“How can you have lived for so long and still not get it? This self-obsession is a waste of living. It could be spent on surviving things, appreciating nature, nurturing kindness, friendship, and dancing…” ~ Eve (Tilda Swinton)Only Lovers Left Alive (2014)
So a lot of these are my favorite dances from the show. I am
not sure if it’s because it’s when they first introduced choreographer’s cut,
but I do feel like the girls were all at their peak this season and I didn’t
enjoy the dances again this much until like season 7. So to cap off the end of
the episode, here’s some ranks!
Abby one again choreographing a dance about a culture she doesn’t actually know
I just didn’t like this one because the group was too big.
Red with Envy
Maddie solo with background dancers, and it really didn’t need to be. And the
costumes were ugly.
Bollywood and Vine
And again. And the costumes on these…
Gypsies, Tramps and Thieves
I liked the song, and the choreography. Not crazy about the overall theme.
Riches to Rags
This dance was mismatched. It was essentially I Want It Now with more confusing
An okay dance over all, but you could hardly see anything past those capes.
Also this brings me to a point about some of Abby’s group dances. Kalani and
Maddie were characters—this could have been a duet. Sometimes Abby’s groups are
like this. She knows the roles of two of the dancers and then the rest are just
Eh. It was okay, just a little sloppy and a little boring.
The Good Life
This wasn’t MUCH better. And the song was fucking awful.
Girls Night Out
I actually liked this dance a lot. I loved the costumes,
makeup and hair and I love when they do upbeat jazz numbers.
The Seven Dancers
The song was annoying and the costumes were stupid. BUT the dance itself was
funny and it actually looked somewhat challenging and energized.
The actual dancing in this wasn’t the problem. But the ‘story’ as it were…made
no sense. Abby once again knew Kenz was gonna get kidnapped, Maddie was gonna
be looking for her, and Nia was gonna be the kidnapper. But…what about everyone
else? Why were they there? And why did Chloe introduce Kenzie to the dance and
then later kill her?
This dance was pretty and the costumes were beautiful. I love flower crowns
Why Not Me?
I liked the look of this dance. The costumes were pretty and the song was cute,
although I’m told that wasn’t the original song. I just wish there was a little
more to it.
Same with this one. It was pretty basic and a little disjointed.
Another Maddie solo with backup dancers but I like this one better than Red
With Envy as a whole because it was a little but subtler.
It’s cool, it’s clean. Song was cool. Costumes were nice.
Ultimately technically better. And Chloe fit in better with this team than Jade
fit in with the junior elites.
Playing with Matches
This dance is so pretty but once again…story, if there even is one, doesn’t make
sense. It’s also really stupidly literal.
Free at Last
Nia as the lead, and this made Holly cry. This was one of the earlier dances
from season 4 so there were more mistakes technically but I still liked it.
Kalani’s first dance with the team. I LOVE this dance, it’s so cute. And it was
very clean and together.
Witches of East Canton
The song sounds like a rip off of No Light by Florence+The Machine but that’s
okay. This dance was cool and it was intense. And the costuming was cool and
not too extra.
I hated Payton’s costume. This dance though looked really hard, especially in
those shoes, so I was impressed with some of the things they did. Some of it
was not appropriate though.
Yes…the DM girls have shabby technique….maybe I like the IDEA of this dance
more than the actual dance. But for real I just love this dance.
Just Another Number
This dance would have made a cool movie. It was intense and there was a lot
going on but not in a bad way. The bar codes on their back was awesome.
Light as a Feather Stiff as a Board
First off, dear Abby and or producers; you don’t need a Ouija board to play
Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board. Those are two separate things…But! This
dance was so good. You could tell the girls really put their all into that
Pretty, simple and clean. I didn’t get Hollywood Stars vibes but it was a
Watching this dance is literally like breathing in fresh air or something. It’s
so beautiful. The only problem I have really with this dance is I wished
Maddie’s costume would have been in the same style as the other girls or
something. She should have been the lead since it was her solo, but the
costumes didn’t look right together.
Smells like Team Spirit
Underrated. I dunno how anyone could not like this group. Lots of interesting
shapes we don’t see a lot, not a whole lot of turns and leaps but still very
pretty. And the song. <3
Best of the select ensembles dances. Beautiful costumes, cool song, and a neat
prop. It was different from all the rest of their group dances.
Slip up in the beginning, sure. But still a beautiful piece. And the song was
actually a bearable Rachael Sage song.
Nothing to Fear but Fear Itself
I am gonna TRY to keep this short, but you guys…I love this dance so much. This
dance is actually somewhat CLEVER in choreography, and no matter what’s going
on, the girls never seem to let the character slip. The entire time they’re
focused on their fears. And the music actually goes with their fears, for
example…When the song starts, the words are “It’s not so bad alone,” and since
Maddie’s fear is being alone, she starts it. Towards the end, there’s a line in
the song that says “In silence, I’m silent” and Chloe—who has a fear of public
speaking—is the one who dances on that line. I would love to write more on this
dance and someday I will. But not here! But this is, for sure, my number one
IT (2017) was a genuinely good horror movie that was equal parts terrifying and ridiculous and you fools had to go and discourse about the millennia old shape-shifting alien’s sexuality…. What the actual fuck?
The train scene suggested by @reminscees. (A character study of the boys in this AU.)
The suitcase is heavy and Oikawa gives an extra push to get it over the overhead storage.
He is about to take the window seat across Iwa before hurriedly backs off from the growling dog that occupies said seat.
“The manner,” Oikawa mumbles, reluctantly flopping himself into the seat next to Iwa. He takes a quick peek at the young man slouching in the seat, staring absentmindedly out the window while his hand fiddles with his necklace. “Just like his owner.”
Oikawa purses his lips and crosses his legs. His brows knit into a frown as he takes another glance at Iwa’s lounging figure and he can’t stop the reproach rolling off his tongue.
“You need to sit up straighter. And stop fiddling with that chain, it’s not royal-like, great grand duke Iwaizumi.”
Turning from the window, Iwa folds his arms (Oikawa eyes follows the movement of muscles under plain fabric) and tchs. “Like you know what a duke do or not do, your highness of fairy land.”
“I know I am gorgeous but please drop the honorific, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa smirks, tone teasing. “I am just trying to help here, okay?”
Rolling his eyes, Iwa straightens from the seat, head held high as he locks eyes with Oikawa’s. “Oikawa.”
“Yes,” Oikawa says.
“Do you think I’m royalty?” Iwa asks, nonchalant.
“Of course I do, Iwa-ch-”
“Then stop bossing me around and treat me like one,” Iwa cuts him off, smirking challengingly at a slack-jawed Oikawa. He flops back into the seat, this time with one leg propping on the other while his hands outright play with his necklace.
It takes another few seconds before Oikawa manages to close his mouth. He turns to Kuroo, mouthing incredulously, “Did you hear that?”
Kuroo shrugs, flashing Oikawa a feline smile. “You know I find witty guys attractive.”
“Aren’t royalty supposed to be rich but dumb- ouch!” Oikawa cries, hand reaching down to rub at where Iwa kicks in his calf.
“You should just stop talking,” Kuroo suggests, casually flipping open his notepad and adding another tally under the name ‘Iwa’, bringing the number to 23 versus Oikawa’s 4.
Oikawa sighs as Kuroo leaves the compartment, giving Oikawa one meaningfully look before closing the compartment door.
Iwa has retired to reading a book, free hand patting the dog that has moved itself into Iwa’s lap. Oikawa wonders again how Iwa can find a dog with such a rare (or more like a weird mix of black and yellow) patterns of fur.
It’s not even cute for a puppy, Oikawa thinks sourly.
Oikawa takes a deep breath and lifts himself off the seat, changing in the one across Iwa. He leans forwards, trying to catch the other man’s eyes behind the book he’s holding stubbornly between them.
Oikawa coughs. “Look, I know not everybody can be naturally charming-”
“Really?” Iwa says, lowering his book. “If this is how you attempt for an apology, you surely don’t know how to act charming.”
“W-what?” Oikawa chokes.
“Don’t worry,” Iwa says, raising his book to cover his eyes but Oikawa can see the little quirk in the other man’s lips below the book cover. “I accept your apology.”
“I-I was not apologizing,” Oikawa kicks himself for stuttering. “Why would I? I was just trying to say-”
Iwaizumi sighs and closes the book. “Can you stop being so… chatty? It’s annoying.”
“Rude!” Oikawa exclaims. “And to think of how much we’ve helped you.”
“Oh god,” Iwa throws his hands in the air, startling the dog in his lap.
The dog awakes, grumbling, before it turns to Oikawa and lets out an discontented growl.
“You- this-” Oikawa says, scandalized, before he crosses his arms and pouts, looking out the window. “Fine, bullying me into silence with your dog.”
“Good boy,” Iwa coos to the dog, giving it a good ruffle in the head.
The dog nuzzles itself into a comfortable position and Iwa watches it slowly drift back to sleep.
He raises his eyes at the still pouting man when the other remains uncharacteristically silent. Biting his lips, Iwa asks, voice a bit too small to be casual. “Do you think you’d miss it?”
“Miss what?” Oikawa rumbles, still looking out the window.
“Miss Russia,” Iwa clarifies and adds. “Miss home.”
“Russia is not my home,” Oikawa replies. “And it’s too cold to be missed.”
“So is Paris your home then?” Iwa asks. “Or you plan to make it yours?”
“No, I mean, I don’t know,” Oikawa says, turning toward Iwa with a frown. “What’s with this talk about home?”
Iwa shrinks back in his seat, more defensive than anything. “What, can’t I wonder what’s it like to have a home?”
“Then asks someone who cares to have one,” Oikawa snaps.
Neither of them speaks for a while and the silence is starting to make Oikawa uncomfortable. He squirms a little, feeling guilt rising inside his stomach. He’s about to open his mouth, just to say something, anything, when the other man beats him to it.
Oikawa’s head snaps up.
“I am sorry I assume,” Iwa says and Oikawa notes he’s playing with his necklace again. “I just- you looks expectant, hopeful even, when the train came in. So I just assume…”
“No,” Oikawa says, putting on a (weak, oh so weak) smile as he feels the guilt in his stomach weight even heavier. “Don’t apologize for this… I am just… hoping for the best. For the both of us-” Oikawa swallows- “Maybe we’d both find homes in Paris, won’t we?”
Oikawa curls and (forcefully) uncurls his hands as Iwa gives him the first genuine smile since they’ve met.
“Yeah,” Iwa says, eyes soft. “Maybe we will.”
(A/N: Iwaizumi being referred as Iwa because that’s the name he’s got at the orphanage.)