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pigeorgien · 6 months

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oh no mr. stubborn is a furry

#mr men #mr men and little miss #mr men show #the mr men show #mr. stubborn

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anghraine · 3 months

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It's kind of fascinating to me that towards the end of P&P, Elizabeth has become protective of Darcy and either a) actively tries to insulate him from Situations or b) wishes that she could and gets stressed that she can't.

Darcy deeply loves her and is very ready to do whatever he can to secure her happiness, but narratively, I think the emphasis at the end is very much more on Elizabeth's protectiveness towards him.

It's like:

When Bingley and Darcy first come back to Hertfordshire, Darcy is very quiet and Elizabeth can barely bring herself to say anything—until Mrs Bennet insults Darcy. Then Elizabeth speaks up.

Mrs Bennet enlists Elizabeth to separate Darcy from Bingley with another insult to Darcy. Elizabeth finds this both convenient and enraging.

That day, Elizabeth decides to privately tell Mrs Bennet about her engagement to Darcy, specifically so that Darcy will be spared Mrs Bennet's first unfiltered response.

Elizabeth fiercely defends Darcy's character and love for her, as well as hers for him, to Mr Bennet. She not only says she loves Darcy but that it upsets her to hear Mr Bennet's criticisms of him.

Elizabeth is both relieved by Mrs Bennet's ecstatic reception of the engagement and a bit disappointed by how completely shallow she's being about it, and 100% sure she made the right call in keeping Darcy away.

Elizabeth defends Darcy against Darcy himself, repeatedly.

There's a period where Elizabeth seems to unwind and laugh, but this passes, especially after Charlotte and Mr Collins show up. Darcy manages to stay calm around Mr Collins (I think this is framed as a significant and admirable achievement for him), but Elizabeth does not like him being in a situation where he has to deal with Mr Collins in the first place.

Elizabeth tries to shield Darcy from being noticed by Mrs Phillips and Mrs Bennet, who do seem to make him pretty excruciatingly uncomfortable.

Ultimately, Elizabeth ends up trying to keep Darcy to herself or to shepherd him around to relatives he can handle more easily, and is so stressed at this point that she just wants to get married and escape to Pemberley.

After their marriage, things are actually great at Pemberley and in their married life, despite the occasional complication.

Lydia writes a congratulatory letter to Elizabeth, asking for Darcy to get Wickham a promotion unless Elizabeth would rather not bring it up with him. Elizabeth really does not want Darcy to have to deal with this and handles it by privately setting aside a Lydia fund out of her personal expenses. (IIRC, it's not clear if Darcy even knows about this.)

Elizabeth also is the driving force behind Darcy's reconciliation with Lady Catherine.

This could read as an unsettling, unbalanced dynamic and a very odd ending point for the arc of a woman like Elizabeth, but in the context of the overall novel, it doesn't feel that way. Or maybe I'd see it more that way if I interpreted Darcy (and for that matter, Elizabeth) + their arcs differently? But as it is, I do think that by this point in the story they are genuinely doing the best they can, independently and for each other, and they've both come a long way. They shine in different contexts and support each other as much as they can in the circumstances that do arise.

It seems very them, in terms of their temperament and abilities, that Elizabeth would put all this effort into shielding Darcy, while at the same time, Darcy completely cuts off Lady Catherine for insulting Elizabeth and only ever speaks to her again because Elizabeth wants him to.

#one of the things that really works about darcy/elizabeth for me is how much they're kind of the apotheosis of each other's types #like the people elizabeth is closest to—jane charlotte and mr bennet #are very different people but they're quiet and private and strong-willed and stubborn and intelligent #and darcy is totally the full throttle version of that type #and darcy is obviously drawn to cheerful outgoing lively charisma bombs with minds of their own #(even in his youth this was kind of true w/ pre-villainy wickham)#(then there's fitzwilliam and bingley and elizabeth herself)#and nobody is more peak that type than elizabeth bennet #they're totally each other's types and like. darcy is blatantly ride or die for elizabeth #while end of the book elizabeth is so far from being intimidated or awed by him that she's sweeping in to save him #in a way that i suspect nobody has really attempted for a long time #anghraine babbles #long post #anghraine's meta #elizabeth bennet #fitzwilliam darcy #otp of otps #(obviously this is particularly endearing w/ the autistic!darcy headcanon)#(neither of them could ever know why he's like that and in their society it's probably for the best that they don't know tbh #but they make it work anyway)

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luna-lovegreat · 7 days

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I just love how the word that roused Twilight every time

Was fight

When he thought he was dying

Felt that fear more closely than ever before

When told to fight

He did it

From @linkeduniverse au! :D

#linkeduniverse #linked universe #Lu twilight #mr stubborn #it's like #like the meme where someone waking up #*shoots upright* 'shit I'm late to the battle!'#'oh right I was injured'#'I'm a fighter!!!!!'#the word fight is his alarm clock #like letters are for sky

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thatonelostgirl-blog1 · 7 months

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Okay I have been rewatching the nanny and I cannot stop envisioning a fic where Zuko gives off Mr. Sheffield energy and Sokka prances around and teases 24/7 like Miss Fine. Like imagine this... it is some time after the war. Zuko is a single dad to Izumi. Sokka visits for an ambassador meeting or something and immediately hits it off with Izumi. Sokka weasels his way in and starts joking about being the nanny of Izumi and next thing you know he has a bedroom in the family only wing of the palace. He's attending meetings, planning fancy parties, and helping Zuko with his work(by helping I mean bursting into Zuko's office hopping on top of desk in a killer outfit while ranting about Zuko needing a vacation from being fire lord). Sokka will drop hints about getting together and Zuko will ignore him out of a sense of honor to his position and out of fear of ruining their friendship. And then when Sokka goes on dates Zuko will send bodyguards/spies to keep an eye/mildly sabotage Sokka's dates. There's a near death experience perhaps an assassination attempt and Zuko says I love you but then takes it back. Sokka gets super bitter and sassy and it's adorable and hilarious. I could go on and on. Like it exists so clearly in my head someone please write this.

#avatar the last airbender #zukka #the nanny #zuko x sokka #fire lord zuko #nanny Sokka #izumi and Sokka are besties and it's adorable #zukos stubborn #but Sokkas just as stubborn #Mr Sheffield #miss fine #could someone make fanart of this

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galaxysharks · 8 months

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I like to think that the siblings didn't even llan their first counselling session with Mr Mazzara.

They jusr walk into robotics club and nobody's there except for Mazzara sat ominously at his desk.

Jet: ...What the fuck.

Maddox: Where is everyone?

Mr. Mazzara: You see, this is what happens when you don't schedule a session despite clearly needing one. I plan it for you.

Maddox does a 180 and books it, only to be carried back 4 minutes later in EJ arms.

EJ drops her into a chair and hunches over huffing: how can someone with such little legs move so fast...

Maddox: this feels like a serious security issue.... strange man off the street in the building....

EJ: can it, Gadget, you're doing this. Yo, Mr Mazzara? Good luck! She got to the parking lot.

Mr. Mazzara: please, take a seat.

#hsmtmts #hsmtmts maddox #high school musical the musical the series #hsm the series #hsmtmts season 4 #hsmtmts jet #hsmtmts mr mazzara #the most difficult human #she is the most stubborn wildcat #bar none #for the purposes of this demonstration the parking lot is a suitably impressive distance from the robotics lab #big brother ej #hsmtmts ej

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depressedstressedlemonzest · 4 months

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Ooh not calling her a silly stupid foolish girl.

Rumple: Now you get to watch me kill him amd get my things back.

Belle: dafuq?

The fuck is this guy? Go away.

And thanks you @chippedcupwrites' video "the Dork One"

Video I can mimick the "you like van halen?" Line perfectly.

I love her in this shade of blue.

Emma you are not a good secret keeper. It's all over your face.

Gold is so nervous and adorable.

HIS POCKET SQUARE MATCHES HER DRESS

*eeeeee!!!!*

You can tell he's torn. He wants to hear those nice things from belle, not lacey.

But lacey is better than no belle at all.

... right?

Fucking granny is so funny.

Gold "people think I'm mean and evil and will break their kneecaps with my cane."

Lacey "but you're just a cute lil old antique dealer. You're about as maniacal as a box full of kittens."

She KNOWS there's good in him. She KNOWS.

And he's just trying to Hide it.

Newsflash rumple YOU ARENT DOING A GOOD JOB

Lmao I was at target with my sister yesterday because I love buying stupid shit. And she was like "you don't need that " and I was like "but I want to add it to my things" and had to play this clip for her because it is ME.

Love this fucking tiktok and have it saved.

He's protecting belle ANYWAY but add in this fuckhead wanting to be alone with her?

Hell no.

Oh no lacey ditched him.

Fucking rude.

Rumplestiltskin kills me

Belle: I'm not just gonna stand by while you kill a man.

Rumple: you're welcome to sit if you like!

"You aren't the kind of man to leave a child fatherless."

Hitting him right in his heart.

I missed.

#sassy bitch rumple #belle french #ouat belle #lem watches ouat #ouat #once upon a time #stubborn belle #rumbelle #ouat rumple #belle x rumple #belle #mr. gold #lacey ouAt

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kaleidescopicmind · 1 month

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Elizabeth: "You see, he and I are...so similar. We're both so stubborn. Papa I..."

Mr Bennet: "You really do love him, don't you?"

Elizabeth: "Very much."

Quotes by: Elizabeth Bennet and Mr Bennet from Pride and Prejudice (2005)

Gif by: @bellamysgriffin

#pride and prejudice #pride and predjudice 2005 #elizabeth bennet #mr bennet #mr darcy #stubbornness #love #jane austen #film quotes

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anukulee · 8 months

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The Mischief Filled Fox and The Mighty Lion

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Thor Odinson was what everyone seemed to desire in a man, a man of tall stature standing at 6'4, his muscle was something of legends, built from years of wielding Mjolnir, hair as golden as the finest gold, his eyes as blue as the clearest ocean, as for his face, it was as chiseled as one would expect from a god, with beard to accompany it that just seemed to work for him. His voice deep, yet seemed to boom no matter what he spoke, a feature that people would find endearing even if he was getting something wrong, at least that was from the prospective of Loki Friggason (formally Odinson).

Loki Friggason to everyone was the forgotten son, for if Thor was the lion, fierce in nature and beloved by everyone, then Loki was the forgotten predator, much like a fox. Who hide within the shadows awaiting for the next prey, yet all along. For the lion was always expected to beat the fox, for Loki that had been a majority of his life. Thor always having everything as Loki was pushed into the shadows, forced to watch as his brother won everything he could ever desire. Thus when a foot-race had been suggested amongst the avengers, Loki had little interest in doing so, already knowning the outcome. To him it would be the same as all the rest, with the mighty lion prevailing in the end, with the fox forever left in the shadows, at so he had thought, little did he know that perhaps that this wouldn't be the same, all because of her, his cat, and his love……

From the moment that the avengers had suggested a foot-race, Loki had protested, continuing to even the day of. Foe while Thor was bouncing on the tips of his toes from excitement, Loki was less excited, his eyes already rolling at his brother's display. "Must we do this," he grumbled lacing up what the mortals called tennis shoes. To this Loki recieved several looks of annoyance, general displeasemeant, or neutrality in his direction.

"Now, now don't be a sore loser already reindeer games," Tony interjected, reaching down to pat Loki on his shoulder, despite Loki normally being far taller then Tony in stature.

"Must you call me that name, Anthony," Loki responded bitter about his nickname.

"Would you rather call you a bitter snake?"

"No."

"Then reindeer games it is, unless you would like to refered to as Snape."

"And why must I be refered to as anything?"

"For missions of course."

"And what do names have to do with missions?"

"If one of us ever get caught I would rather them know us by a code name, then our true names."

"You are merely saying that because you take delight, in my misery."

"Says you reindeer games." To this Tony recieved an eyeroll aimed in his direction, one that was very much deserved on his end. Yet before Loki could make another snarky and bitter comment, someone else injected, one that Loki was more pleased about.

"Now Tony, isn't that enough," a voice called out and the moment she opened her beautiful lips and spoke, Loki felt as if everything had stopped, for there was nobody else in the world aside from her. Words that she could've used as a shield to defend anyone and yet when she spoke they embraced him, much akin to a warm hug. Always being his defender much like a cat curling up to someone, her words feeling as gentle as one would expect a cat's tail to feel.

"Well if it isn't, our resident reindeer tamer," Tony greeted his voice very light, in different to the seething of Loki. Loki's fist already starting to wrap against his knuckles, a mencing aura surounding the usual mischievious god.

"Say that again," Loki uttered, fist still tightly held.

Almost as if he sensed Loki's agression, Thor took to defusing the tension that was starting to cloud the air. His voice trying to remain airy despite Thor's long knowledge of his brother whenever he got like this. "I am sure Stark, was just jestering brother, right Stark." At this Thor shot Tony a look of tread careful in his direction.

"Right, it's not my fault that reindeer games here can't take a joke," Tony said almost oblivious to the tensiont that Loki was carrying either that or didn't care. For one might admit that Loki could be amusing like this, yet you could only poke the fox, so much before they bite you.

"See, brother, Stark was joking, now how about I go see if our guests have arrived come with me, Stark."

"And miss the show?" The tone that Tony took sounded more like a child deprived of his favorite entertaiment then a grown man who ran one of the most powerful super groups.

"I am afraid so Lady Pepper might be displeased if you don't welcome our guests," Thor said, as he tried to usher Tony in the other direction away from Loki, and his love, but not before turning to Loki one last time. "And try to treat the lady nicely brother."

"Don't I always? If I recall you were always the wild one when it came to the ladies of Asgard."

"You too have your trysts as they say."

"Perhaps." Slowly a smile began to creep upon Loki's face, Thor taking this as a chance to lead Stark elsewhere as they soon Loki and his love was alone. "So may I ask what brings you up here kitten," Loki asked casually as if his heart wasn't thumping.

"To see you who else?"

"Oh and not to see my oaf of a brother?"

"Now who is the older brother, here?"

"Still him."

"Even so you are still the older one."

"How, do you think that?"

"For all your mischief, you are far wiser when it comes to matters."

"But..."

"But nothing, don't let them get in your head."

"Why, we both know how this shall end kitten."

"Do we fox?"

"We both know that despite my brother being an oaf he always comes out the victor, much like a mighty lion."

"He will if you keep acting that way. Now chin up Loki," she said her eyes boring right into Loki's own, eyes that Loki desired to get lost in. Yet this wasn't the time, but when would he ever have the time?

"Not mischief or fox?"

"No, for now isn't the time for that."

"Then what time is it?"

"For this," she responded and before Loki could protest she had placed a delicate kiss onto Loki's cheek.

"I.... I....," Loki stuttered as slowly, the mighty Loki once burdened with glorious face began to devolp a scarlet red, words unable to come out of his silver tongue for once. Just as Loki started to form the words, fates seemed to test as yet again something came in the way, a voice that Loki would rather not hear.

"Well it seems even the great silver tongue can shatter, much akin to that night," the voice said, at this Loki allowed another eye roll, to cross his features, for he knew that voice better then most, not even to have to look to know it belonged to Fandral. It was at moments like this that Loki was remainded of one his many mistakes and excatly why he should've never allowed himself to be seduced into Fandral even if it was just one time. For ever since that Fandral took the chance to tease Loki, and even remind him or their single sexual encounter, a memory that Loki would rather not think of.

"Hello to you, Fandral," Loki said his voice laced with bitter venom, already not in the mood to see Fandral. Matters made worse when he seemed to take it upon himself as to place a single kiss on Kitten's hand.

"A pleasure as always, my lady. I still can't imagine how one such as Loki could be in the company of someone such as you."

A small growl might've escaped Loki's lips upon seeing this, through if anyone asked he would deny it. Through that still didn't mean Loki didn't have anything to say. "Don't you have other things to do, such as watch Thor do whatever he does?"

"Sif, Hogun, and Volstagg should be here shortly, I believe Thor was showing them around that human you call Stark's tower."

"Then why didn't you go with them?"

"They claimed my flirting was too much for them."

"So they stuck you on me."

"I thought you would be happier to see me."

"Yes, I am very much overjoyed to see you."

"Cross as always aren't you Lokes."

The moment that name slipped out of Fandral's lips, did a dagger get aimed at his direction. "Say that again, and we shall see just how pretty you are."

"Kinky as always I see," Fandral said clearly ignoring the danger that he was facing, at this Kitten took the chance to intervene.

"Now Loki, remember what Tony said."

"No aiming daggers at people."

"Excatly."

"But it's Fandral," Loki whinned much like a child having a toy taken from him.

"I understand the udge, but we can't keep getting complains about it. Perhaps you could pay him back for it later."

At this a smile began to spread on Loki's lips once more. "Clever as always my kitten."

"While as not as clever as one blessed with glorious purpose I do try."

"Will you never let me forget that?"

"Maybe."

"When?"

"Perhaps when I am dead."

"But who knows when that shall be," Loki teased trying not to think about that subject matter in particular.

"Now shall we leave?" Her arm now offered out to Loki.

At this Loki quickly took the offered arm, for when would he get another chance at this. "Perhaps, we shall see what my brother is up to."

"There is my mischief," she teased as she once more placed another kiss to Loki's cheek. Once again Loki found himself for a loss of words. Slowly he began to back away, his mind running far to fast even for him. Trying to figure out why she had just done that, rather then focusing on the events around him. Somehow he had managed to make his way toward what Tony had deemed the starting line at the edge of the field surrounding the new Avenger's tower. Thor already being there, dancing on the tips of his toes, as Loki tried not to focus on his surrounding especially her.

"Are you ready for this brother?"

"As ready as I could ever be."

"Good then appolgize if Stark might need to come and search for you in his iron suit."

"It will be you who shall need the searching brother."

"So you say."

"Now gods are you ready," Tony asked, as he interjected, causing both brothers to look at him, toy gun in his hand.

"Yes, now get on with it," Loki said in no mood for games, his mind still wondering about that kiss.

"Whatever you wish reindeer games. Ready, set," he started to say pausing for dramtic effect. "Jun." With a simple glow of his seidr another Loki appeared, as he began to run with Thor following towards it.

"Stop brother he didn't say run," he cried, only to land face first in dirt, mere inches away. At this Loki put his hand to his head, and let out a deep sigh.

"Are you never not going to fall for that?"

"You know you aren't supposed to use your seidr," Thor pointed out.

"Yes, but I do like seeing you fall."

"How cruel brother, now what would your lady say about that?"

"My lady."

"Yes, she is watching you after all," Thor pointed out and just as Loki saw her everything became a blur. As the next thing he remembered was tripping onto the ground as Thor disappeared off into the distance. Slowly did Loki's face began to become crimson once more. For not only had he fallen in front of the so-called avengers, but his love too.

Oh how must she must think of me as an embrassement. This is what I get for trying to please someone as alluring and ravishing as her, he thought already down on himself. Yet rather then hear nothing instead Loki heard something else, as the next thing was one he yearned to hear.

"You can do it, Loki," she cried, out and only when hearing this voice did Loki start to get up. Slowly he began to jog, which turned into a run, as she kept repeating the words over and over. Almost louder each time, yet she wasn't the only one that kid they called Spiderman was also cheering alongside her, yet all Loki heard was her. As slowly he began to increase his speed, until he could no longer hear them. Perhaps he might not be able to beat Thor, but perhaps he could catch up with him. Quickly Loki ran like he never did before reminding himself of all those times that Thor had bested him, whether that be in the company of woman, contests, or even at Odin's praise. Each thought pushed Loki further and further, as he ran through the path that Tony had deemed.

Until he was rounding his way back, yet as he got closer to the mark that Tony had deemed as the finish line, he swore he saw a familar bit of golden hair beneath a tree. It was only upon closer inspection that he saw it was Thor beneath the tree. While one might've expected Thor to sense Loki, sadly for Thor he didn't this day. Perhaps Thor had stayed up far to late or drank something that made him tired or something else, alas he didn't seem to wake as slowly Loki began to pass by him. Making his way towards the finish line, her voice still echoing in his mind. As with each time he repeated it, he was remainded just why he needed to finish this race, to see her. For perhaps those feelings that he thought was only one sided might not just be that.

As Loki lingered closer to the finish line, his courage started to regain amongst himself, especially upon hearing her voice. Loki now on the edge of the finish line, at least until he saw a familar blur, edging closer and closer to him. Yet luckily for Loki this time, his hand just glazed the finish line just as the figure that Loki saw as Thor came into view. The moment that Loki crossed at line everything became second rate, as he felt a weight come on him. For the moment he felt her did everything truly open almost as if ever insecurity came second to her.

For the next thing he felt was her lips on his and he embraced it only speaking when they parted. "What was that for?"

"Someone had to make a move, and you weren't going to."

"So those kisses before the race," Loki asked, his brow slowly becoming quizicle, his eyes while lingering still bore into hers the best he could. For while he was more confident, not even she could rid of all his unsecurities.

"A way to encourage you," she beamed, her eyes boring into his, not even lingering down. For as long she was looking at him that was what mattered.

"Or was it to confuse me my minx?"

"So am I your minx now?"

"Perhaps you are, but whose to say," Loki said as his brow slowly rose down, his confidence slowly building up more. Trying to keep his heart from being more aflutter then it already was. Through she certainly didn't help with her next words.

"What do you suppose we do now?"

"Perhaps you could make a move."

"And what kind of move would you wish for me to make."

"And what move might that be, my dear," Loki asked, now confident enough to allow a smirk starting to creep on his face.

"You know excatly what move I mean."

"Do I?"

"Must you do this now?"

"Don't you like it when I do this?"

"I can't with you."

"Oh, but you can, so you either you can say it or I can."

"Ooh you who made me make the first move."

"That was one time, and next time you shall not be as quick."

"Won't I, because all I can tell is I am here awaiting for you to make move."

"A move you have yet to tell me."

"Never."

"Then I suppose you will have to go without my kiss," Loki said whispering the last part in particular.

"What did you just say?"

"You heard me."

"Did I, or perhaps have I misheard."

"Minx."

"Always."

"Must you when we are about to do what we will be doing?"

"And what might we do?"

"Kiss," Loki said far quicker and quieter then one might expect almost as if he was a virgin when he was far from one.

"What was that again?"

"Nothing."

"You sure?"

"Positive."

"Then how about I suggest something?"

"And what might that be?"

"I say we kiss?"

"In front of everyone?"

"Why not, besides everyone should see who you belong to."

"I belong to you now?"

"Don't you, unless I am mistaken."

"You aren't."

"Good."

"Why were you jealous, of Fandral perhaps?"

"Of him never, I just like the thought of annoying Fandral."

"My what a minx I have."

"You know you love me."

"Don't I ever you enchanting minx," Loki said with a chuckle, and through this was unexpected, more unexpected than he could've ever thought. At this, Loki thought perhaps the Mischief Fox could win against the lion if he had his own kitten. Maybe it had always been there all along, but that thought was for another time, for all that mattered to Loki was that she was now in his arms, that the mischievous fox had finally found won and found home with her.

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hoperays-song · 9 months

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Compared to Gunter, Rosita and Johnny, how are the others at dancing?

Thanks for the ask! I hope you enjoy! - <3 Gooseless

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Johnny: Slow learner but decent at the show choreo(after like a month of constant classes). All other dancing? It's painful to watch.

Ryan: A literal dance prodigy who also started formal training at 5 years old. His mother was a Redshore Rockette and he became a principal dancer at age 16. He's a natural.

Nooshy: She is an award winning dancer and has been teaching herself for most of her life. She started training really young and focused primarily on modern and hip hop styles.

Ash: Refuses to dance in front of people. She's not bad or anything, just doesn't trust in her abilities to actually dance when others can see.

Meena: She can dance but doesn't do it often. She is surprisingly good for her only experience coming from school dances.

Porsha: This girl absolutely has taken ballroom dance classes before and is a good dancer. Not great but better than most.

Buster: Surprisingly decent dancer, Buster is much better at dancing than singing but cannot teach it to save his life.

Eddie: He has two left feet and is a hopeless dancer. His grandmother has not given up trying to teach him through, much to his dismay.

Nana: She danced some during her career and is good at those dances (more old fashioned and traditional ones) to this day. She insists on teaching the teens.

Gunter: He is a gifted dancer and has worked in dance studios most of his life. He loves dancing and is really really good at it.

Rosita: Another slow learner but once she's got certain moves she's pretty confident with her abilities and even will try experimenting on her own.

Hobbs: He knows a few select dances very well. Otherwise, he doesn't even try.

Marcus: Johnny got his bad dance genes from his dad because his mother was an amazing dancer. Marcus is terrible and will not attempt it unless his kids really want him to.

Barry: Straight up refuses to dance. He only has like once in his life and while he wasn't mind numbingly terrible he still refuses to do it again.

Stan: He does dance... poorly. He does not seem to notice this fact and dances like an uncle at a family reunion whenever he can. Johnny and Barry refuse to be around him when he does.

Clay: He doesn't really dance but he isn't half bad at it when he does. He is surprisingly good at slow dancing though and helped Mrs. Crawly teach the teens to for charity events.

Mrs. Crawly: She can slow dance pretty well. That's about all the dancing she does however.

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