Miss Red.

“I was wanting to discuss with your manager about you becoming regulars here at my bar,” he explains, and clasps his hands behind his back. She's a tad shorter than she is, but she holds herself well enough that it's as if she is the same height as him. “Where is he?”

“Right here, darling,” Miss Red answers, taking Langa by surprise. He blinks owlishly at her, shocked by her answer. Usually, a flapper group such as this would have a man in charge to arrange things. Maybe the man they’d sent to the meetings had just been a connection, so that it wouldn't trace back to them. There aren't many women who take charge of this sort of thing, if at all. She smirks at him, resting a hand on her hip. “You look shocked.”

“Well- I'll be honest, I am,” Langa replies hesitantly. “But I find it amazing that you manage your own group. Sorry to have implied you were a man at all.”

She laughs a bit louder than before, like afternoon bells chiming. She covers her mouth with one of her hands, and says, “Not to fear. I am both, after all.”

Once more surprised, Langa gawks at her, mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me right,” Miss Red says nonchalantly. “I am both a man, and a woman. I can be whatever you'd want me to be.” She winks at him while saying this last part, and even though he’s saying he's a man, he feels his face heating up all over again.

“So… you go by both male and female?” Langa asks slowly, trying to unravel it in his brain.

“That is correct, darling,” Miss Red says in confirmation. “If that is too strange for you, or changes your opinion of our group, then we shall take our leave once we've received our payment.”

He’s going to enter the dressing room, but Langa reaches out and grabs her wrist before thinking. She pauses, and looks back at him with a raised eyebrow.

“No!” Langa exclaims. “I don't quite yet fully understand it, but my opinion of you and your group has not changed. You are still welcome to become the regular dance group here.”

Miss Red peers at his face, as if trying to see if he's lying. He presses his lipstick painted lips together, before smiling at him once more. That smile is driving Langa insane, just like the rest of her….

“Well then, I'll take your offer up on that,” she says eventually, and slips her hand against his, intertwining their fingers together. Langa’s face becomes so hot he's afraid it's going to melt off. “As long as the pay here is good enough for my girls. We need to make a living, after all.”

“I'll pay you double than the average fee,” Langa replies quickly, and Miss Red’s eyebrows shoot up to her hairline. He smiles, nodding eagerly. “You have my word that your girls will always be safe and taken care of here. And I always keep my word, Miss Red.”

She hums softly, and then brushes her fingertips along the curve of Langa’s cheekbones. He goes still, her touches gentle and featherlight. She leans in close, their breaths mingling. “Well, I wouldn't mind the view out in our crowd, either,” he says, and Langa swallows heavily at how deep his voice has become. This is scandalous, getting so close to a lady after just meeting her, but he can't resist, especially when she’s the one initiating it. “You do have a pretty face, Mister Snow.”

He lets out a breathy laugh, butterflies forming in his stomach. “How can you say that when you're standing in front of me, hm?” he says, deciding to flirt back. Her eyes widen, and he sees a flush of red bloom across her cheeks. Rex really is his color. And it's starting to become Langa’s favorite. “You're the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.”

“Oh, you're just too much!” she says with laughter, playfully pushing on his chest. He stumbles a little, taken aback by his strength. She covers her mouth once more as she laughs, the red still painting her cheeks. He has freckles, Langa realizes. They just make her appear ever more beautiful. Especially when paired with her shining, honey amber eyes.

Her laughter tapers off, all the while Langa waits patiently for her to finish, softly smiling at her. Miss Red takes notice of this, and snorts softly. “Anyways, Mister Snow, I really must get back to cleaning up. Would you like us to come back tomorrow night, same time?”

“That would be splendid,” Langa replies easily. He catches her hand again, and brings it up to press a kiss to the knuckles. She huffs out a laugh at the action, and when he looks up he’s rolling his eyes. But, that red blush is still on his cheeks, an even darker shade than before. “It was nice to meet you, Miss Red.”

She pauses, before saying, “Do call me Reki, Mister Snow. That's my real name.”

Reki. It fits her.

“Just don't go announcing it everyone you run into, you hear?” she says teasingly, and he quickly nods.

“Of course not, Reki,” he replies. He hesitates for one moment before saying, “And you may call me Langa. Same rules apply.”

Reki smiles at him brightly, taking his breath away all over again. He should ask him out on a date, so he could see her outside of the bar, too. But his jaws lock, words getting stuck in his throat before he could. If Reki was both a man and woman, wouldn't that make him gay? And while he doesn't have a problem against gay people, he's never thought himself to be gay.

“Of course, Langa,” she says, and Langa likes the way he says his name. “Goodnight, darling.”

“And goodnight to you,” he answers, and they nod to one another.

Then, Reki opens the door, a burst of squealing and laughter from the other flappers erupting outside. She giggles, before heading inside, closing the door behind himself.

Langa stares at the door for a few minutes longer, wishing that he could call Reki back and invite him to go out together at some point. Men go out together all the time. It didn't have to be a date.

But his heart is racing too fast, and the thought of asking makes his very breath falter. So instead, he heads back to the bar, ready to start the closing preparations.

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NCT Dream Reaction- Their S/O is a really famous pop star

Request- Nct dream (ot7) reaction to their s/o being an amazing singer and currently very popular (like for example Ariana Grande lol). She would probably have many boy fans so would some of them feel jealous maybe, would they attend her concerts etc...

Mark

Mark was a fan of yours way before the two of you met. He was constantly jamming to your music. Little did he knowb you were a fan of him too. When you finally ended up meeting, it was love at first sight. Mark himself was very famous, so he never really thought about just how famous you are. Sadly, Mark cant make it to many of your concerts or events, but he tries. The obly time he gets jealous is when he sees you dancing with male backup dancers.

Renjun

Renjun never really cared about how famous you were. It didn't change the way he saw you or how much he loved you. He does love to watch all of the positive reactions from fans when you drop an album though. Renjun supports you more than anyone else. Fans spot him at what seems like every single concert. He goes to award shows with you, and he's even been in some of your music videos. He's not worried about how many guys throw themselves at you because he knows you would never betray him.

Jeno

Poor Jeno unexpectedly ran into you backstage at an award show and he was so nervous that he could barely get out a sentence. Even after months of dating, he still got shy around you sometimes. He hates how much people wanted a glimpse into your life, but he knew that it was just part of being with you, and he would learn how to handle it. He loves going to your concerts and seeing your fans cheering for you. Jeno gets super jealous sometimes, and he can turn a little cold. When he gets like this he just needs a little space.

Jaemin

Jaemin hasn't every really thought about just how famous you are. He just loves dating someone who's in the same business as him. He feels like the two of you can really relate because of it. The two of you have released so many songs together, that you may as well for your own sub unit. Jaemin will clear his whole schedule just so he can go to your concerts or events. He loves it if you come to his fan signs. Jaemin doesn't get jealous very often, but sometimes he just can't help it. Seeing other men all over you really bothers him.

Haechan

The two of you met through doing a collab for SM Station. He never showed it, but he was freaking out about getting to work with you. He was a huge fanboy and that didn't change even after you started dating. He likes to playfully brag to the others about how he's dating the most famous person in the world. The two of you openly support and hype each other. He loves seeing you do covers of his songs. He feels bad that he can't always be there to see you preform, but he makes sure to call you after you get done. He gets jealous a lot, and he needs you to reassure him that you love him.

Chenle

Chenle has been in the spotlight since he was really young, so he know a exactly how overwhelming it can all get sometimes. He likes that the two of you live a pretty normal life when you're together. As hard as it is, what with how many people are constantly trying to find out about your life, you keep your relationship pretty private. He's busy too so he can't always make it to all of the event you do, but he makes sure to send you sweet messages before you go onstage. If he's ever jealous, he makes sure to talk to you about it.

Jisung

Jisung is a shy boy, and honestly, you fame intimidates him even more. Like, he's pretty famous, but it seems like everyone in the world knows your name. After, he gets a little more used to all of the attention towards you, he becomes the most supportive boyfriend. He goes to as many of your concerts as he can, shows up on the set of your mv, and votes for you during awards season. He isn't one to get jealous because he knows that you love him.

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Meet Me In The Pale Moonlight

****​After being rejected by Sandy, the gang tried to cheer Soda up with a night out, but little did he know that he would be running into someone he used to know really well.

Songs: Go Go Dancer- Lana Del Rey

Sodapop asked his girl Sandy to get married.

He was so excited, he was so excited to start a new life with Sandy.

Get married, start a family, live the dream he always wanted, especially with the woman he loved to the moon and back.

Sadly, Sandy said no and broke things up with him.  

"Soda, I can't. I messed up. I two-timed you with a Soc. I'm having his baby. My parents are shipping me off to my grandmother's. I'm so sorry Soda." she sighed before leaving him with his own thoughts.

She was moving to Florida, and she was pregnant with someone else's child. Her words were playing like a record on a loop in his brain on his walk of shame to his home.

That broke the swooning boy's heart in half.

He stormed into the Curtis house, slamming the door and slouched on the couch while having everyone in the gang looking at him.

"Well? What happened?" Ponyboy asked his older brother while looking up from the cards he was playing with Johnny. Soda just looked at him with his blue eyes and shook his head before letting out a sigh while rubbing his face.

"Well that doesn't sound too good. I told you she wasn't the one, she was a broad." Darry chimed up giving  his brother a small sympathy smile.

"I don't get it, I thought we were okay. I love her. I love her more than Steve loves chocolate cake he eats every damn day. I was a good man, I worked hard for that ring and she says no? What did I do wrong? Just to have her sleep with some other man." Soda cried, leaving wet marks down his perfect skin not caring that they see him cry.

"Man forget about these broads, Soda you can get any woman you want. But you always go for these flakes of women. They're nothing but trouble. You're still young, you'll find your woman soon. She'll be madly in love with you as you are with her. " his older brother added.

"Speaking of trouble, since our man here is single again, and we should cheer him up we should go to a Go-Go. One in particular. Someone big is going to be preforming tonight." Dally spoke while lighting up a cancer stick.

"Man, I ain't going to no Go-go, did you forget that I just got dumped, and my heart stabbed by a knife a thousand times?" Soda scrunched his face to even thinking about laying eyes on someone when the love of his life just stepped on his heart and spit on it.

"Come on Soda, it'll be fun. We'll all go. It beats going to the ratty movies we've seen five times a week." Steve nodded his head.

"Plus maybe we'll see some Betty's tonight, with some big knockers and stacked up" Dally held his hands out motioning to his chest to what he fantasized the women's chest to look like, making the boys laugh but only receiving an eye roll from Soda.

"Fine, but it's not going to fix anything." Soda rolled his eyes before following the boys out saying goodbye to Pony and Johnny.

The billboard showed everyone's name who was preforming, and the large lettering shinned Firecracker.

"We picked the right night to come here, that Firecracker chick is  biggest dancer that came from here. From our hometown how crazy is that?" Dally yelled over the loud music that was blasting.

The women came out all looked the same, same moves, similar clothing  but that didn't stop all the boys throwing their money on the dance floor with their beer in their hands.

Which bored Soda. He didn't know why he even came, he just wanted to be alone and distract himself with work, not a club where all the women are the same.

"I'm going to get something to drink. I'll be back." Soda told Steve before heading to the bar.

"Can I have a Pepsi-Cola please." he spoke to the bartender while slicking his hair back, "I'll have the same Jerry." a familiar happy voice spoke next to him.

He looked to his right and saw a woman standing there with long dark hair, with the perfect side profile.

"Hey Soda." her soft voice let out before turning to him, her green eyes were dark but lit up by the flashing lights from the club.

"(Y/N). I haven't seen you in ages. How've ya been (Y/NN) ?" Soda asked tongue tied.  

He hasn't seen his childhood friend for ages, you heard once her father died she split leaving her cruel mother behind. Not telling anyone anything. She just picked up and left.

He never thought in a million years he'd see her face ever again.

"I've been good. Wouldn't expect a gentleman like you being in a joint like this." her red lips twitched up into a smile while she laughed, it sounded like music to ears.

"Long story. Dally brought me here. Everyone's here tonight except Ponyboy. Well obviously, he's still a young buck", he explained to to her, she nodded before someone came over and whispered in her ear while she nodded her head pushing her dark hair exposing her perfect porcelain skin.

"Well nice seeing you Soda. I'll be home for a while, maybe we'll catch up soon? Enjoy the shows these women really work hard." her red lips gave him a smile and pat him on the shoulder while grabbing her Pepsi before following the man who came up to her.

Soda ran his hand over his face watching her leave his sight.  

Just remembering she was just this young innocent girl running around without a care in the world. Cared about everyone, was always there for him when he needed her.  

Now she's all grown up and beautiful.

He snuck his way back to the gang.

"You came just in time, Firecracker is coming out next. Look at that get up." Dally pointed to the stage with a cancer stick in his fingers.

Soda looked up at the stage with the blue velvet with gold ropes hung from the stage. He's never seen anything like this before, it had elegance not like these other broads used. He's always seen terrible shows. But nothing like this.

The music started playing, all the men cheered, they were all on the edge of their seat waiting for this mysterious woman to come out.

Then a leg with black fishnets, with black high heels  appeared from the slit from the curtain, then a hand with black gloves with fancy rings on her slender fingers.

"This is gonna get wild!" Steve cheered while jumping out of his seat, punching Two-Bit in the shoulder just in time when the curtain lifted showing the figure of a goddess.

All the men whistled already throwing money, jewelry and some flowers on the stage.

The gang just stood there in awe, as were the other men.

The (Y/H/C) with red feathers in some strands, the corset one piece was red and black with a black boa  just topping it all off.

Then the voice started singing and she was moving in such a way that has never been done or seen by the gang.

She goes to the pole before moving seductively down, "I can't wait till she turns around, she's gonna be stacked up I just know it." Dally smiled while nudging his head at the guys.

Soda just rolled his blue eyes before watching the woman preform, with her voice sounding like butter to him.

She was a knock out, perfect body, voice, can dance not like these other dancers who just lazily dance and all look the same. And he hasn't even seen her face yet, and he was already buzzing about this woman.

"They call me Firecracker,  'Cause ain't nobody faster. I'm your go-go dancer. Midnight answer, jukebox sweetheart, queen of the night."

And just like that all the gangs jaws were on the floor.

As the woman spun around, whipping her (Y/H/C) hair around showing her face, her (Y/E/C) eyes shinned like they all just remembered.

But now she was this whole different person.

"Is that-" Two-Bit , "(Y/N)" Darry nodded his head before turning around not wanting to see the girl he knew when she was a young girl.

"Holy shit." Dally muttered.

Soda was just bug-eyed the whole time.

Watching her move her mature body, walking up to the men, sitting on their laps, taking their hats and downing their half empty glasses of hard liquor while they placed money on her garter belt.

He was in shock.

"When the hell did this happen?  Wasn't she just 15?" Darry spoke while his back was turned to the men.

She owned the stage, she walked in front of the stage where the gang was, she winked and smiled at them but couldn't help but let out a giggle when she saw Darry turned around which made all the men cheer but left them shocked some more.

They all looked how she would expect.

Mostly Sodapop he was always dreamy to her.

"She looks like she's having fun though." Soda laughed while watching all their reactions after it finally settled into him that she made a name for herself for the most part.

She crawled up on her knees to Soda while stealing his Pepsi, winking at him and lifting up the drink to cheers.

She finished her song before bowing and blowing kisses at all the men.

"Thank you all for this amazing turn up in my hometown. I'm so glad to be back." she scrunched up her button nose with a smile.

Her (Y/E/C) eyes lit up the whole room.

All eyes were on her while hers were locked on Sodapop's blue eyes.

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