I have a headcanon that
Tony knows how to pole dance. Maybe one day Pepper decided that he needed to
get out of the Lab, and took him to a fitness class. She heard that pole
dancing was a great way to get into shape, and the online videos looked fun.
Cue Tony and Pepper going to these classes once a week for a few months, but
then the Avengers started, and Stark Industries got busy and they had to stop.
The Avengers find out
that Tony knows how to pole dance when they get drunk at a bar one day and Tony
gets up on the bar and starts to dance. Natasha, of course, knew all about the
classes, and even joined them a few times. So, she’s the only one who isn’t
surprised when Tony gets up onto the bar and he finds a pole to dance on.
Everyone is in shock,
but oddly amazed at the flexibility that Tony has. Once they are all sober they
ask Tony where he learned to dance like that, so he tells them about the
classes. All six of the avengers decide to go to one of the classes. Of course,
Tony, Natasha, and even Clint are good at pole dancing, Thor tries his best,
but isn’t very flexible, and Steve is extremely awkward at first. Bruce refuses
at first, but eventually Tony manages to get him to actually try dancing
instead of just watching everyone.
Tony ends up installing
a pole in the gym at the Tower, and everyone uses it in their workouts.
When Geno bought his mansion of a house, the pole was already there.
The guys rib him about it, teasing Geno about the stripper pole in the room down in the basement that obviously had been some kind of a sex den.
“Not stripper pole,” Geno sniffs haughtily at Tanger. “Dance pole,” he clarifies, as if he has any knowledge at all about anything to do with pole dancing.
Sidney knows Geno has been to his fair share of strip clubs, but he doesn’t think watching scantily clad women gyrate against a pole has made Geno any kind of an expert.
Not like Sidney.
“Why are you blushing?” Flower asks him suspiciously, because Sidney is hardly a virgin and he hasn’t turned red at the mention of sex since he was eighteen and Ryan Whitney had been bragging in the locker room about a set of triplets, the triplets’ mother, and the family pet. Whatever. Flower had been blushing too.
“No, seriously, why are you–?” Flower looks from Sidney to back at the pole where some of the guys are making fools of themselves trying to work it, and Sidney high-tails it out of the basement before Flower can reach any kind of conclusion about why Sidney is so obviously affected by the dance pole.
Geno finds him in the kitchen a few minutes later, raising his brows when he sees Sidney brewing a pot of Geno’s weird Russian tea. Sid doesn’t really drink tea, but he needed something to do with his hands and Geno is only just recently moved in; he hasn’t gotten the coffee machine yet that he’ll keep for his guests mostly.
“Act weird, Sid,” Geno says. He sits down by the table, accepting the cup of tea Sidney hands him with a quiet, “Spasibo.”
Sidney very firmly does not flush at the way Geno lets his fingers linger against Sidney’s.
Geno leans back in his chair, and Sidney watches Geno watch him, his eyes warm and fond as he looks at Sidney. There’s a smile pulling at his lips, secret and a little teasing. He’s got that knowing look in his face, as if he can see right through Sidney. As if Sidney is completely transparent to him.
Sidney hates that there is some truth in that.
Geno has always been able to read him.
“What?” he says.
Geno hums. He takes a sip of his tea, and then laughs when they hear a crash from downstairs and someone that sounds a lot like Duper cursing up a storm. There’s a lot of French swear words.
Sidney makes a face. “Coach will be pissed if someone pulls a muscle or breaks something.”
“Should show guys how to do, then. So no one get hurt.”
Sidney freezes, caught.
Geno hums again. He looks satisfied. “So do know stripper pole. How you learn?”
“Dance pole,” Sidney snarks, throwing Geno’s words back at him. There had been no stripping involved whatsoever when Sidney had learned to work a dance pole.
“It was training,” he says weakly, even though it’s the truth. It doesn’t make it less…less.
Flexibility, is what he’d told Andy a couple of summers ago. My muscles are freezing up too fast, especially my legs. It’s hurting my skating.
Okay, Sidney, Andy replied. I’ll come up with something. Just trust me.
And, well. Andy had never let him astray before, so Sidney had taken up pole dancing, protesting all the while even as Andy had shown him video after video of people performing death-defying stunts, as if they were beyond gravity–it was a beautiful art form, but Sidney has never lost his embarrassment over it.
It seems just a little bit shameful. Something the guys would never understand.
At least Sidney has never been more flexible, his skating more fluid than it’s ever been.
“Show me sometime?” Geno asks. “Just you and me. Asshole teammates not need know.”
Sidney startles, his lashes fluttering wildly. Geno is still smiling, but he doesn’t look teasing anymore. Doesn’t look as if he’s chirping Sid. Instead he looks gentle, curious.
Head cannons on where and how Yuuri learned to pole dance ;)
I’m on the ‘he took a class with Phichit’ train. Specifically, Phichit bought a Groupon as a joke and then upon watching Yuuri hold himself to the pole with just his thighs his own grip involuntarily slackens.
“I flew too close to the sun,” Phichit mumbles, facedown on the floor, while Yuuri kind of hovers over him looking chagrined and deeply confused.
Shownu; Ever since Shownu knew that you were a professional-level pole dancer, he would constantly ask you to show him your everyday routine and it was finally that day. You brought Shownu to your practice room and showed him your everyday routine. With a pair of black tank top and a pair of shorts plus the skills of a professional pole dancer, it was hard for Shownu to process.
“Wait….. are you sure you don’t have any twin or someone to do that for you?”
“Yes, babe. I’m sure that I was the one who just pole danced a minute ago.”
“Okay, okay…. wait…. was it really you who just pole danced?”
“Okay….. but babe…. how did you learn to pole dance? Like…. I mean… How… why…. when did you learn how to pole dance?”
Wonho; With a big smile plastered on his face, Wonho happily skipped towards your studio since he was so excited to surprise you. He actually didn’t know that you had the skills of a professional pole dancer. The loud music echoed throughout the whole hallway which made Wonho more enthusiastic to see you. Pushing the doors open, he almost dropped the plastic bag when he saw you wearing a sheer crop top and a really short shorts (well he’ll be really turned on tbh). You swung your body onto the pole and wrapped your legs around it. By the second you saw Wonho, your eyes widened and you hurriedly, but carefully, came down from the pole.
“My, my…. Why did I not know this?”
“Wonho… don’t you dare–”
“Aigoo, my babe just got into another level of hotness. Can you do your routine again?”
“No and why are you even here?”
“You wear these clothes when pole dancing? Nice, nice.”
Minhyuk; You were in the midst of practicing for your finals and it was pole dancing. Minhyuk knew that you were practicing but he overheard a bunch of students that your skills in pole dancing was really good to the point that it created tons of rumors about you. Coming across a bunch of your friends, Minhyuk asked where you were and they told him that you were currently practicing, to which he excused himself and dashed towards the practice room. By the second he came in, you were already coming down from the pole. The sound of Minhyuk’s gasping made you look up and meet his eyes.
“Babe… can you… can you do your routine one more time?”
“bUUT BABE U WERE AMAZING JUST A SECOND AGOOOO!!”
“All I did was come down from the pole–”
“But you did it sexily!! Can you show me your routine pleasseeeeeee?!?!?!”
Kihyun; Once your tongue slipped and told Kihyun about you doing pole dancing for a hobby, this literally sparked a lot of interest from him. As much as you wanted to escape, Yoo Kihyun was there to stop you and drag you to your studio. Without any options, you just did what he wanted to see and since he also wanted to learn it, you also had to put up with the shrieks and constant blabbering from him. As soon as you wrapped your right leg onto the pole and let your left hand gracefully do its thing, Kihyun was a great audience.
“BAABEEEEE! OMO OMO HOW’D U DO THAT?!”
“Yoo Kihyun, shut the hell up!!”
“BABE WATCH OUT YOU MIGHT FALL!!!”
“SHUT UP YOU’RE PUTTING ME OFF MY GAME!!”
Hyungwon; Pole dancing was your thing. Your hobby. Your stress reliever and all. It was finally the day of your competition and Hyungwon didn’t know any of this. Your friends decided to let Hyungwon tag along, wanting to surprise you. When the emcee calls out your name and you start to perform, Hyungwon would be flustered and dumbfounded. By the second you finished your performance, your friends dragged him to the back stage to congratulate you for your amazing performance.
“Babe, are you okay?” “…….”
“How was my performance?” “……”
“Babe?” “…. you know how to pole dance?”
“Yeah.” “For how long?”
“Five years.” “Oh…..”
Jooheon; The boys actually found a video of you pole dancing during your free time and this was something that could make Jooheon lose his mind. Visiting them was also a plus point since you could explain it to Jooheon. Pressing the play button, the video of you swinging your body around the pole and stuff was shown. Jooheon turns his head and gives you a shocked look and he’d be pretty speechless.
“Babe…. what is this?”
“A video of my usual routine..”
“No, what is this?”
“Me pole dancing?”
“Ever since 1st year of College?”
I.M; It was finally the time for you to reveal to Changkyun the skill that you’ve never told him. You invited the young child beloved boyfriend of yours to your apartment where all of the pictures of you pole dancing was displayed. You tried to explain it to him, telling him about this skill of yours and how long you’ve been doing this but not as a job. Changkyun would be pretty much speechless, trying to decipher every single information that came out from your mouth.
“I’ve been pole dancing for 3 years but it’s just my hobby.”
“Okay…. but…. okay…. how do you pole dance?”
“I pole dance using my limbs… practically my whole body.”
Hello <3 Firstly, I love your blog! And then: Omg, pole dancing Tony! I love this headcanon (partly because I also do pole dance :D I just started about a year ago, so I'm not very good yet...), amd omg, I would love you forever if you wrote a story about it :)
Hi and welcome, my fellow pole dancer! Hey, a year is already a long time and I’m sure you’ve already come very far! It gets easy to become so fixated on all the new moves you’re just learning or still can’t do, but remember when you first started and all you really did was walk around the pole? Even that felt so awkward! Or maybe that was just me xD
Anyways, there is more to come (eventually) since pole dancer!Tony is not something I can see losing interest in any time soon, but for now I’ll hope this little titbit will satisfy! It’s basically a ‘how it all started’ ficlet. Enjoy :)
It was all Rhodey’s fault. Well, and maybe sort of Tony’s, in a tiny, utterly negligible way, but that isn’t important. The point is, Tony’s lost a stupid bet and his best friend is an asshole, and that’s the only reason he’s even here, attending a first time pole dancing lesson. Really. It’s not like he’s been whining to Rhodey about wanting to try it for the past two years, absolutely not.
It’s weird because he’s very aware that in a class of eleven people, he’s the only guy–though their trainer, a tall woman with wild, black curls and a strict, no non-sense attitude has assured him that there are a couple of other men training at their studio, all in different classes–and it’s just odd.
Nobody is being rude though and Tony ruthlessly squashes the urge to fiddle with the hem of his top. He really needs to get a hold of himself. There’s no reason to be weird about this. Also, the fact that he’s about to learn how to pole dance.
And nope, that not excitement, that’s apprehension, thank you very much.
They start with a simple introduction, names, dance experiences, reasons for showing up here. Their trainer–Eve–explains some of the basics around pole dance, the studio and a couple of things for their own security. (Like, you know, don’t climb up that pole and do one of those upside down turns you’ve seen on TV without a mat, instructions or prior experience.) Then the actual lesson starts.
“Alright!” Eve calls out eventually, turning up the volume of the hi-fi equipment as she goes. “Everybody grab a yoga mat please!”
They start with a warm-up routine, a mixture of stretch and Kraft-exercises, that dearly reminds Tony how out-of-shape he really is–and it’s only been the first twenty minutes. Still, he builds an instant kinship with the strawberry blonde girl on the pole right next to his, who starts cursing softly under her breath after the third push-up, and they both exchange breathless grins over Eve’s sharp counting.
By the time they are told to put the mats away, Tony can’t deny that he’s genuinely looking forward to trying some real stuff out–and to the water that Eve regularly reminds them to drink.
And really, it’s a lot more fun than Tony expected. They don’t do anything really impressive, rationally he knows that. Which makes total sense because it becomes obvious immediately that none of them where lying–they all don’t have a clue what they’re doing. But that makes the moves Eve shows them all the more fun, the secure knowledge that you aren’t the only one who keeps stumbling and grips the pole with the wrong hand.
It’s mostly dance steps around the pole with little twirls at this point, as well as a crash course in climbing a pole the right way. It’s a lot harder than it sounds. You have to use not just your hands but also your underarms to keep a stable hold, and-
“Don’t forget to stretch your feet!” Eve reminds them for the up-tenth time. “Remember it looks much more elegant this way!”
The session ends with a few stretching exercises and a last round of Q&A–
“What clothes are the most practical?”
“How long does a lesson typically last?”
“Is it possible to have more than one lesson a week?”
–before Eve asks them to please sign up for the course if they are interested in continuing. Swallowing, Tony stares at the piece of paper being passed around, flashes of What will Rhodey say and Am I really doing this passing through his mind.
But when Strawberry-Blonde hands him a pen, Tony doesn’t even hesitate to sign his name, a little shakily perhaps, but readable all the same.
He’s had a fun time and he’s gonna give this a shot, damn everyone else’s opinions. And if the thought of telling Howard about his newest hobby brings a brilliant smile on Tony’s face, well. That’s nobody’s business but his own.
Please let me know if you liked this little dose of pole dancer!Tony, especially if you have any headcanons or ideas for future drabbles with this concept! And, as always, have a wonderful day! <3
Btw, @hazelestelle I’m gonna cash in on that eternal love you’ve promised me at some point *cackles manically* ;)
Namjoon: “So how long were you planning on keeping this a secret?”he asked as you got off the pole. “You didn’t like it?”you asked worried. “I’m so turned on right now you’re lucky that you even finished your routine,”he said biting his lip. You smiled slyly,”Oh really?”
Taehyung: “Jagiya how? What? How?”he asked amazed. You smiled at his expression. “Did you like it?”you asked. “How could I not. You were amazing,”he said going over to you nuzzling his head on your neck. You blushed looking down,”I’m glad you like it.”
Hoseok: “Jagiya,”he said biting his lip smiling. “I’m guessing you liked it,”you said laughing. “How long have you been doing this?”he asked. “Well I used to teach classes,”you said drying off your sweat. “Can you teach me,”he asked with a smirk placing his hand on your hips. You laughed,”This will be interesting.”
Jin: “So?”you asked smiling. “I’m so..,”he said grabbing his chair(just like in the gif). “Is this a good response or?”you asked confused. “We should head home come on,”he said grabbing you as you notice his boner. You smiled happily to yourself as you followed him.
Jungkook: “That was so… Wow,”he said going over to as you got off the pole. “I thought you would be embarrassed,”you said. “I don’t even know what to feel all I know is that was amazing. When did you learn how to pole dance?”he asked you. “5 years ago I also used to teach classes,”you said remembering.
Yoongi: Once you were finished you looked over to your boyfriend. He was staring at you seductively,”So can you also do this on my days off?” You laughed biting your lip,”Maybe.”
Jimin: “We have to go home as soon as possible,”he said practically dragging you out of the ballroom. “When were you going to tell me you knew how to pole dance let alone taught a class,”he said with wide eyes. “Do you think it’s a bad thing?”you asked. “Are you kidding me. I wish I was flexible as you I’d probably get stuck,”he said laughing. You rolled your eyes,”Well we can exercise.” “Let’s leave the pole dancing to you. It’s sexier that way,”he said winking at you.
How Yuuri learned to pole dance: He actually strips on the side to pay for his skating career. But how does Victor find out?
au where Yuuri doesn’t go to Hasetsu but starts stripping in Tokyo instead, I guess????
Viktor tossed back his drink and immediately gestured for another. The bartender eyed him, probably trying to figure out how much of a nuisance he was going to be. Apparently he checked out, because a few seconds later another vodka rocks was in his hand.
“Hey, hey, slow down,” Chris said, putting a hand over the rim of the glass. “The strippers here are hot even when you’re sober, trust me.”
Viktor glared at him until he eventually removed his hand. “Remind me why I’m here?” He felt tired down to the bone, far more than he usually did after a competition. It wasn’t even that Worlds had been difficult for him this year- he barely even remembered most of the competition, to be honest. But he’d been tired even before Worlds, before European Championships and Nationals and the entire season. The only time he hadn’t felt tired all year was- but no. He wasn’t going to keep dwelling on that night. He was just tired.
Chris put a dramatic hand over his heart. “The hot strippers aren’t enough for you?” he asked. “This place came highly recommended, I’ll have you know.” He gave Viktor a sidelong look. “Oh, come on, Viktor, you’ve been moping for months now,” he added, slinging his arm around Viktor’s shoulders. “If Yuuri wants to get in touch with you, he will. Tonight, we’re celebrating. Five time world champion, and the two time silver medalist, painting the town like the legends we are!”
Viktor sighed. He had zero desire to be here right now, but Chris was his best friend- his only friend, if he cared to think too deeply about it. If Chris wanted to party with a bunch of strippers in Tokyo, then Viktor would party with a bunch of strippers as well.
The lights dimmed slightly as the current performer left the stage to enthusiastic applause. Chris pulled at Viktor’s arm, looking like a kid in a candy story- though Viktor knew that as soon as anyone touched the pole, Chris would be watching with a practiced and critical eye. It was hard to turn off the competitive edge that made them the best figure skaters in the world.
Someone was announcing the next performer over the loudspeaker, unintelligible under the loud hoots that the crowd was generating, not to mention the fact that Viktor didn’t speak Japanese. Whoever was dancing next must be popular, though, judging from the surging of the crowd around the raised stage.
“Ah, I think this is the act this place is famous for,” Chris said in Viktor’s ear. He added something else that Viktor couldn’t hear under the noise of the crowd and the sudden boom of the music. He nodded absently. He was feeling pleasantly buzzed now, the vodka doing a good job dispelling the fog that had been swirling around his head lately, making him feel numb and floaty instead.
The stripper spun out from backstage like a top, his form absolutely perfect considering he was just wearing a waistcoat and a pair of too-tight slacks. He stopped right at center stage, facing away from the audience to show off his gloriously sculpted ass. Viktor swallowed. He saw a lot of great asses on a day to day basis- figure skaters had the best butts in the world, and you could quote him on that- but this one was definitely worth a second glance.
The stripper started dancing, slow and sensual without showing his face yet, all the focus still on his backside. The music was low and throbbing, with the dirtiest trumpet Viktor had ever heard in his life. The guy hadn’t even stripped yet, and already the crowd was half out of its mind.
And then the guy turned around, and Viktor’s heart stopped.
Stepping up to the pole like he belonged there. Popping the buttons on his waistcoat, one, two, three, and flipping upside down to hold himself on the pole by the sheer power of his thighs.
Yuuri Katsuki. Internationally ranked figure skater. Japan’s Ace. The guy who seduced Viktor at the Sochi banquet and then never called him again. Yuuri Katsuki, the guy who was currently grinding on the pole in midair.
“Well,” Chris said quietly, and yet somehow Viktor could still hear him under the noise in the club. “At least we know how he got to be so good at pole dancing.”
A scenario xanxus reborn tsuna have a tattoos nipple and tongue piercing and. Knows how to pole dance ( I love all my piercings;) and giving them a show sorry about my English
Xanxus “What the hell’s that doing in here?”
You looked up from your laptop, following his line of vision to the pole that you’d set up in the corner of the room just that day. A wide grin broke out on your face, and you jumped to your feet and walked over to it. You grabbed hold of it, one foot at the base as you leaned out. “This is for me.”
You had learned how to pole dance ages ago. It had been just a fun way to stay in shape, and you and your friends had gone to a class on a whim one day. It had been a few months since you’d had a pole to use though, and you’d really come to miss using it every morning.
“Would you like a show?”
Xanxus smirked, walking up to you and grabbing your chin. “Just for me? Why wouldn’t I?”
You batted his hand aside, pressing a hand to his chest and pushing him away. “No touching.”
“I can’t promise anything,” he said, taking a step back, “but fine. Go ahead.”
You began to go through some of your old routines, spinning and twirling on the pole. You didn’t pay any mind to the way your nightshirt flipped up, collecting around your waist. Xanxus found himself captivated by the way you moved, not able to take his eyes off you. His gaze gravitated to your arms and legs, watching as the muscles moved beneath your brightly colored skin. The way the patterns tattooed on your arms shifted with every spin was breathtaking.
He wasn’t able to keep himself from touching you. As soon as he came back to himself, finally broken from his hypnosis watching you dance, he took a large step forward. You were idle enough for a heartbeat he was able to grab a hold of your hips, and he quickly silenced your protest by kissing you. He shoved his tongue into your mouth, circling the cold metal of your tongue piercing.
“You better not be dancing like that for anyone else; that’s for my eyes only.”
Reborn You’d surprised him when he got home. You’d ordered a sexy outfit for this specific occasion, and he still hadn’t seen the new tattoo you’d gotten across your ribs last Tuesday. It had hurt more than most of your others, being right on your bones, but you were used to it by now. And besides, it was worth it.
His face didn’t change in the slightest when he walked in the door. His eyes traveled over your body, lingering on your exposed midsection before coming back to your face. “So what have you been up to today, _______,” he asked almost innocently, reaching down to take his shoes off.
You walked up to him, stopping right before him and grabbing onto his hand. “Noooothing,” you said, elongating the o. “Now come on.”
You dragged him away from the front door, pulling him through the house and to the side room. You pushed him down into the chair you’d set up right in front of your pole, grabbing hold of it and spinning around it a few times before stopping and smiling down at him as seductively as you could manage. “I know how hard that last mission was, so I decided to give you a little treat today. So sit back and enjoy.”
Reborn did just as you said, watching as you began your dance. His eyes followed your every movement, face shadowed beneath the hat he still wore so you couldn’t read his features. You didn’t know if he was enjoying it or not, but you had to just trust in yourself. He didn’t make any move to touch you, his hands folded neatly in his lap.
As you came to the end of your routine, breathing heavily, you looked at him for any reaction. Reborn slowly rose to his feet, taking the extra step up to you. Finally you caught sight of that little smile, and he cupped your face in his hand. “How long have you been working on that?”
“A week,” you admitted somewhat sheepishly.
“It was absolutely beautiful,” he purred, lips finding yours in a soft kiss.
Tsuna You were waiting for Tsuna to return home, lounging on the couch in your shared bedroom. You were playing with a hair band you had had around your wrist, twisting it around and around before letting it snap back into shape. You sighed, flinging the little thing across the room. You were about to get up and pace, anything to occupy your time, when you heard footsteps coming down the hall.
You rose quickly to your feet, facing the door with a large smile, hands behind your back so you could push your chest out. Tsuna was very quick to close that door, turning back to you with a smirk. “Well, well, well, _______. This is unexpected.”
His eyes devoured you, raking over your bare skin. Your chest and stomach were covered in ink, beautiful and colorful sceneries that made you look prettier than any painting. Your nipple rings glinted in the lamplight, and you pushed your chest out a little more when you noticed his eyes on them.
“Wanna show?” you asked bluntly.
“Sure. Let’s see you put all that practice into work.”
You practically pranced over to the pole you’d had set up, twirling once around it before pouting at him, saying, “No touching, though.”
You began your routine, which wasn’t particularly a routine at all. You kind of just spun and twirled, putting together all the moves you’d come to know and letting them all flow together naturally. You liked those more difficult ones, where you had to pull your entire body weight off the ground. It was definitely more straining on your already tired muscles, but they were much more beautiful looking. And more fun.
Tsuna wasn’t one for listening, though, and you could feel his hands brushing against your skin every chance he got. They were soft caresses, careful not to press or grab too hard and throw you off balance while you were hanging upside down or anything. But he was making it quite clear that he was losing his patience.
The next time you righted yourself, both feet solid on the ground, he grabbed your hips and pulled you close. “I think you need a bit more practice,” he teased.
The immediate reasons to be fucking oBSESSED are obvious but do you know what else really has me emotional about it?
Yuuri’s confidence. His carefree attitude. He’s totally taking the lead here! Like seeing this is WILD for me, especially knowing this happened BEFORE THE EVENTS of this series. I love this! I can’t get enough of this and I want more (hence my other post lol). LOOK AT HIM. And just take away the obvious perfection of this victuuri content and think about Yuuri as a character.
Yes, he’s drunk, but listen drinking doesn’t give you qualities and skills you weren’t already capable of. I’m p sure all of them were a little tipsy :p. All it does it lower your inhibitions and amplify certain aspects of you that already exist. Drunk Yuuri is still Yuuri. THIS IS REALLY YUURI. He didn’t just suddenly learn how to pole dance and break dance and do all these holds. And we’ve seen him pull of his eros sober. It was something all his own and it was so surprising at the time but now? Now it makes perfect sense in the best way.
I really feel like the Yuuri in these camera roll scenes is significantly real and seeing him so confident and in the spotlight is like WOW. My heart breaks a little because HE DOESN’T REMEMBER. Boy has to know and understand that he captured everyone’s heart that night. He’s a goddamn shooting star. As a character he’s a triumph, a masterpiece. He’s so multifaceted and honestly seeing his journey to this point in his career was already good enough.
But they didn’t stop there! They were like “Not only is Yuuri a badass now, he was ALWAYS A BADASS. Victor didn’t change him at all. This wasn’t what we thought it was going to be at first AT ALL. It seemed like Victor was spicing up Yuuri’s life and bringing out all these NEW sides of him. ALL LIES. Yuuri was the one spicing up Vitya’s life. EVERYONE’S lives even! Who knows what the atmosphere between all of them was like before this? Like honestly? I bet they were all being super stuffy and formal and not all that chummy like they are now and their closeness now is partially thanks to this cute boy. I love Yuuri so much like :’) Just….I just need a moment. *ahem*
OKAY but do y’all UNDERSTAND like he was upstaging CHRISTOPHE !!!
he was DANCE BATTLING YURIO. YURIO you guys. Since when has this kid been a socialite? Letting loose at parties?! WHAT? This is the power of our pork cutlet king
this was ALL before the main events in the series like…I’m dumbfounded right now.
Yuri was so timid and insecure in the first episode. And we just rolled with that. We thought this was about a blossoming skater trying to find his footing again. We thought it was about Victor helping him learn to be confident.
But nah. Yuuri had us fucking fooled. This man is a showstopper. This guy captivated the greatest skater on the scene, he completely stole the show. He just hit a rough spot, honestly.
Imagine if someone tried to tell us Yuuri Katsuki knew how to do pole! Or breakdance! Or would hold his idol Victor in a saucy tango pose?
We’d all be like HA! Okay~ :p
We thought Victor was going to be the seductive one.
Mann the production team must have been laughing at all of us this whole time. They were sitting on this from DAY ONE.
We got played in the best way. Honestly? Standing ovation. This is how it’s done. Other studios better step up because YOI raised the bar beyond our wildest dreams.
// In which Justin goes on the set of Y/N’s music video and gets more than he expected //
Prompts: Can u make one where y/n is a famous singer and she’s friends w jb and she films a video and hes there watching her and he gets hard
I have a request for an imagine where y/n wants to be in charge in bed for once and makes justin really frustrated and has beg to cum
*Contains Mature Content*
“So I’m here on the set of the music video for my new song, Pour It Up. I’m really excited to show y'all the video for a concept I’ve been thinking about for a while,” Y/N introduced her song for the behind the scenes video that was currently being filmed by her camera man. Even tired and stressed out while wearing sweatpants, Y/N managed to still look beautiful.
“So we have a lot of hard working people here to make my vision come true. This is my lovely director, Mr. Vincent Hancock who is so very talented. We also have a few exotic dancers who blow my mind, Candace, Secret, and Nicole. I bet y'all have never seen bitches twerk on water. Well, my bitches twerk on water,” she made a conceited face before stepping towards me.
“We also have a few extras here. Hey, what was your name again?” Y/N threw her arm over my shoulder and batted her eyes waiting for my answer.
“Hi, I’m Justin Bieber and I’m a big fan of yours. I actually make music too,” I beamed at my friend, introducing myself as if I didn’t have a Grammy sitting on the shelf above my fire place at home.
“Hm, never head of you. But, I hope that music career works out for you, buddy,” Y/N patted my shoulder twice with a smirk on her face before continuing on with her little tour of the set. The camera guy followed her every move as she explained what she hoped to achieve out of the video she worked so hard to conceptualized. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched her prance around the set while the crew finished filling up the platforms the dancers will be filming on. Although I knew about most of what was going on, Y/N insisted upon keeping her actions and outfits a secret from me. It made me anticipate the start of filming even more than I normally would have.
Y/N and have been friends for a while and over the years I have seen her go from an innocent children star role model to a more mature version of herself. She was going through the same phase that I went through of switching over from bubble gum pop to a racier type of music.
This was the filming of her third single from her fourth album. The previous music videos in this album left a noticeable pattern in her evolvement. The first song was called touch, the video consisted of a lot of dancing and cinematography of her in clad in semi revealing clothing. It was a bit more sexual than what her fans were used to but, everyone still loved it. The next song was a leap up from the next. Dangerous Woman broadcasted Y/N amazing vocals and allowed her to be a lot sexier as she lounged around in lingerie for the video. A few people commented about her ‘growing up too soon’ but, she still got her good responses and more recordable media attention. This new song and video on the other hand, was at whole other level.
Pour It Up officially broke Y/N’s reign from a child star to the newest sex icon on the hip hop scene. Instead of singing about parties and boys and being in love, those topics were replaced with strip clubs, drinking, and money. Y/N was no longer happy making music for pre teens when she was twenty one herself and was past that level of maturity. Y/N needed to make music that she liked and that she could relate to so, she had to take a stand. This song and the rest of her album made a complete 180 from the music she released last year and she was proud of it.
Throughout me and Y/N’s friendship, I never thought her as anything except a good friend. But now that she was going out and was venturing to take on the persona of who she is and who she wanted to be, my sight couldn’t help but open up. I used to think of her as just cute, definitely not anyone I would think who would be capable of anything vulgar. Now as I’ve seen her progress, I began to realize how utterly sexy she was. She filled out into a nice shape, her face became slimmer from the loss of baby fat, and she seemed much happier which, is the sexiest attribute of all.
I could tell Y/N was comfortable in her own skin and confident in herself and skills as she created and directed her own music video to the song that she wrote. I felt proud seeing her grow from someone so insecure in her abilities, to someone who is courageously herself and doesn’t take no for an answer. She had to argue with her label to even let her release the song let alone, produce the provocative music video she was about to direct.
Pretty soon, the dancers were called up to film their parts of the video. While eating cheese cubes from the staff table. I watched as the dancers sexily climbed up and did tricks on the poles. I was quite impressed watching them at the fact that they had enough stamina for all the things they were able to do suspended in the air and in water all while on beat with Y/N’s song.
“They’re good aren’t they?” Y/n asked a few minutes later with a big smile on her face at the success of finding such good pole dancers.
“Yes but, what are you doing over here Misses Director? Aren’t you suppose to be organizing the shots?” I raised an eyebrow at her.
“I got enough shots of the girls but, they’re going to keep filming while I get dressed, just in case we need more footage later,” she explained before stealing a baby carrot off my plate. Y/N’s makeup was done already so all she really had to do now, was take down her hair and change from her sweat pants into one of her outfits. I hummed in acknowledgement of her plan and before I realized it, her small but strong frame pulled me into a hug that I quickly returned.
“Thanks for coming to watch me. It means a lot, drew,” I smiled at her little nickname for me.
“Glad to be here,” I responded back before giving her a dorky high five that turned into a hang hug. Y/N’s beautiful laugh ranged out before she walked away to her dressing room with her big smile on her face. After she left, I talked with one of Y/N’s friends on set as we all awaited for Y/N to make her appearance in her first outfit.
Once I heard a large amount of loud hoots and howls ten minutes later, I turned towards the dressing room and my jaw dropped to the ground. In a fishnet body suit, a matching underwear set, Chanel belts, and thigh high black leather boots, Y/N looked like any man’s wet dream. I couldn’t stop staring at her as she got on the set of the room filled with dollar bills. I was mesmerized as I watched her sexily dance against the wall and throw the fake money around in her black and gold themed outfit.
“Work, Y/N!” the directer called. In response, she bit her lip as she got on her knees and threw the money that littered the floor. The sight of her on her knees had me envisioning all the things she was apple of doing in that position. I shook my head and turned to get more food before my imagination got the best of me. The next shot filmed was slightly more bearable as is was just her rolling around in a bed in a less sexy of an outfit. I made it through that scene with no problem but, it was the third one that threw me off my game again.
“Are you liking the video so far?” Y/N came up to me after changing into a white leotard with a matching hat and pair of heels. I tried my hardest to nod my head and keep my eyes locked on her face but, my eyes disobeyed my mind and roamed her body. Her brown skin was oiled to the heavens and her thick legs looked luxuriously long in the heels she wore. What really almost stopped my heart was the sight of her brown nipples pressing against the netting in the top of the one piece.
“I think your going to like this scene,” Y/N spoke softly while slightly poking up her chest higher.
“And why do you say that?” I met her eyes again. She battered her eyes again with a tempting smile on her face. These days, whenever Y/N and I hung out, it consisted mostly of flirty and suggestive conversations. Unfortunately, nothing has come out of our borderline raunchy conversations, yet. I wasn’t embarrassed for blatantly appreciating how good she looked. We both knew we wanted each other, the only thing we were waiting on was for one of to initiate it.
“Because…” she trailed off and pushed back some of the blonde hair that fell in my face before continuing on, “because I learned how to pole dance for this.” She winked before turning away and walking up to one of the producers. I watched as the string of tassels hit against her tight oiled up ass. I don’t know what game Y/N was playing at, but if me finally getting a taste of her is the prize, I was going to win.
I walked up to the stage where she would be stripping on. Everyone gathered behind the camera and watched as she walked around the pole. It was alluring watching her jump up and wrap her legs around the pole then grounded herself down to the water lined floor. As hard as I tried to calm myself down, I couldn’t help but get turned on as I watched Y/N hold onto the pole and bounce her ass.
“Do you know about what Y/N suggested to the director earlier?” Y/N’s friend from earlier asked me as we watched Y/N dance again the pole.
“No, what?” I asked even though, all my attention was on admiring how flexible Y/N was.
“I heard her say something about wanting you to sit on a chair and let her dance on you,” I choked at the guys words. “Boy you would’ve been so in there but, the director said that you’d be too much of a distraction. I’m low-key pressed because y'all would be so hot together,” the friend shrugged before turning back to the set.
“Yeah we would be,” I replied while taking a drink of my water. A moment after I spoke, Y/N’s eyes found mine. She send an alluring smile my direction before grasping the pole then bending over to shake her ass. As soon as she finishes this video, I’m going to fuck the shit out of her. I can’t believe it took all this time just for me to see how sultry she was.
After filming the song four times, while dancing on the pole, it took twenty minutes for her to wrap up her final scene on the throne. I watched half of it before slipping away with a hard on to wait for her in dressing room. I wasn’t going to stand in a room full of people thirsting after her when, I knew I was the one that was going to get her anyway. There was no doubt in my mind that I was going to get a taste of her. I fantasied about all that was going to come until the door opened.
“I thought you left,” she smirked once she noticed me lying across the couch. She looked me up and down in a conceited manner but, her eyes lingered on my bulging jeans.
“I’m not going anywhere until, I get what’s mine,” I stood up and cornered against the door. I looked her in the eyes before taking in her new appearance. She wore nothing but a jeweled bra and tiny pair of nonexistent shorts that served to show off her red panties. Just as I was about to kiss her, she turned her head away.
“And who said I was yours?” She bit at her plump red lip while placing her small caramel hand on my waist.
“You did because you’ve never convince me otherwise,” I replied, cockily.
“Wow, Bieber. You sure to talk a big talk. Your dick better be as big as you ego is,” her hand dragged down from my waist to my belt buckle.
“Well, let me prove it to you,” I whispered in her ear and rocked my bulge up into her hand. Y/N let out a genuine laugh before leaning up kissing me. After one tender kiss, Y/N tried to pull away but everything about her was so intoxicating that, I couldn’t let her get away that easy. I grabbed her hips and pulled them against mine as I deepened the kiss. My mind shut off as I focused wholly on the softness of Y/N’s lips and the way that her body rocked against mine as I tasted her mouth. My hands dragged up and down the sides of her body, not able to focus on just touching one thing.
When I bit her bottom lip with a tug, she let out a low mewl before jumping up and wrapping her legs around her my waist like she did the pole earlier. At that motion, I didn’t have the will power to stop from pressing her up against the wall with my hands groping at her exposed ass. Our lips didn’t cease to smack together in a heated embrace until I carried her to the couch and tossed her on it. I slowly took off my shirt for her as she awaited for me to join her on the couch.
Once I stripped myself from my shirt, I crawled up on the couch from the part of her legs to her lips. Her hand roughly grasped at the back of my neck and pulled my kiss swollen lips against hers again. I kissed at her mouth before trailing down the side of her neck and sucking and nipping at the exposed skin.
“I’ve waited so long for this day to come,” Y/N moaned out as I sucked on the skin that met the top of the bra. If I had known she wanted me, we wouldn’t have had to wait at all. I moaned against Y/N’s soft breast before licking my way down her torso and to the top of her ‘shorts’. I met her brown eyes when I unbuckled them with my teeth. She whined and arched back at the erotic sight while I pulled the tiny piece of fabric off of her.
At the official reveal her bright red panties, I moaned out at the sight of the growing wet spot that spread over her heat. She looked so good that I had to lean down and lick her over the panties. She let out a tiny puff of air when I tugged on them a little with my teeth before popping them back into place. All the playfulness she exerted at first, disappeared once the panties were gone and I was properly eating her out. She was so wet against my mouth and her pussy is the best I have ever tasted. I couldn’t control my lust as messily feasted on her. I only listened to the different pitches of her moans and noted how hard she tensed up in order to figure out how to perfectly work her open.
“So good,” she whimpered out while rocking against my face. I moaned against her aggressive actions and start thrusting my tongue inside of her. She quickly intertwined her fingers in my hair to get me to try to go even deeper into her throbbing walls. I kept up a rhythm of thrusting my tongue into her then, pulling out to lick over her clit all while she moaned loudly against her. It wasn’t until I had my tongue plunged as deep as I could go inside her with my thumb swiping quickly over her clit that she came in my mouth. Her legs tenses up around my head as she when through her high while I was still nibbling on her swollen clit. She let out one big spasm before removing her legs from around me and leaning me back on the couch.
I murmured her name when she pulled off my pants and mouthing at my hard dick that was still confined in my boxers. “Suck me off baby,” I told her.
“Don’t get it twisted, Drew. You don’t have any control over me. I’m going to do whatever I want and you’re going to lie there and take it,” Her eyes burned into mine as she pulled my cock out. I groaned at the fact that she was being so assertive. I would have never guess that innocent little Y/N would be the one girl to ever have the nerve to exert power over me. But. here I was laid out under her straddles legs, as she tugged at my cock that was getting harder with every pull.
“Feel good baby?” She asked with one hand fondling my hung balls and the other thumbing at my cock head. I frantically nodded my head yes as she squeezed her hand around me a bit harder. My eyes were closed with bliss but, flew open when I felt her tongue mop up the precum that started rolling down my dickhead. Y/N smiled shyly before taking me completely down her throat in one go.
“Fuck, Y/N” I uncontrollably thrusted up, trying to get deeper into her tight warm mouth. She moaned something on my dick before shoving my hips back down to the couch. My fists clenched as I watched Y/N take me down her throat. She bobbed on my dick a few more times before pulling off with a pop of her lips. I let out a frustrated groan as she slowly licked at my precum releasing slit.
“Y/N, please,” I begged once she leaned up again.
“Please what, Justin?” she asked while pulling at my erection a few times.
“Please do something,” I panted out before throwing my head back on the edge of the couch and wiping at my red face. I heard Y/N laugh above me and then suddenly, a new texture encased my dick.
I gasped and threw my hands from my face to watch Y/N ride me. I couldn’t comprehend all that I was feeling but, I knew that this moment was more life changing than the first time I even felt my dick in a pussy. I grunted and watched Y/N slowly raise up on my cock then, quickly sit back down on it before rocking in little figure eights.
“You feel so good around me,” I complimented as she took my dick like a pro. She hummed in acknowledgment before fucking down unto me faster. Eventually, she leaned down to kiss at my neck and she ground my dick in her pussy. “Y/N,” My dick was throbbing for her, begging that she would finish me off.
“You can’t cum yet baby boy. I’ve waited too long for this to just let you cum whenever you want,” she slowed down her hips and took me in deeper than I’ve ever been. I thrusted my hips up trying to make her ride me faster.
“I’m fucking you Justin, not the other way around,” she pushed my hips down for the second time tonight. She reached up and held my wrists together in a surprisingly strong hold as she bounced on me quickly. With my jaw clenched, the only thing I could do was moan out of my lip bitten mouth while she took me.
“Let me cum,” I begged. I have never asked to cum before but, just the thought of having a girl dominating me to the point that I had to beg, made my dick throb even harder. Y/N shook her head no but, continued to ride me fast. I didn’t know how much longer I could hold off my orgasm.
“Please, y/n?” I begged again.
“I want you to wait,” she said harshly. I watched as she leaned up, the jewels covering her chest glinted in the light as she reached down and rubbed at her pink clit. It took everything I had in me to hold back as Y/N rocked on me with an exquisite rhythm.
“Justin! I’m gonna- cum with me, baby,” she said quickly between her sharp intakes of breathe. I felt like I was suffocating as her pussy clenched around my dick like it was her lifeline. I broke free of her restraint and held her hips as I thrusted up three times before spilling my contents into her convulsing core.
“That was- that was wow,” my voice racked as I tried to describe my feelings a minute later. Y/N looked at me from the other end of the couch with a hazy grin on her face.
“I mean, I guess it was alright,” Y/n shrugged before looking at me and causing us to both laugh.
“You and I both know that that was the best fuck of our lives,” I propped myself up by throwing my hands to the back of my head.
“I wouldn’t say all that, now. Think of all the possibilities that can happen the next time we fuck,” she suggested.
“There’s dong to be a next time?” I questioned.
“How about Thursday night at my place? You can bring the hand cuffs,” She told me before getting up and putting her sweats back on.
Their Girlfriend Is A Professional Pole-Dancer: Monsta X
Anonymous said: Hiya! Could I please request a Monsta X (and maybe Twice if I can ask for multiple?) reaction to their girlfriend/significant other being a professional level pole dancer, or experiencing seeing them practice pole for the first time? Please and thank you and I hope you’re having a beautiful day full of your biases!
I hope you enjoy this, love! TWICE’s version is here!
Shownu: The fact that you could pole-dance just slipped into a casual conversation of yours as you two relaxed on the living room couch. He was asking you questions about your hobbies and while you answered, he noticed you sneak in the pole-dancing hobby. His face went blank, processing the new information, immediately worrying you. Suddenly, he grinned, interested in the hobby that you listed. To your shock, he asked about your routine and if he could see someday. Quickly after, he told you that you didn’t need to show him, but you let him see your routine the next day anyways, as his excitement was too cute. As you showed your moves in your personal studio, he would fanboy quietly in the corner, admiring all your intricate turns and difficult flips. He would be so proud and joyful that you knew how to dance such a hard routine and that you were his girlfriend. Be prepared for many compliments and bunny grins.
Wonho: You were watching a video of your routine to look at which moves you did correctly and incorrectly when he walked behind you. All he could see from your shoulder was someone spinning around elegantly on the pole, not recognizing that it was you. He leaned over the couch’s back, asking you what you were watching, causing you to throw your phone out of fear and shock. The reaction wasn’t expected, causing him to laugh as you grabbed your phone. Embarrassed, you told him that you were watching your routine, confessing your hobby of pole-dancing. This immediately caught his interest, asking if he could watch the video with you, where you refused. But, you let him go to the studio with you, since he seemed very intrigued by the hobby. So, he would cheer you on, grinning and laughing out of excitement as you spun with one leg and swayed. Watching you dance so easily made him so proud of you and would even try to learn how to pole-dance from you, realizing the difficulty and appreciating you even more.
Minhyuk: You actually didn’t tell him about your hobby, he had found out on his own. With a new routine under your belt, you have started to practice a lot. This caused him to wonder what was going on, as you were always exhausted during your movie nights and passing out before the beginning credits even ended. So, he asked one of your friends about what you were doing, worried that you were over-working yourself on something or there was drama he didn’t know of. When your friends informed him of your special hobby, he would immediately find out where your studio is, preparing to take you home. But, when he walked in and saw you twirling while upside down, all his thoughts vanished. Yes, he was told that you pole-dance, but he didn’t expect you to be excellent at it. Once you noticed that he was there, standing in the doorway with his jaw dropped, you asked if he was okay. He would be so proud of your ability and compliment you non-stop. Instead of normal date nights, your date nights will be pole-dancing.
Kihyun: You two had planned for a date night at your house, but you didn’t expect your routine to be taking longer than anticipated. So, when he arrived at your empty house, he was worried as to where you were. He called you, only for you to answer quickly, giving him no time to react as you told him the way to your studio before hanging up. Your frantic answer scared him so he raced to the address given. To his shock, it was a studio, but he rushed in anyways. When one of your friends guided him towards the room, he wondered why you were here. Once they left, he walked into the room and quickly stopped. There you were, professionally spinning on the pole, causing him to laugh out of shock, admiring the way you pole-dance. Watching you slide down the pole to get to him, he would love you more, as he’s proud that his girlfriend was you. He would love watching you do your routine on the daily and brag about you, but he would definitely appreciate the effort you put into it.
Hyungwon: You accidentally let the fact slip out as you both watched a movie, as the movie featured a pole-dancing scene. The way the actress was dancing angered you, as she wasn’t actually pole-dancing, so you started to complain. He found it funny at how you were making comments but would raise his eyebrows once you said that you could do it better. Finally, you realized what you just said and covered your mouth, but he would already ask you what you meant. Since you already stated it, you told him that you can pole-dance and frequently worked on routines at your own personal studio. But, he didn’t quite believe you, so he went to your studio out of nowhere, walking in while you were doing one of the daily dances. As you spun around the pole, making the routine look easy, he would stand in the doorway, a look of meme shock on his face. He was incredibly proud of you, but he also liked the view and was glad you knew how to do this stuff since he enjoyed watching it himself. When you finally noticed him, he would just raise his eyebrows before making comments, but ultimately telling you that he thinks your hobby is awesome.
Jooheon: He was laying on your lap, enjoying the TV show playing as you played on your phone. Randomly, you remembered the pole-dancing routine you have to do tomorrow for practice and watched a video to see what you have to work on. The sudden music caught his interest and caused him to look up at you, asking you what you were watching. Turning off the video, you told him of your pole-dancing hobby, immediately causing him to jump from your lap. He didn’t know you could do such a hard type of dance, so he was extremely excited about seeing you do it. But, you denied him from seeing the video, letting him come to the studio the next day. When you finally showed the routine to him, he would be cheering you on as you spun and flipped on the pole. With you being so talented, he would be proud of you and would think that you were incredibly awesome. He would love to watch you dance and cheer you on.
I.M: He was relaxing at your house, watching a new Tv series with you two cuddling. Suddenly, you received a call from one of your friends, being told to come to the studio. He watched you in confusion as you jumped from the couch, rushing to get ready. When he asked you what was going on, you told him that you had to go to your studio to help the routine. But, you didn’t want to end the date so fast, so you dragged him along. Even though you told him to wait in the hallway, since you didn’t want him to know your hobby just yet, he still sneaked into the room. As you showed your friend the routine, balancing on one leg wrapped around the pole and spinning upside down, he would stand in the doorway, enjoying the view. He didn’t know what to do, so he just watched until you noticed him. While you slid down, he would be thinking about how talented you are, or how much he is proud that he could have you as his girlfriend. But, he would tease you still at times, complimenting you at others. But, when you weren’t around, he would brag non-stop, just happy that you chose him instead of others. Maybe he would even try to learn how to pole-dance himself.
I hope you like this, loves! It’s so nice being able to write requests again. Have a great day!
I wrote this one-shot in response to my sister’s engagement and the way she handled some things while planning her wedding. It actually shows my point of view on marriage and wedding that has only been reinforced since my sister got engaged. Since literature is the best way to think about those things, I figured why not voice my opinion through my favorite characters?
“Ollie, I need to apologize.”
His best friend put his arms around his shoulders and pulled him close, so the smell of beer on Tommy’s breath met him right in the face. Oliver turned his eyes from the redheaded stripper to his slightly drunk friend. He quickly drank the rest of the beer in his glass and perked up his eyebrows.
Bro headcannons if Yachi actually has a pole dance pole/ring in her room (which gives her internal confidence), is hella pro at it, and the Karasuno boys + Kiyoko + finds out AND THEY'RE CURIOUS AND ASK HER ABOUT IT AND TRIES IT THEMSELVES ASDFGHJKL. If you can't really see Yachi being able to do this, then maybe a good female friend of the team. Idk why I see this in Yachi. Pls & thank you<3
OMG??? I CAN SOMEWHAT SEE THIS AND??? WHERE HAS THIS BEEN??? MY WHOLE LIFEE???E??E>?? Okay so, here you are!! Please enjoy these headcanons about the amazing baby birb! Thanks!!! -Admin 4AM
I’m also assuming you won’t want Ukai in this as it would be kind of weird for him to walk into her room and find out that whole scenario… If you do, please let me know! I just think it’s kind of weird, but then again I don’t let anyone in my room besides me and my pup and I kinda based it off of my personal preference.
She first got it when she was in her first year of middle school upon going to some sort of dance recital for her mother’s friend’s daughter as saw someone use a pole to dance
Immediately became infatuated with it and searched up a lot of videos just to see more amazing and fluid dances
She works up the courage and asks her mother to get one for her room, she even offers to compromise if her mother said no
She finally gets it and learns how to do it, she’s super strong because of the strength you need to keep yourself on the pole
Didn’t take classes because A) she’s too shy to be in a class with other people at the start of it. B) she just started doing it herself and that’s how she prefers it???? Like, slow down, girl. We know you’re a goddess but like
All that self teaching makes herself feel super accomplished and independent, she practices a lot and really loves the results!!!
No body knows where her muscles came from and she won’t tell
She also doesn’t know where her confidence comes from or goes whenever she steps away from the pole
Comes up with her own routines too!
Asahi: Kind of questions life. Also wants to try pole dancing to see if he will also have a slight boost in confidence. He asks the girl for some tips and is considering piCKING IT UP HIMSELF!!!! He’s a little awkward when it comes to asking but you can tell that he genuinely cares and wants to learn!
Daichi: Also a little awkward, but he’s kind of embarrassed because he feels like he’s almost invading privacy. He also sees it as a little weird for him to be asking about pole dancing since he always associated it with sexual things, but he’s really happy!
Kiyoko: She’s honestly the first one to find out. She actually envies Yachi about her skills and grace on the pole anD ASKS HER FOR LESSONS BECAUSE SHE WOULD LIKE TO BE ON PAR WITH YACHI’S PERFECTION!!! She found out while she was over to discuss some plans for the team and walked in on Yachi either setting up or putting the pole away. She doesn’t get it at first but some of the muscle already built up on her helps out just a tad.
Sugawara: Just so, so proud of Yachi for being so comfortable and confident with something in her life and just so pROUD!
Ennoshita: He doesn’t think too much of it and like Suga he actually supports Yachi’s decision to do this. As long as she’s happy and she feels great doing this!! He thinks it’s pretty interesting and a good workout so he even asks where she bought it so he can buy one too and try it out.
Kinoshita: Pretty neutral about the situation. She likes what she likes and if it makes her feel great, then that’s awesome! Yachi’s extremely grateful that he doesn’t overreact or exhaust her with questions like how some of the others did. He just lets all his questions get answered by the others.
Narita: In awe. Just. In. Awe. How does she have the strength to do all this? And the grace? The fluidity? HOW?!?! He doesn’t necessarily want to learn, but he’s so curious about all of this. He doesn’t even have the strength to hold onto the bar just to slide down for a couple of seconds! By that I mean stay suspended for a while, but Yachi can do that flag maneuver where her body is parallel to the floor!!!
Nishinoya: He treats the pole as such a toy upon first sight. It’s like those playgroud poles that kids like to slide down. He keeps a tight grip on the pole so his hands get red from the friction and it hurts but it’s so fun to just slide. He really wants to do all those fluid movements because he thinks it’ll make him look sexy, but he fails even with all that strength.
Tanaka: Honestly astounded??? Because how can someone so usually shy and flustered be so graceful and fluid and totally amazing??????!?!?
Hinata: He’s amazed that there’s a “fire pole” in Yachi’s room. He first noticed the stand when he walked into her room for a study session with Kageyama as Yachi’s mother was having a phone call in the living room. Instantly thinks that Yachi’s household is some sort of secret fire rescue organization.
Kageyama: He saw the pole stand along with Yachi and was actually the one who recognized that it’s not some sort of fireman’s pole inside of some girl’s room. He picked up the actual pole while Hinata was interrogating a flustered Yachi and thought it was some kind of murder weapon.
Tsukishima: He gets super embarrassed when finding out because, very much like Daichi, he finds pole dancing to be more sexual/sensual. He leaves the room red faced and slightly dazed when he sees Yachi performing a routine for some of the team members. He can’t even bring himself up to tease her about it.
Yamaguchi: Kind of cheeky and slightly teasing when he brings up Yachi’s talent. But he’s very admiring and there’s a sparkle in his eye when he talks about it! Interested in learning about Yachi’s course of learning how to pole dance and the motivation for it.
“girl groups don’t have any variety in concepts”. Which is bullshit. The biggest problem is that people are reducing girls into being cute or sexy, when in reality they almost never are just doing a cute or sexy concept. people choose to reduce them as one or the other. Like Afterschool for first love learned how to pole dance. People are completely disregarding the fact that pole dancing is a fucking art that takes a hell of a lot of strength and practice to execute, but for people, they view pole dancing and twerking as the same thing. just “sexy”. After school’s concept was pole dancing, they looked sexy. Or AoA, people see like a cat and say “well they’re doing a sexy concept”. And they completely overlook the whole fucking spy plot in the MV, they were secret agents!!!!Their concept was cat burglar/ secret agent, they looked sexy. OR how Gfriend is just “cute” concept, when their trilogy was a story about growing up and high school friendship.their concept was high school friendships, they looked cute like it’s so frustrating yes, these girls are cute, they are sexy, but they aren’t just cute or sexy. That’s rarely ever the case. there’s a difference between how they look, and their concepts and i wish people could make that distinction for girl groups.