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It’s You That I Hold Onto (Newt Scamander x Reader)

Originally posted by sweetly87

✩ prompt: a lovely anon message a few posts back :) includes a jelly reader and an overprotective thunderbird

✩ word count: a fair amount idk man

✩ warnings: so sweet u could possibly get a toothache :(

It’s You That I Hold Onto

It’s a typical Saturday evening in the Goldstein residence (plus a few), Queenie and Jacob waltzing to sleepy crackling records, dappled golden mid-winter light on the wallpaper, the smell of something delicious wafting from the kitchen. 

Everything seems perfect to Y/N as she makes her way to the living room, her brilliant crimson skirt swishing rather gracefully about her waist, her hair (for once!) cooperating falling over her shoulders smoothly.

Queenie smiles at her, elegantly breaking away from Jacob to switch which record is playing, new music erupting from the golden phonograph.

“Would ya’ care to dance?” Jacob asks, giving her a rather sloppy grin and holding out his hand.

Y/N nods gleefully, enjoying the time with one of her best friends as the stout man spins her about the room, Queenie clapping to the music.

Newt’s eyes flick to the duo dancing gleefully through the living room, his gaze caught on the pretty woman in his arms. How that skirt shows off her hips-

He looks away immediately, blushing and mentally kicking himself for being “an absolute bloody creep.”

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I think school dances should be more like they were in the 70's

I mean, just think about it

  • super fun disco music
  • boys in tight fitting clothes
  • bell bottom pants
  • platform shoes
  • A girl get pigs blood poured on her then proceeds to burn down the school murdering everyone inside
  • long flowy hair 
  • no bras

idk about you, but i think that sounds like a blast

All the boys

Dan is forced to go to the strip club for a birthday and he unexpectedly has eyes for one of the girls working there 

Warning: smutttt

inspired by this 

Dan’s POV:

“Dan come on it’s gonna be fun” Phil told me through my bedroom door which I had locked for the purpose of Phil not being able to drag me there. “Since when did you find stuff like this fun Phil” I retorted
“Dan you know I don’t but its just manners we show up” 
“Phil we’re gonna be surrounded by thirty year old horny men being pervs” I groaned 
“Dan just get ready you don’t have to talk just stay on your phone” 
“ugh fine but you owe me” I compromised getting up from my bed. 

I lazily chucked on some black skinny jeans and a black button up, not caring if I looked like shit, I didn’t want to be there and they probably knew it too. 
It was Joe’s birthday and Caspar had decided to take Joe to a strip club to celebrate. A fucking strip club. And they decided that it would be a good idea to invite Phil and I. If you’ve talked to us for more than five minutes, you’d know we’re not strip club people, heck if you’ve even looked at us. 

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7 Behind-The-Scenes Secrets About the New Beauty and the Beast Ballroom Scene
Courtesy of choreographer Anthony Van Laast.

For the new live-action adaptation of Beauty and the Beast, Disney turned to legendary choreographer Anthony Van Laast, whose resume includes everything Mamma Mia (stage and film) to Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows – Part 1. To get Emma Watson and Dan Stevens ready for their iconic ballroom scene as Belle and Beast, Van Laast had them learn the basics of waltz. To his surprise, Van Laast also had to choreograph the movements for “Be Our Guest,” even though it was mostly CGI. The process, which included inspiration from real-life dancers, a storyboard artist, and motion capture, took about six months. “I’ve seen so many animated films [with people dancing] and never really thought about it, but of course they must have used a choreographer and I thought, Christ, I’m the choreographer of this iconic piece in Beauty and the Beast,” Van Laast said in a recent phone call from England. “This was the one thing that caused me more sleepless nights than anything… I think when you see the film, you’ll understand the complexity of the number. There are knives in the air, there’s food coming and going.”

Here, Van Laast reveals the intricacies of putting together a ballroom scene, especially when someone’s toes are on the line.

1. Dan had to practice dancing in platform shoes. “For the big ballroom scene, it was absolutely him, [but] they had to have the height difference for when they danced. She had to be a lot smaller than him. He had to wear platform shoes that were quite difficult to dance in. First he learned how to waltz, then he had to learn the routine, then he had to learn how to do the routine in platform shoes, then he had to dance with Emma in those platform shoes.”

2. Emma rehearsed with 1 lb weights on each of her wrists to help her with her posture for the waltz. “[This was] so she would hold her arms in a certain way. She got used through rehearsal to moving with a big skirt, and she never complained about it.”

3. Dan could have broken Emma’s toes making the movie. “It was a matter of posture and how you hold your back. The big thing for Dan was, because he had these great big clodhoppers on his feet, not to tread on Emma’s feet… I know that as far as she was concerned, she was always a little fearsome of her feet trodden on, and he was a little fearsome of treading on her feet. It was a very complicated routine.”

4. Dan had extra training because of the awkward Beast postures. Every morning at 6:30 a.m., “someone would come and do exercises and yoga with him, just to keep his body free.” Emma, on the other hand, was already “really fit” because she already does yoga. “She’s a very good mover.”

5. Technicians and camera crew clapped and congratulated Emma and Dan when scene wrapped. “[This also happened] at the read through, which was in front of hundreds of people. Emma just jumped up. Everyone was thrilled.”

6. The lift is all about Emma. “It’s all about how the woman holds her body that enables the man to lift her. It was about working with Emma, teaching her how to hold herself so she was ‘liftable.’ The hardest thing is being put down and moving in the right direction after being put down.”

7. A Pharrell classic was the source of celebration during filming. “When we finished shooting the last dance [scene] in the film, someone put on ‘Happy’ and the cast and all the crew had a party.”

This. INFURIATES. ME. Like are you kidding me not only 1) were they asked to dance SEXILY on a platform outside in the cold, they 2) were tricked into getting weighed publicly they 3) got ranked on who was closest to their actual weights on a profile that was made probably when they were debuted and over trained. How traumatizing is that, how horrific is that. Imagine that like it’s hard enough being a girl in Korea and in Kpop and this is something that has really got under my skin… these poor girls. Like imagine getting up their dancing “sexy” which is uncomfortable in itself but then realizing you were getting weighed?! I hope this show gets shut down or some serious consequences and I hope that Kpop fandoms don’t let this slide…. like let’s stand up for these poor girls.

I BELIEVE IT WAS AIRED ON A PILOT EPISODE FOR A PROGRAM CALLED BON BON OLYMPICS RUN BY KBS ENTERTAINMENT
21 Things To Love About Normani

1. Her persistence, Normani has gone through so much this past year, and she’s still doing amazing.  

2. Her loyalty to her fans, her band, and her family.

3. Her singing, Normani has such a calming voice, it’s impossible to not like.

4. She’s passionate about issues that matter, and when discussing these issues, she’s always so well spoken.

5. Her style, in every photoshoot Normani looks flawless.

6. Her stage presence, whether it be her singing, her dancing, or her interactions with her fans, Normani does great at every show.

7. Her social media, there has been not one bad selfie of Normani and that’s a fact.

8. Her confidence, over the past few years, it’s easy to see that Normani has gotten a lot more confident in performing. It’s empowering for all of us, and inspires so many fans to do great things.

9. She spreads positivity, Normani is never negative, and always manages to keep a smile on her face.

10. She is so humble, despite all the fame, she stays true to her roots and always expresses gratitude.

11. She’s creative, shown by her covers of mashups of songs.

12. She’s funny, Normani always makes other people laugh, another way how she spreads positivity.

13. She’s open with her fans, Normani has spoken about racial cyberbullying with her fans to let them know that they were not alone.

14. At times, she can be just like us. Normani has a lot of fans, but that doesn’t mean she stays completely calm whenever one of her idols notices her.

15. She gives back to the community. Normani is an ambassador of numerous anti-bullying movements, and Normani has visited hospitals to see her fans.

16. She encourages her fans to love themselves. Despite what other people say, Normani inspires everyone to love and be proud of themselves.

17.  Her relationship with her bandmates continues to be strong, loving, and they continue to work great together.

18. She gets along with everyone. Normani has great chemistry with everyone she meets, whether it be dance partners, fellow contestants, fans, management, her team or other celebrities.

19. We’ve grown up with her. We’ve seen Normani go from the teenager on the X factor, to the strong woman on platforms like Dancing With The Stars.

20. She’s loving. She loves all of her fans, as much as we love her.

and finally,

21. She’s a great dancer! I’m so happy Normani won season 24 of Dancing With the Stars, queen of dancing, I cannot believe she invented movement!!!!

Don’t Worry, Princess (Pt. 1)

Requests: (3) [Hey! Do you think you can do a series on the reader being new to the set of Supernatural. And Misha tries talking to her and tries making her comfortable. She soon grows closer and closer to Misha. And include lots of fluff and some smut! Please?] AND [Could you please do a fluffy Misha x Reader where the reader is an actress onset and is really shy around everyone so Misha tries a whole lot of things to get her out of her comfort zone??] AND [Hi! uhm i was wondering if i could request a non pairing fic with the supernatural cast kinda where y/n is new on set and she has alot of anxitey about working with everyone and jensen jared and misha comfort her and make her feel like she belongs]

A/N: Welcome to my weekend fluff fest! (not an actual thing, but it’s catchy) This is part 1 of 3. Part 1 is pure fluff, part 2 will be smutty, and part 3 will back to fluff.

Pairing: Misha x Reader

Warnings: If you need a warning for fluff, here it is. Oh, and things do get a little hot at the end.

Word Count: 1.6k

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Acting. Why in the world did you have to be good at acting? It wasn’t that you necessarily hated it per say. It was more about how you always had a hard time warming up to cast and crew members. You were very shy and quiet; very kept to yourself and very comfortable in your little bubble.

This most recent show you’d gotten a guest role on though, Supernatural, was one of the hardest shows you’d worked on. The cast was very friendly. They liked to goof around and have fun. But no matter how hard they tried to include you, you just couldn’t warm up. When the cameras weren’t rolling, you prefered to stay in the guest trailer.

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things about the great comet

i had such good seats i was #blessed i was right in front of one of the platforms where they dance and do shit on. i cry.

  • Marya D stood in front of me and told the people in my row to turn of their cells phones and keep their legs out of the way
  • they interact with the audience A LOT
  • the lighting is absolutely gorgeous they had old fashioned light bulbs lower from the ceiling and they looked like stars
  • the intense strobe lights when they’re at the club.. also the ensamble comes out with hardly any clothes on and glow stick braclets and that stuff, and it’s such a great contrast from the period clothing everyone else is wearing.
  • the way prince bolkonsky draws out every. single. word during private and intimate life of the house
  • andrey standing in the snow during no one else
  • The way the spotlights shine on each character as they’re introduced in the prologue
  • Marya D in general
  • during Letters dolokhov tells a row in the audience to pass down the love letter and the last guy in the row stood up and handed it to natasha. the dolokhov taps the first guy in the row on the shoulder and gives him a fist bump 
  • also during letters one of the cast members came over gave the woman sitting next to me a small letter
  •  the way pierre picks up the pistol during dust and ashes and looks at it when he says if i die here tonight, then i die in my sleep
  • during balaga ensemble members gave out these shakers for the audience to shake during the song
  • Balaga in general is just a really fun part just because of all the energy in the room
  • the song charming, it was just amazing all that strength amber gray has in her voice
  • at the end of a few high energy song the cast members dancing on platforms would suddenly just collapse and rest their arms around audience members
  • denee benton danced on the platform right in front of me. that is all.
  • when prince bolkonsky finds a “cheap french thing” in the audience
  • during natasha and the bolkonskys natasha and princess mary grab stools and carry them over to peoples tables and sorta stare at each other
  • the great comet at the end lights up so brightly and then fades slowly as the last song ends
  • i literally cannot recommend it highly enough
The GazettE Cheering You Up After A Bad Day

I’m having a tough week so I really need this.

Ruki: Spoils you by buying you new jewelry/clothes, in the evening, Ruki would put on your favorite music and the two of you would be playing with Koron at his place ‘till you go to bed.

Uruha: Takes you for a walk in the park and stops by a cafe for some cheesecake, he isn’t very good at giving advices but he still calmly listens to your problems, letting you vent on him.

Aoi: Cuddles with you under fluffy blankets and hot beverages, which lead to sex (he would make sure you are fully satisfied) and more cuddling afterwards.

Reita: Thinks the best way to forget about stress is by going to the Arcades. You’ll be playing all sort of games together - car race games, mini hockey, dancing platform games. Reita would win a plushie toy from the Claw Crane for you. ( those machines you grab toys with a hook )

Kai: Leaves work earlier so the two of you could have dinner at a fancy restaurant, he listens to all your problems and tries to help you out how to get through tough times. After dinner, you go to his place and take a nice, hot bath together.

Good Gracious, Ass is Bodacious: Mickey x Ian

Word Count: 2164

Warnings: Smut, Vulgar Language 

“Another day, another dollar.” 

That’s what they said, right? Mickey wasn’t really sure anymore. At this point, money was money, it didn’t really matter how he got it. He had a kid at home, a wife, and a sister to provide for while his shitty father was off getting arrested for the twentieth time. Mickey wondered when they were going to finally just keep him in the god damn place. It’s not like Terry ever did anything for them. And his brothers could take care of themselves. Hell, Mandy could take care of herself, Mickey just didn’t want her running off and becoming a prostitute or a stripper, or anything to that degree.

It was pretty funny, now that he thought about it. The fact that he didn’t want Mandy to become a stripper, and yet, here he was. Standing outside of Fairy Tale, local gay bar/strip club/whatever the fuck you wanted to call it. First day of his new job, but he heard it was going to pay well. He had the tattoos and the rugged looks that would bring around some of the old men that were into the ‘bad boys’. If they only knew how bad Mickey actually was.

Mickey gave himself another moment to breathe, before stepping through the doors. Some strange techno music was pulsing through the club, vibrating in his chest. He already didn’t like this. The floor felt sticky under his shoes, and the room smelled heavily of booze, sweat, and cologne. 

Without stopping to greet any of his coworkers - most he’d met the day before while ‘training’ - Mickey headed into the back to change into his ‘uniform’ and put that gloopy shit on his eyes. God he hated the eyeliner more than the piece of fabric this place called a uniform. He would walk around fucking naked if it meant he didn’t have to clog his eyes up with that black shit.

So, with the uniform on, and the eyeliner in place - “You’ve gotta smudge the edges, sweetheart.” “Who the fuck you callin’ sweetheart?” - Mickey walked out onto the floor for his first shift. For a little while, he was supposed to just get comfortable with the atmosphere, dance - more like hump the fucking air - on a platform, and then later he was supposed to start giving lap dances. Mickey wasn’t sure how comfortable he was going to be with all of this, but he was a Milkovich. Milkovich’s could get through anything.

Mickey walked around for just a little bit, side stepping anyone who came too close to him. He wasn’t ready to act super flirty towards some saggy old man. From across the room, he could do it. He kept a smolder on his face, trying to stay ‘in character’ as they liked to call it. Finally, deciding it was now or never, Mickey stepped onto a vacant platform and started rolling his hips to the beat of the music, arms behind his head. Hips still rolling, he began to slide his hands sensually down his body. He kept his eyes to the edge of the platform, not wanting to really make eye contact with anyone. This whole thing didn’t feel like him. He was not this person. He was supposed to be confident, cocky, an asshole. But here he was, about to act like someone’s bitch for the next few hours.

He did get quite a few tips once he loosened up. The key was making eye contact. And practically humping their faces when they walked over. He didn’t like the way their fingers felt in the waistband of his uniform, but he was starting to get desensitized to it. Maybe he could do this. After about another hour of dancing on the platform, Mickey’s eye caught on someone. Someone who wasn’t old, and saggy, and was actually really, really attractive. But, Mickey had always liked red heads, he couldn’t deny that.

And then he realized who it was.

Ian fucking Gallagher.

His sister’s boyfriend was traipsing through the crowd, eyes locked on Mickey. Mickey would have run, hid, but it was too late. Ian had seen him. Mickey ran a hand over his face, and turned in the opposite direction to continue gyrating his hips, hoping Ian would just walk right past him. His heart was in his throat at this point, and he didn’t really know what to do.

A finger hooked in the back of his uniform, and he felt the money being slid in. Mickey cautiously turned around, only to see that the owner was the very person he didn’t want over here.

“You do lap dances? I got money.”

Mickey could barely hear his voice over the music. But, he gave a dreadful nod. They weren’t supposed to deny anyone dances, and if someone found out he had on his first day, he could very well get fired. So, he took Ian’s hand and lead him over to the seating area.

“It’s twenty for a song.” Mickey told him, as he sat the male down.

Ian dug out his money, and handed it over. Mickey lifted his waistband away from his skin, to let the boy slide the money in, fingers brushing against Mickey’s side. Goosebumps ran over Mickey’s skin, and for the first time that night, he didn’t mind being touched.

With the next song starting, Mickey straddled Ian’s waist and began grinding, humping, really anything. He wanted to get this over with. Sure, Mickey had always been attracted to the red head, but Ian had started dating his sister. He wasn’t about to steal his sister’s boyfriend… especially when he had a wife himself. Not that he cared much for her. The one night stand had spurred everything into place, it was no one’s fault but his own.

He was trying to not focus on the feeling of Ian’s now very obvious erection pressing against him. Trying to ignore the soft moans that fell from the man’s mouth. Ignoring the way his hands ghosted against his sides. Ignoring the fact that two songs had passed, now three.

With heavy breathing, Mickey slid out of Ian’s lap, and brushed his fingers through his sweaty hair. “Gotta pay for the extra two.” He tell’s him, pulling the waistband away from his sweaty skin. Damn he’d just had a work out.

Ian didn’t say anything, just forked up the cash. His fingers purposefully brushed Mickey’s skin this time, and Mickey could definitely tell. Ian leans forward, lips brushing against Mickey’s ear. “Let’s go to the bathroom…see if we can work out another price.” His breath was hot against Mickey’s skin, and he was compelled to follow the man wherever he went.

“Okay.” Mickey breathed, taking a hold of Ian’s hand again. He lead the taller male into the seedy bathroom. Who knew what kind of diseases were slopped on these walls. The thought didn’t deter him, as he lead Ian into the only free stall. It seemed a lot of men were getting it on in there. That didn’t deter Mickey either. Of course, he would have preferred to just be able to hear Ian, but knowing that there were others around to hear them kind of turned him on even more.

“Two hun-” Mickey cut Ian off with a kiss. He didn’t give a shit about the money anymore. This was about them. The unspoken sexual tension that always arrived when the redhead came over. This was about getting the man to fuck him, the way he fucked his sister. Yeah, Mickey was no stranger Mandy’s ‘attempt-to-be-quiet’ moans. It was like a daily thing now, and Mickey just had to listen while they fucked, and he took care of a kid. So many days had Mickey wished to be the one Ian was pushing around and fucking hard. Today was finally that day.

Their tongues tangled feverishly, Ian’s hands traveling down Mickey’s back until they cupped his ass, eliciting a soft noise from the other’s lips. Mickey’s hands were pulling through Ian’s hair, trying to memorize the way it felt between his fingers. He was suddenly being lifted, and pressed against the stall wall. Mickey’s legs wrapped tightly around Ian’s waist, as the other grinded him into the hard plastic covering.

“Just fuckin’ fuck me, already.” Mickey huffed. He was tired of all of this grinding and shit. They’d been going at it for at least fifteen minutes now, including the lap dances from earlier. Mickey didn’t think either one of them could get any harder

Ian shifted, letting Mickey drop to the floor on his feet. Mickey’s hands went to slide off his tight uniform, while Ian’s worked at his own pants. Before he knew it, he was lifted back up. He clung to Ian tightly, while the other rolled on a condom. In seconds, Mickey’s back was flush against the wall, and a cock larger than he had imagined was pressing into him. He rested his head against the wall, his eyes squeezing shut, as groans fell from his mouth. The stretch was not his favorite thing. ‘Course, Mickey did have toys, so this wasn’t the first time something was going in his ass, but Ian’s dick was a lot bigger than he had anticipated.

Not to mention, the lube on the condom was definitely not enough.

All trivial things, as Ian bottomed out, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Mickey, as the boys cock pressed against his prostate. He was thankful that Ian was being nice enough to let him adjust to the stretch. He wondered how obvious it was, but all thoughts left him as Ian began thrusting.

Mickey tightened his legs around Ian’s waist, his bottom lip tight between his teeth as the stings of pain vanished from his body. It all felt fucking amazing, now. The tip of his own cock was brushing against Ian’s abs with every thrust, and fuck did it feel good.

“This ain’t no kiddie show, Red. Harder.” Mickey demanded. If he had any control in the situation, he’d be moving himself to grab more depth and speed, but he didn’t. He was stuck in between a wall and rock hard abs, not that he minded.

It seemed that Ian answered his prayers, because with a little chuckle into his ear, the red head began pounding into him at a faster pace, his hips shifting to thrust harder into Mickey’s sweet spot. This had the noriet in bliss, feeling that he really couldn’t be stimulated any more. Moans flowed past Mickey’s lips, he was unable to hold them in.

His orgasm had hit him hard, unexpected. Ribbons of cum coated Ian’s shirt, and for a moment Mickey felt bad, but then he didn’t. He was almost embarrassed for coming undone so soon, he felt like he was a virgin, with a quick shot. If his face wasn’t already red from the exertion, it definitely would be now.

Even though Mickey was finished, Ian kept pounding into him. Mickey’s body was slowly curling into itself, his hands gripping tightly at the back of Ian’s neck as his prostate was over stimulated. It felt good, but it was also a really fucking strange feeling. Mickey leaned forward, and pressed his face into the red head’s neck, breathing through the static shocks that shot up his spine with every thrust.

Before he knew it, Ian’s thrusts were becoming erratic, hips stuttering as he hit his crest. Mickey could feel Ian’s cock twitching, as he pumped his seed into the condom. After a moment of catching his breath, Ian let Mickey down, yet held a steadying hand on the male’s waist. Mickey hadn’t realized how off-kilter he was going to feel, but he took it in stride, leaning against the stall wall he had just been pressed up against.

There was a sort of silence between the two, as they cleaned themselves up, and righted clothes…if you could call Mickey’s uniform ‘clothes’. Not to mention, most of his money from the night had landed on the floor, so he had to go about tucking it all back in. It wasn’t much of a problem, but he was probably missing some of it by now.

“Two hundred enough?” Ian broke the silence between them.

Mickey shrugged, holding a hand out for the money.

Ian pushed Mickey’s hand away, and stepped towards him, fingers hooking in his waistband. He slid the money in, before dipping down to kiss Mickey. Their tongues tangled, teeth clashed. It was raw, unbearing, and definitely not meant to be seen by anyone. When they finally pulled away  from each other, Ian stood straight, radiating confidence.

“Where’d all the money come from?” Mickey asked the taller male.

“Job.” Ian shrugged, before moving around Mickey to open the stall door.

“Since when do you have a fuckin’ job?” Mickey huffs, as he follows Ian out.

“Since I got one…Don’t tell Mandy about this.”

“I won’t, if you won’t.”

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‘Beauty and the Beast’: Why Dan Stevens Shot the Ballroom Dance Scene Wearing 10-Inch Platforms
Choreographer Anthony Van Laast explains why Stevens had to be put on stilts and dance on 10-inch platforms for the iconic scene.

The ballroom dance scene is perhaps the most iconic scene in “Beauty and the Beast.” To accomplish this and the other musical scenes in the live-action adaptation of one of Disney’s most famous animated features, director Bill Condon enlisted the help of choreographer Anthony Van Laast, whom he had worked with on the 2014 Broadway revival of “Side Show.” “I was very nervous because I knew what an iconic piece it was,” Van Laast told Dance Network. “I knew the film very well and I knew the musical very well, so the challenge was to try and look at it again and find a way of reinventing it.”

The cast had to go through a musical theater boot camp before they started shooting the film. According to Van Laast, Emma Watson — whom he had worked with on the “Harry Potter” films — rehearsed for three months, while Dan Stevens spent three months getting his dance moves on point. However, preparing for the scene proved to be a bit of a challenge, since Stevens had additional challenges.

“We had to put Dan on stilts and dance on 10-inch platforms, so their eye level would be correct,” Van Laast explained. “Otherwise, if they danced together, her eye level would be wrong and his eye level looking down at her would be wrong all of the time. Even though he was dancing in a suit covered in dots (motion capture), he still had to dance in 10-inch platforms. We worked very hard. The rehearsal was very intense to get Dan into that position to be able to do that.”

However, when the time came to shoot the scene, Stevens nailed it. “The day we filmed, they did it all the way through and the whole studio burst into applause,” the choreographer said. “It was an exciting day and they both felt like they achieved something special.”