tour en l'air

anonymous asked:

Émotionellement, c'est un de tes chapitres les plus réussis. Bravo, comme toujours, et merci pour ta régularité !

Merci Nonny ! <3

The Challenge

There were no sounds of battle to greet Pearl after the warp stream deposited her at the Sky Arena. Echoes rolled off the walls, the indistinct murmurings of a crowd. Rose’s voice spoke, clear above the rest, projecting strength and command all the more compelling for its caritas. Pearl’s feet had barely settled on the crystal pad before she was already moving, past the seal of the Four Paragons and darting up the stone stairway in quick, scurrying steps. 

She wasn’t too late. There was still time.

The stands were densely packed. Gems of every conceivable cut and hue had all quieted the moment Rose Quartz had opened her mouth to speak. 

Pearl saw her back from the top of the coliseum, her hair immense and vibrant like a cultivated field of pink curls. 

“I didn’t come to fight, Heliotrope,” Rose implored. “There’s already been enough pointless skirmishes. I came to talk with you and the gems gathered here so we can all keep this situation from spiraling out of control.”

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anonymous asked:

Do you know any dancer derek fics? I'm dying to read one!

Oh, man, these fics sound totally cute and awesome. There’s a lot of Dancer!Stiles in this too, which is doubly awesome.

When You’re Broken Open by Eupraxia (aka starfireone3)

(1,961 I General I Complete I Ballet)

He dances on the charred earth behind his house when no one can see him, jetés, assemblés, and brisés along with pirouettes, fouettés, and tours en l'air.

Keys and Christmas Lights by Kru

(5,343 I Mature I Complete I Holiday Fic)

Stiles’ fingers clenched in Derek’s hair, holding him with desperation as he stormed his lips. Derek reacted with a shameless murmur of appreciation, letting Stiles to slowly take control over his body. He felt this long fingers slipping out of his hair, stroking his skin with the same rhythm as Stiles’ biting into his lips. They ran gently through his shoulder, causing an involuntary shiver when finally slipped between Derek’s thighs, drawing him even closer to Stiles’ hot body.
“I knew…” Stiles said between one kiss and the other, “I knew you don’t like candles,” he whispered in a hurry. Stopping for a moment, he added with a warm huff, “So I used Christmas lights instead.”

Dance Inside by tryslora

(5,453 I Teen I Complete I Ballet)

Dance has music. It has music similar to what Paige played, and maybe, just maybe, it can lift the darkness from around his heart and give him back the soul that her death took away.


The one where Derek dances in NYC and when life in Beacon Hills calms down, maybe he can dance then, too.

Pull Me Down by CiaraWrites

(20,694 I Mature I Complete)

Lydia preens, giving him an indulgent smile. “I’ve found you the perfect dance partner.”

Stiles brightens, standing up a little straighter. Trying to find a dance partner for the upcoming year’s round of competitions has been an exhausting, unrewarding process so far. “Who is it?”

“Derek Hale,” Lydia beams.

Stiles’ face immediately falls and he sighs. “No.”


Stiles and Derek are both looking for a way to make themselves stand out from the crowd in their last competition before they graduate. Dancing with each other might be just the way to do it.

Twinkle Toes by Prince_Po

(27,483 I Mature I Complete I College AU, Ballet)

In which Stiles gets accepted into his dream school, the New York School of American Ballet, where he intends to study dance, primarily ballet, and child education and Derek is the primo ballerino, prodigal dance son, that has been idolized by Stiles since he made his mark in the dance world. Derek ends up needing to fill in as one of the dance teachers and Stiles’ lucky freshman class ends up having him, but his weak ankles can’t stand the force of Derek (who, funnily enough, gives him weak knees) and it ends up being less than an ideal situation where he needs extra, one on one sessions with the man. And no one seems to understand how hard it is to hide a boner in a tard (that’s short for leotard, which Stiles’ father still can’t understand).

Hale Academy [White Houses] by Handsofred

(31,445 I General I Complete I College AU I This fic is locked for anyone not logged onto an Ao3 account.)

“um…I, do I have a limit here?’’ He asked suddenly, concerned that he had spoken too much.

‘’Of course not, continue Mr. Stilinski’’ The older women told him.

‘’Okay, right where was I…oh yeah’’ Stiles breathed with a laugh, ‘’for every dance lesson after that my mom came with me, she practiced with me whenever she felt well enough, you could say that we grew together, my mom relived her dancing days through me as she stopped when she found out that she was pregnant with me’’ Stiles told them. ‘’On the days where she felt too sick to move off the couch, we would sit together and she would tell me stories about being here at this school, she told me which teachers were her favorite, her favorite places to practice and what rooms was the best for certain types of songs. But to say, I deserve to have a place in this school because dancing is my life, I’m nineteen years old and honestly, I only started dancing again a year ago thanks to a old letter I came across, it reminded me of everything I felt when I danced, the joy it brought along with the smiles’’ He smiled, ‘’but I can’t see myself doing anything else. Dancing is me…it’s in my blood’’

We Move to the Same Rhythm by samann98

(54,263 I Explicit I Complete I High School AU)

Derek is the cocky captain of the basketball team with a not-so-secret love of dance and Stiles is the leader of the school’s struggling dance team. With Stiles’ dance team, Spin Cycle, on the verge of being disbanded, Lydia suggests they bring in some new members. Stiles agrees, until she suggests Derek Hale.

Last Sunshine by clawstoagunfight

(80,810 I Explicit I Complete I Warning: Rape/Noncon, Abuse, PTSD, Suicide Attempt, Alcoholism)

“Scott, you are aware that it’s weird for you to take almost your entire group of friends to go see your stripper boyfriend strip, right?”


The one in which almost everyone dances, some just more professionally than others.



Originally posted by cozywithposeyy

Viktor was losing himself in the music and for once he let go without thinking about his past injuries. He closed his eyes and didn’t care for anything except the enjoyment. He did a double tour en l'air and felt relieved once he landed and his knee didn’t hurt. He looked up and noticed someone in the doorway. “I am sorry,“ he jogged over to the radio to turn the music off, “Can I help you?“ he smiled.