i just need proper lessons or something

anonymous asked:

Oh this chapter- I loved it (and it was hot!) but poor Jack. He's such a quick learner but sometimes he learns the completely wrong lesson.... Pitch is a pretty good and attentive dom in scene and it seemed like he was going to do at least *some* aftercare this time but Jack just noped out too fast. Right now I'm not sure which of them would have a harder time with proper aftercare. Anton needs to knock some sense into both of them.

Jack’s bright, and his mind works quickly, but yeah, he often comes to the wrong conclusions or learns the wrong lesson, that combined with his habit of internalising things as being his fault (something absolutely encouraged by Lune in general) means he just makes these epic leaps to ‘this behaviour means X, and it means I have to respond like X.’

Pitch was definitely going to offer aftercare (at least more of it) this time. In fact, one of the reasons he didn’t touch Jack a great deal during the edging was because he knew he could make up for it afterwards. Instead, we get a Jack that’s hurriedly pulling away, a Pitch that’s wondering if that’s what Jack truly needs, doubting it, and also kind of doubting himself as a Dom? (Something he’s not used to doing like this). It’s a mess. Pitch has a lot to work on right now, especially as Jack’s reaction/s here are pretty much entirely down to how Pitch has treated him in the past. (Along with Jack’s reticence to ask for clarification).

Oh yeah, pretty sure Anton will be finding out in the very next chapter, tbh. His ears have been burning for a while now. :D

Happy birthday, Martina Arroyo!

Martina Arroyo (born February 2, 1937), is an American operatic soprano who had a major international opera career from the 1960s through the 1980s. She was part of the first generation of black opera singers to achieve wide success, and is viewed as part of an instrumental group of performers who helped break down the barriers of racial prejudice in the opera world.

Arroyo first rose to prominence at the Zurich Opera between 1963–1965, after which she was one of the Metropolitan Opera’s leading sopranos between 1965 and 1978. During her years at the Metropolitan Opera, she was also a regular presence at the world’s best opera houses, performing on the stages of La Scala, Covent Garden, the Opéra National de Paris, the Teatro Colón, the Deutsche Oper Berlin, the Vienna State Opera, the Lyric Opera of Chicago, and the San Francisco Opera, to name just a few. She is best known for her performances of the Italian spinto repertoire, and in particular, her portrayals of Verdi and Puccini heroines. Her last opera performance was in 1991, after which she has devoted her time to teaching singing on the faculties of various universities in the United States and Europe.

On December 8, 2013, Arroyo received a Kennedy Center Honor.

Arroyo was born in New York City, the younger of two children of Demetrio Arroyo, originally from Puerto Rico, and Lucille Washington, a native of Charleston, South Carolina. Her older brother grew up to become a Baptist minister. The family lived in Harlem near St. Nicholas Avenue and 111th Street. Demetrio was a mechanical engineer at the Brooklyn Navy Yard and earned a good salary which enabled Arroyo’s mother to stay at home with their children. His job also allowed the family to experience New York’s fine cultural offerings and the family frequented museums, concerts, and the theatre. It was attending several performances of Broadway shows during the 1940s that first inspired Arroyo’s interest in becoming a performer. Her mother humored her dreams and allowed Arroyo to take ballet classes. Her mother was also a talented amateur classical pianist and taught her daughter to play the instrument. Arroyo’s other musical experiences as a child were largely through singing in the choirs at her Baptist church and as a student at Hunter College High School.

After finishing high school in 1953, Arroyo attended Hunter College where she earned a B.A. in Romance languages in 1956 at the young age of nineteen. While there she studied voice as a hobby in an opera workshop with Joseph Turnau. Turnau recognized that Martina was a major talent who just needed proper training. After the workshop ended, he introduced her to voice instructor Marinka Gurewich, who immediately took Arroyo on as a student. When Arroyo did not take her training as seriously as her teacher wanted, Gurewich eventually threatened to end their lessons. Arroyo said of the incident, “It was a real wake-up call. Up to then, I must have been, in my mind, treating singing as a hobby, a lark–something I loved that I was dabbling in.” She further explained that at that point most of the major opera houses, including the Metropolitan Opera, had never cast a black singer, so in her mind “opera wasn’t a real possibility.” Gurewich’s threat, however, forced her to take her studies more seriously and she continued to study with her until Gurewich’s death in 1990. Another important partnership formed around this time was with concert manager Thea Dispeker who, after attending one of Arroyo’s recitals, offered her services at no charge until Arroyo’s career took off. Dispeker helped manage much of Arroyo’s career over the next several decades.

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anonymous asked:

Hoorah! I caught the opening! You're awesome! :D :D Can I please request Iwaizumi, Sawamura, Kageyama, and Haiba taking a ballroom dance lesson with their S/O? Preferably waltzing? I've been really into ballroom lately!

Thanks so much! <3 ballroom dancing is great.

Iwaizumi didn’t know it just yet, but he was ready to prove to the entire class and the instructor that his partner was the best and that, together, they made a power dance couple. Contrary to his rough exterior and playing style in volleyball, Iwaizumi’s natural athleticism made it so that he danced with passion and fire. It wasn’t exactly the ideal style for waltzing, and the instructor kept trying to correct him, but he wasn’t having any of it.

(”Come back for salsa,” the instructor said at the end of class, after Iwaizumi and his partner had demolished everyone else.)

Daichi was absolutely down for waltzing with his partner. He always admired dance as an art form, thinking that it was a great way to build character and strengthen bonds between people. With that mindset, and because he was just a natural gentleman, Daichi was the perfect student and partner. He watched and listened intently to the instructor and really put in all his effort when dancing with his partner.

(Everyone in the class was saying how they wanted a son or husband just like him and told his partner to hurry up and get married.)

Kageyama liked to think that he was good at every sport, and dancing was definitely a sport, but taking the lesson with his partner shattered his beliefs. He kept stepping on his partner’s toes, or would end up in an awkward knot with them because he turned the wrong way. “Sorry!” he would say through gritted teeth, face red. His hands kept getting clammy on top of his mistakes, and he would apologize for that, too. 

“Just relax, Kageyama!” his partner said brightly. “You’re the best dancing partner I’ve had so far!” (It might have been a light fib, but it did the job on lifting Kageyama’s spirits.)

Lev was so excited. “Do I need to wear special clothes? Specific shoes? What about my hair? My face?? Should I bring water?” 

Something about being able to waltz with his partner, even if it was just a class, got his heart going and he wanted to make it a special memory. Even though his partner told him he could wear casual clothes, he ended up wearing a nice button-down and suit pants with proper shoes, with his hair nicely styled. All throughout the lesson, he handled his partner like they were royalty (to him they definitely were) and was absolutely delighted whenever he could spin them.


Could you do a TWD imagine with Carl where you’re new to their group and you met in Alexandria and you’re the youngest and best fighter so you teach Carl a few things and he saves you from being killed by a walked? Thank you so much, and you’re Bellamy imagines are amazing ❤️❤️ - Requested by Anonymous

A/N: Aw, thank you so much - I’m really glad that you liked them! x

‘Is this really necessary?’ Carl asked, raising a somewhat sceptical eyebrow at the little assault course you’d created in the back garden.

‘No, I thought it’d just be entertaining to build this while the adults were having their meeting,’ you said scathingly, shifting a punch bag slightly because it wasn’t in the right place.

‘You are aware I’ve been out there since the start, right?’ he asked, shifting his sheriff’s hat slightly. You knew he felt awkward reminding you of that fact, given the solace that you’d all found in Alexandria and the fact that you understood what lay beyond the walls more than anyone else there, but you didn’t let it deter you.

‘And you are aware the last time I saw you fighting it was worse than seeing a chicken try to deal with all this,’ you countered, shrugging.

‘Did you really just compare me to a chicken, (Y/n)?’ he asked, his eyes narrowing.

‘So what if I did, Grimes? What are you going to do about it?’ you jeered, a small smirk slipping quickly onto your lips.

He took the bait, darting forward to try and take a jab at you. You ducked at the last minute, keeping your balance as you darted behind him. You nudged the back of his legs, sending him sprawling to the floor. The whole thing would have been rather comical if you didn’t think it necessary.

‘Woah, I can really see that facing Walkers has helped improve those skills,’ you said, straightening up as he rolled over, rubbing his face gently.

‘All right,’ he said, grimacing slightly as he sat up, ‘maybe I need a few lessons.’

The weeks following that initial training session contained more little meetups, you constantly checking his technique. Making sure that he knew how to handle himself in a proper fight while he did his best to help with your aim – not that you were that bad a shot, you just liked the idea of him teaching you a little something at the same time.

Yet during that time you and Carl had gone on a few excursions outside the wall, trying to put into practice all that you’d helped each other with. It made sense in theory, putting them to practical use, but things began to get a little hairy when you tripped over a root, snapping  a few branches and alerting the Walkers nearest to look towards you.

You had hastily tried to grab for your knife. The buckle caught though, making it hard to shift it in any way possible. A Walker lunged out at you from the base of a tree, its mouth looming closer to you as you tried desperately to pull yourself out of the mess of leaves.

A small whimper escaped your lips as you shut your eyes firmly, certain that this was it. A familiar sound echoed harshly in your ears. But it wasn’t one of a Walker attack. It was one of stopping one.

You slowly opened your eyes, just in time to see Carl stepping back, wiping the knife clean on the floor. There was a fear burning behind his eyes as he helped untangle you.

As soon as you were free you pulled him into a tight hug, letting the tears run down your cheeks.

‘Thank you,’ you mumbled into the crook of his neck as he gently rubbed the back of your head.

Carl pulled away, resting his hands on your shoulders as he surveyed you seriously. ‘Anytime,’ he said, giving you a slight squeeze. ‘I mean it, I’ll always protect you.’

A/N: Gif credit goes to the respective owners, I just found them on Google.


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