work that dance floor

“she hated him!" 

sirius remembers a first year boy, starry eyed, breathless, gazing wonderingly at a grinning girl who looks delighted with the professor’s praise. he sees a black head bent studiously over his notes, hearts and initials and dreams scrawled over the edges of every page. he recalls a fifth year boy, pompous and desperate for scraps of attention, cut down sharply by a stormy green-eyed girl, stamping back to the dormitory and collapsing in tears. he sees a tired prefect with red-rimmed eyes apologizing to his softened counterpart, pushing his heart aside to become a worthy friend first. he remembers a frantic seventh year practicing his speech over and over and over– “what if she says no, what if she turns me down, why would she ever date me, why did i think this would work–” sirius remembers a glowing couple breathlessly twirling around the dance floor, wedding guests watching raptly on as fiery red bends towards tousled black. he sees a radiant couple looking incredulously at their first-born, a reflection of their sums, a promise and a melding of hearts, as they look to one another and smile: brilliantly, inexpressibly, achingly in love. 

“…nah, she didn’t.

Shape Of You

Originally posted by ackmichele

Word Count: 1641

A/M: Of course inspired by Ed Sheeran’s Shape of You, I feel like a story based off it was a long time coming for me. Mentions of some sexy time but not exactly R rated. I also just spent a good 10 minutes staring at different gifs of Harry, what a hard job that was😉 Hope you like it! Tell me if you do Xx


You came to the bar with a couple of friends, celebrating a friend’s birthday. The plan was to take back a few drinks, go back to your friend’s place, and just have fun for the night. With everyone having busy lives, it was time to let loose. 

However, this bar wasn’t exactly your scene, but for your friend’s sake you tried to get comfortable, and with the liquid courage flowing through your system you were able to do so. 

You took to the little dance floor of the place and danced with your friends, and sang along loudly to the music. Other people at the bar had joined in, dancing with their friends, or dancing with yours. You eventually noticed that the whole place was up and dancing, except for one guy who was sat on a stool at the bar alone. 

With the shots from earlier still in your system, you felt yourself walk over, taking the empty stool next to him. 

At your presence the guy looked up for the first time away from his glass. He was young, and looked puzzled to see you there. However you just smiled, he was cute. 

“What are you doing here all alone?” You asked. 

“I’m sorry. Do I know you?" 

"Probably not. I’m [Y/N].” You smiled, and you felt relieved to see him smile back. 

“I’m Harry." 

"Well tell me Harry. Why are you sitting here all alone?" 

He looked you up and down and began to chuckle at your question. But ​in your very tipsy state you didn’t think too much of it. 

You waved at the bartender and she gave an acknowledging nod, "A shot for me and my friend Harry here.” You asked.

“Oh you don’t have to do that." 

"Nonsense, it’s one on me. Like not physically on me. Not those kinds, but it’s on my tab. It’s time for you, Mr. Grumpy, to get out on the dance floor and dance." 

He continued to chuckle and you felt relieved to hear it. 

The bartender poured out two vodka shots  and slid them to you both, and walked away to tend to someone else.

"Come on Harry. Either you can come have fun on the dance floor, or you can sit and sulk by yourself for the rest of the night. Your choice, I won’t force you.” You assured, holding your glass awaiting hopefully for him to clink the two together. 

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kang daniel | prince au! part 3

Originally posted by godkangdaniel

member: kang daniel
genre: fluffy
summary: prince au! it’s the ball and you’re in for one hell of a night to the  engagements to defying the king and queen and meeting the crazy bunch of wanna one princes but at the end of the night let’s hope you’re engaged to daniel the love of your life and the prince
requested: yes (kinda lol) if anyone wants to request seongwoo’s back story as a prologue y’all can even tho my requests are close
part 1 | part 2 | part 3 (final)

  • *night of the ball*
  • you and your best friend were at the palace with the guys 
  • daniel and seongwoo let you know 
  • all four of you will enter together with a special entrance 
  • and the guys will end up proposing during the night
  • and that they have a plan to make sure no one objects the proposals and that they won’t tell you two just to trust them
  • which you both reluctantly did
  • it was weird knowing that your boyfriend was going to propose but eh you didn’t really care
  • you loved him and he loved you and that was the most important thing 
  • 3 hours before the entrance 
  • all four of you were watching tv but you both decided to get ready
  • the guys complained
  • “whyyyyyy do you need to go early keep on cuddling with meeee” daniel whined cutely
  • “stayyyyy come onnnn” seongwoo added
  • “nuh uh we need to go and get ready” you quipped back
  • “such girls” seongwoo muttered under your breath
  • making your best friend hitting him in the head and him groaning ow
  • you both laugh and head to the guest rooms you both were assigned to 
  • you individually shower
  • then get ready together
  • but first you just lip sync to songs and hilariously dance around
  • POP THAT BOOTAY lol kms
  • then you do each others hair and makeup
  • and then having a mini freak out sesh that you guys are actually gonna get engaged tonight 
  • you finally put on your heels and get ready to go out with like a minute to spare
  • you walk out first and walk down a staircase which stops where the guys are waiting
  • you walk down with the most poise and grace you can muster
  • which you learnt from all those bloody princess lessons
  • which were the most boring things in the world
  • daniel sees you and all he wanted to do was kiss you right there and then 
  • and more than that
  • you looked so beautiful 
  • but to him the beaming smile you wore on your face was the thing he loved the most
  • you reach him and he swiftly kisses you on the lips and says
  • “you look beautiful, my future wife”
  • he then blushes so hard and cringes at what he said
  • and seongwoo just slaps him self in the head and just groans muttering about how daniel was so whipped for you
  • you laugh softly enjoying how adorable he looked and was
  • “you look handsome too, future husband” you say cutely
  • he smiles at you lovingly making you feel all warm
  • your best friend then comes down the stairs and seongwoo has nearly the same reaction to her as daniel did to you
  • which daniel of course teased seongwoo for
  • you guys all get ready to enter to the ballroom
  • they announce the crown princes and their dates
  • the doors swing open and you four walk gracefully on to the small platform which split into two staircases
  • you see the king and queen looking very confused and a bit pissed the fact you’re not on seongwoo’s arm
  • seongwoo just smirks at them
  • he loves his parents but forcing him into an arranged marriage made him sour af
  • you look at your parents they both look a bit confused
  • you smile to yourself amused as you reach the ballroom 
  • luckily this wasn’t a sit down dinner because if it was that would lead to a lot of awkward questions
  • you and daniel have to be the first to dance in the ballroom 
  • being tradition and all
  • literally all you could think of is “DON’T TRIP” and “shit daniel looks soooo good”
  • as you start dancing both of you relax and actually enjoy it
  • everyone could literally see the love radiating off you two
  • the shy smiles, raising of eyebrows, small chuckles, and whispers
  • which they thought were compliments or sweet nothings
  • but no you guys were talking about whether mac n cheese is better with or without bacon
  • but
  • you two couldn’t take your eyes off each other
  • then daniel suddenly blurts out
  • “are you 100% sure you want to get married? because if you don’t want to i’ll call off everything and deal with the consequences alone. i want you to be happy and if that’s not with me i’m fine with that i just want to see you happy okay?” he says worriedly
  • you smile lovingly and you shake your head softly then reassuringly say 
  • “daniel listen to me, i love you so much and i do not want to marry you anyone else but you. i want to build a family with you, see OUR children grow up, make memories with you, be the most in love and best king and queen this kingdom has ever seen and grow old together. okay? i want to do that with you”
  • by the time you end your little speech your noses are touching and daniel just looks at you with pure love and adoration 
  • and his instincts just kick in 
  • daniel after hearing that literally couldn’t help but stop dancing which makes you and everyone included super confused
  • daniel raises his hand cueing the music to stop which it does instantly
  • cause he’s the bloody prince
  • seongwoo knows what happening and quickly grabs your best friend’s hand and heads to the entrance you went through to put daniel and seongwoo’s plan into action making your best friend super confused 
  • daniel checks to make sure seongwoo and y/b/f/n is at the small balcony in front of the entrance 
  • then he kneels down making everyone gasp
  • and even you knowing he was going to propose
  • literally feels like a million of butterflies of excitement and love fluttering everywhere
  • and you squeak as he starts speaking
  • “y/n gosh where do i start, you are absolute and utter perfection to me, gosh every time i look at you i smile and every single day i love you more and more if that’s even possible, you are my equal in every way possible and with you by my side i feel like i can do anything. i want you to be my queen literally and figuratively so y/n, i kang daniel, the crown prince is asking”
  • by this point you had happy tears streaming down your face and you genuinely never felt so happy in your life
  • lol emotional but me tho gosh i’d be so emotional i cry 24/7
  • but he finishes by saying sweetly
  • “y/l/n y/n, will you be my wife?”
  • you try to wipe your tears away and you try to nod multiple times
  • after you try to find your voice after croaking a bit you say in a shaky voice
  • “yes, yes, yes gosh kang daniel i love you so much and i will for eternity”
  • he laughs softly at you and he can’t help but feel like he was on the top of the world
  • he slides up the gorgeous ring up your finger and you’re smiling brightly while trying to dab your cheeks getting rid of the water
  • as he finishes putting the ring on you
  • he kisses you passionately 
  • and you of course returned it 
  • it was sweet and amazing 
  • the best kiss for both of you
  • you part quickly grinning ear to ear 
  • everyone is cheering including both of your parents 
  • but before everyone can surround you 
  • daniel says extremely loudly
  • “my wife to be”*cue his adorable grinning*”was originally betrothed to my brother seongwoo but since that contract is void, he has a chance to marry whoever he wants, so seongwoo everyone”
  • he then gestures to the balcony 
  • and just as everyone’s attention turns there
  • seongwoo also kneels down making all the women and girls squeal
  • but the king and queen also look happy so you were secretly relieved
  • he starts just as your best friend also starts to tear up
  • seongwoo makes his proposal short and sweet 
  • “y/b/f/n, i have loved you for years and you have always been the only one for me and you always will be, so will you do the honour of being my lovely wife forever and always?”
  • your best friend of course says yes but she only shed a few tears unlike you who basically sobbed 
  • they walk back down with grins on their faces and everyone cheering and clapping
  • as they reach the bottom of the staircase you hug your best friend
  • and daniel and seongwoo bro hug each other while smirking hella proud theif plan actually somewhat worked 
  • you guys end up taking the dance floor again
  • and you dance your hearts out
  • then after a few dances you talk to your parents
  • surprisingly everyone’s chill
  • and the kind and queen approve of your best friend and is also super happy with you just like they were before
  • your mum and dad are over the moon the fact your marrying the crown prince but also you’re happy
  • after talking to your parents 
  • seongwoo and your best friend escape to the gardens to do god knows what
  • daniel whispers into your ear “let me introduce you to some friends”
  • he leads you to a rowdy group of guys 
  • “y/n this is the single group of guys of our group, the other guys are good-looking enough to get dates” daniel cheekily introduces his group of friends
  • a guy with brightest smile ever says with a fake frowning expression
  • everyone laughs and daniel introduces you to the 5 guys 
  • hwang minhyun, yoon jisung, kim jaehwan, ha sungwoon, park woojin
  • lol all the oldies hehehehehe well not woojin eh whatever
  • you notice all of them are hella good-looking and literally all the women in the room are staring at them
  • you introduce yourself and they all say
  • “we know, daniel talks about you so much on the group chat”
  • which then daniel adorably blushes at and tries to change the subject quickly 
  • “how come none of you have dates??”
  • “uh so well we agreed to all go solo except daniel and seongwoo of course but like daehwi and jinyoung are dancing with each other”
  • sungwoon says and points to two extremely cute looking guys dancing with each other, one shamelessly daehwi obvi lol and one looking super embarrassed but also really happy
  • you giggle at the sight of them
  • minhyun continues by saying
  • “and guanlin who came all the way from another kingdom is literally surrounded by girls. being the crown prince over there and his kingdom has sooooo much money it’s ridiculous” 
  • “but he really isn’t handling the attention well” jaehwan said while smirking and gesturing at who you assume was guanlin
  • in an all black suit looking very mysterious but weirdly naive
  • and literally being FOLLOWED by girls
  • who were offering him food, giving numbers and just shoving their boobs in his face
  • and him just stuttering the whole time and looking so panicked
  • ‘sungwoon help him” you say taking pitying on the poor guy
  • “whyyy meeeeee” he groans
  • “cause i told you to” you reply sassily
  • “you’ve barely met me and you’re already acting my sister” he complained 
  • which you just glared back at him 
  • he groans and heads towards the direction of guanlin making you smirk
  • woojin then says “and of course jihoon is surrounded by girls like he always is” while pointing at one of the guys who is surrounded by females of all ages
  • you laugh at him doing aegyo because of a little girl cried because he didn’t do it for her
  • which of course made him frantically doing all sorts of aegyo 
  • after a while the whole group including seongwoo and your best friend end up hanging out all together
  • and the hours of the ball go so fast with all the guys keeping you company
  • you all became so close
  • they’re all really like brothers to you 
  • the ball ends at 4am with everyone bidding goodbyes and getting in their limousines, carriages, sports cars, and of course guanlin goes in style with a helicopter
  • which all the guys complained about 
  • “he’s the maknae and he gets the helicopter. what does that say about me?” jisung complained
  • “hes too lucky and tall” added sungwoon bitterly
  • everyone just chuckled at the two eldest hyungs 
  • after everyone leaves 
  • you head to daniel’s room after bidding seongwoo and your best friend, your parents and the king and queen goodnight
  • as you were getting ready to shower daniel cheekily says
  • “can i join you?”
  • “YAH KANG DANIEL!!!” you shout scandalised 
  • “what we’re engaged??” he replies pretending to be clueless
  • “b-but” he cheekily says
  • “no buts and no cuddling tonight” you end with a harrumph
  • daniel face just falls imagining not cuddling with you 
  • making you want to comfort him instantly but instead you harrumphed and headed towards the bathroom 
  • you were going to enter the bathroom but you squeal as you feel two muscular arms wrapping around your waist
  • daniel huskily whispers into your ear
  • “i’m not gonna let you ever get out of my arms if you don’t promise cuddles tonight”
  • your heart flutters and you smile at his actions but you face him and you reply
  • “nope no cuddles” you say in a firm voice trying not to laugh
  • then he showers with you small pecks making you giggle while saying stop stop
  • “only if you give me cuddles”
  • after a bit more of that and you try to stop laughing to say
  • “fine fine cuddles tonight just stoppppp”
  • “YAY!!” he cheers
  • while you giggle at his cuteness but before you can enter the bathroom again
  • daniel gives you a sweet kiss making you both smile
  • you quickly shower and change into your pjs
  • as you walk out of the bathroom your breath hitches
  • in just black basketball shorts
  • daniel is sprawled on the bed
  • shirtless
  • your heart flutter but you also chuckle remembering seeing him shirtless the first time eating gummy bears
  • and now here you are engaged and you’re going to be sharing your whole entire life together
  • for some weird reason the idea doesn’t even scare you it makes you feel all happy
  • because you know you really can get through anything with daniel by your side
  • you run up to the bed and leap on it and land right next to daniel
  • he wakes up suddenly and he looks you in a half shocked half sleepy expression 
  • you can’t help but chuckle at his adorable expression
  • he groans and puts the blanket over you two
  • he puts his arm around you and you snuggle into the crook of his neck
  • you put your arm around his bare torso 
  • your touch making him shiver a little making you smirk
  • you feel so loved and cared for in his arms
  • and literally everything feels so right
  • but it’s also like 4:30am and you’re hella exhausted so you go to sleep in no time
  • daniel is about to pass out too but before he can 
  • he can’t help but smile at you and kiss your forehead 
  • and whisper something before he goes asleep 
  • he will whisper it every single night to you and every single night he’ll mean it more and more 
  • “i love you y/n, i always will”

AHHHHH I ACTUALLY FINISHED THIS SERIES I HOPE YALL LIKE IT i seriously can’t believe i got 450 notes on my first part LIKE WHATTT???!!!! but thank you sooo much for all the love support and patience for this series I HOPE THIS WAS A GOOD ENDING please let me know if you liked it it would be so very much appreciated I LOVE EVERYONE WHO HAS SUPPORTED AND READ THIS SERIES

All My Friends Are Wasted

Warnings: fluff, drinking 

A/N: this is my first Peter Quill imagine so be nice 

 You have had a week, let me tell you. All you wanted to do was go to your local bar and just have fun with your friends, and that’s what you planned to do. You got some friends together and put you went. You started drinking, but you were never much of one. You could have just as much fun without it. But you still found yourself a few beers in. Your friends, on the other hand, were completely wasted. You sighed watching your drunken work friends and left them to go to the dance floor, bottle in hand. You were walking with your hands up, already beginning to dance. Nothing sexual, just grooving. You were having a ball all by yourself. 

Your friends eventually came out and danced (if that’s what you want to call it) with you. Suddenly, something red catches your eye. You glance up to see a very nice looking man in a red leather jacket. You smile at him as your eyes connect and he smiles back. He begins to dance with your group, but then you somehow become more you and him, rather than him, you, and everyone else. His dance moves were ridiculous and had you bent over laughing. One minute he is rocking an air guitar solo and the next he’s humping the air. Then, he will grab your hands and spin you around. You couldn’t stop your smile with this one. “So, where’s your friends?” He asked. 

“I don’t know. All my friends are wasted.” I say with a shrug. 

He laughs. “You aren’t?” 

“No sir.” I say. 

“Well, I’ll get you there.” He said with a wink. 

You laugh and say, “I’m Y/N, by the way.” 

“I’m Peter.” He said. “But you can call me Star Lord, if you want.” 

You chuckle, but then realize he was completely serious. You immediately try to hide your smile as he groaned. “Okay,” you said. “Star Lord.” But you bust into laughter, leaning into his shoulder. He just sits there nodding like he should have known this was the response he would get. And he should have. “I’m sorry,” you finally say trying to stop your laughter. 

“You look it,” he says. 

“No, really, I like the name.” You say, somehow holding in your smile. 

“You do?” He says, not believing a word. 

You nod and say, “It fits you.” He rolls his eyes and then grabs your hand and turns you around. When you complete the turn he stops you by grabbing your waist. You lock eyes and you continue dancing. 

Your bottle was now empty, but you were still waving it around. Suddenly Peter leaned down and asked, “Can I get you another drink?” Without ever stopping dancing, you nod. He smiles and leaves to go retrieve a drink. You continue to dance until he brings you back another beer. You each pop the tops. He holds his drink up to you. “Cheers?” He says. 

“To what?” You reply. 

He thinks for a minute. “To new friends.” He states, holding his bottle up higher.  

“To new friends.” You smile and clink your bottles. 

Thirty minutes later, you and Peter were really feeling the buzz and a song came on that you each loved. “All my friends are wasted… and I hate this club. Man, I drink too much!” You each yelled as you danced around each other. “Another Friday night I’ve wasted… my eyes are black and red. I’m crawling back to your bed.” The two of you almost toppled over and Peter grabbed you and stopped it. You turn to look at him and just fall into laughter. He follows suit and the two of you are just laughing over nothing. 

You stop laughing and you just look at each other for a moment. “Y/N…” he started. 

“Star Lord…” you say with a mocking smile. 

He smirks at you. “Wanna crawl back to my bed?” 

You raise your eyebrows. “Oh? What kinda girl do you take me for, Star Lord?” 

“The kind that likes to cuddle.” He said. 

You just laugh and smack his arm and start walking away, but he doesn’t follow. You turn back and raise your arms. “You coming?” You ask. 

Peter, looking like he had forgot he asked, said, “Oh!” And ran to catch up with you. “I really didn’t think you would say yes.” 

“You come off so cocky though,” you say with a smirk. 

“All fake.” He said. “Completely and utterly fake.” 

You just laugh at him and say, “So, where are we headed, Star Lord?” He smiled at the name and pointed. You turn to look and see a… ship? “You have a ship?” You asked, excited. 

“Wanna see?” He asked. 

“Um, yes!” You said, clearly excited. You grab his hand and run up to the ship, pulling him along with you. He shows you all around the ship as you look in awe. It was so nice and it was all his. You come into the cockpit and sit down in one of the chairs, propping your feet up. 

He leans against a chair and looks down at you. “You hungry?” 

“Starved.” You reply. 

He makes peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and you just sit in the cockpit talking for hours. He tells you about his mom. You tell him everything that’s ever happened to you. He tells you about the guardians and their adventures. He tells you all his favorite songs and lets you listen to the Awesome Mixes. There was tons of laughing and knee touching throughout the night. 

Before you know it, it’s 3 am. You look up from your watch at Peter. “You got somewhere to go?” He asks. 

“Not necessarily, but it is getting late.” You stand up and he grabs your arm. 

“You can stay if you want. No one else is staying on the ship tonight.” You think for a moment before nodding. “Are you tired?” He asked. 

“Kind of.” 

He stands up and grabs your hand. “Come on.” 

You pull him back with a smile and say, “Wait.” He turns back with his eyebrows raised, but you face him the other way. He was confused, but stayed put. You back up a little and then jump onto his back. He makes a noise and you say, “Hey! I’m not that heavy.” 

“Are you sure?” He joked and you just smiled and hit his chest before you nuzzled into his neck. 

When you get to his room, he backs up to the bed and falls backwards. You grunt with his weight on top of you. “Peter!” You yell. 

“That’s not my name.” He said. 

“Oh my gosh, Star Lord! Get up!” You say, pushing him up. 

He laughs as he walks to the dresser. He grabs a gray t-shirt and throws it at you without ever looking over at you. Soon enough a pair of boxers were thrown as well. “The bathroom is right there for you to change,” he says pointing to the bathroom, but as he turns back you already have your shirt off, facing the other way. “Or that. That works too.” He says walking over to the other side of the bed. 

You quickly slip his shirt over your head. “Hey, no peeping.” You say, sternly. 

He rolled his eyes. “Like you weren’t begging me to look. You didn’t even warn me.” He said as he climbed under the covers. 

You removed your shorts, but it didn’t really matter because his shirt was so big that you couldn’t see anything anyways. “It was a perv test. You failed. So, good job.” 

He deadpans you as you slide his boxers on. You smile and climb under the covers. You lay on your right side as you face him. He turns and faces you. There is a good bit of space between the two of you. “Don’t be shy.” He whispers. 

“You failed the perv test, so no cuddling for you, Star Lord.” You whisper back with a smile. 

“Oh, come on. No bonus questions? No redemptions?” 

“No second chances.” You say with a shrug and roll over. You reach up and turn the lamp off next to the bed. You smile as you feel a hand snake around your waist. 

“Positive?” He whispers in your ear.

“Okay, maybe just this one time.” You say. 

He laughs and nuzzles into your neck, pulling you closer to him. He kisses your temple and you smile to yourself. 

What a night.

Wedding Day || Joe Sugg

Originally posted by casparsuggx

Requests are currently [ CLOSED ]

Masterlist can be found [ HERE ]

Word Count: 1.1k+

A/N: Another request!! I’m so happy to finally be fulfilling requests, and I hope i can open my requests back up soon (even though since i closed them i’ve had like fifteen more anyways but oh well). Hope the anon who requested it and you guys enjoy this!!xo

The day became night in what seemed like a blink of an eye. It was gorgeous, the sky above was littered with thousands of individual stars, and the moon caressed the beautifully decorated gardens; providing a sense of peace and calm. You were crouched down on one of the white silk grass covers, your wedding dress falling perfectly around you as you spoke to one of your little nieces with a soft voice.

You grin and pinch his cheek when his mother calls him over, leaving you to stand up and smile at his back. Arms wind around your waist from behind and so you turn around, a smile growing on your face when you meet eyes with your husband. “Hi.” You grin, kissing him softly and wrapping your arms around his neck loosely.

He stares into your eyes for a moment before pressing his lips together and smiling. “God, you’re so beautiful.”

You could only manage to reciprocate his loving smile before you were approached by Zoe, who was holding up her vlogging camera with a wide smile on her face. You can’t help but chuckle when she shoved her camera into Joe’s hands and pulls you into a tight hug. “You look so beautiful!”

“I think you’ve told me that about twenty times today.” You smirk in amusement as you both break away from the hug and she rolls her eyes at you playfully before taking back her camera from Joe, who walks over and wraps his arms around you. You both watch as Zoe moves her camera to show the viewers the space that she’d had a big part in organizing. “Guys, look how beautiful everything looks. Okay, let’s go find Tan and-” Her voice gets quieter and quieter as she walks away, leaving you to glance up at Joe with an amused grin.

“Why did we agree to let people vlog?” He asks, and for a split second he seemed serious, but then he began to laugh slightly and you just shook your head and rolled your eyes with a humored smile.

You place your hands on his chest, fiddling with the buttons on his suit for a moment before replying. “Because this way, we’ll be able to look back on one of the most beautiful days of our lives from so many different perspectives.”

He hums and grabs onto your hand, softly guiding you back toward the master table where you’d eaten earlier on, and you start talking to his father, who had cried more times than he’d ever admit during the last ten hours.

You hung around for a while, receiving so many congratulations and hugs from your guests, making your way around the grounds and carrying your little nephew around on your waist. Zoe and Alfie talked to you a little more for their vlogs, you and Zoe did some elaborate dances in front of the cameras and Joe threw you over his shoulder and almost dropped you on-top of the cake.

“Okay ladies and gentlemen, I think it’s about time our gorgeous bride and our troll of a groom have their first dance.” Jack speaks through the microphone from behind the DJ stand, a role he’d put himself up for the moment he heard you and Joe were engaged.

You can’t help but look over at him and laugh, throwing your head back as Joe sweeps you up off of your feet and carries you over to the dancefloor, where fairy lights were hung from the trees and white silk was tied beautifully all around you.

He places you back down on your feet and you stick your tongue out at him playfully, just as the music for your first dance began to play through the speakers. Your guests all gathered around the dancefloor, cameras, and phones being held in your direction as everyone cheered and whistled.

Joe pulls you into his arms, wrapping his own around your waist as you look up at him with a smile, winding your arms around his neck loosely. You sway to the music, and you giggle when he twirls you around, his touched delicate and sweet. You blink slowly and bite your lip, resting your head on his chest as you continued to dance under the watchful eyes of your friends and family.

When the song ended and you stopped moving, simply staring into each other’s eyes, there were three seconds of absolute silence before everyone broke out into cheers and screams of excitement and Jack took that as his queue to put on his mix track that he’d been working on for months.

You were spun around the dance floor, dancing with Alfie and Zoe and then picking up your nephew and having a little dance with him. You danced with Jonathon and Anna, and even managed to squeeze in a dance with each of the Buttercreams too, seeing as they’d managed to completely take charge of the dancefloor.

And then, when the clock struck eleven and you and Joe found yourselves just enjoying being in each other’s arms, slowly dancing to the music that was playing, you glanced over your shoulder at Jack who nodded and winked; letting you know that it was time.

You’d been planning this for a while, without letting Joe or anyone for that matter other than Jack know about it. Conor Maynard had moved to L.A for a few months and had previously let the couple know that he had really important prior arrangements and couldn’t make it to the wedding. Joe had acted like it didn’t really matter to him, but you could tell by the way his face dropped as he read the reply that it really did.

It was just your luck, really, that when Conor’s important week of meetings and studio time fell through and he could come, he’d called you and not Joe. That was when the two of you came up with the plan. You wouldn’t tell Joe that he was coming, and he’d only find out when Conor walked out onto the stage and began to sing the song that was playing when you and joe first met.

And so, you distract your husband with soft words as Conor walks out onto the stage with a microphone and Jack swiftly changes the track. The older Maynard brother began to sing, his voice melodic and perfect. Joe turns his head sharply toward the stage as everyone gasps and begins to clap their hands, leaving Joe to turn back to you and shake his head. “No way..”

“He called, and I thought it’d be a nice surprise.” You smile, and he pulls you into a long, loving kiss, before pulling away and leaning his forehead against yours. With a hum, you wrap your arms back around him and begin to dance along to the song, only looking up to meet eyes with Conor, who winked and smiled at you quickly before he continued to sing.

Your wedding day couldn’t have been more perfect.

The Glass Slipper

Jughead x Reader

Request: My passion is dancing and I was wondering if there was any possibility of a fic where Jug sees reader dance (as in dance class or something, and I don’t mean ballet, maybe contemporary or modern dancing) for the first time and falls in love with her all over again, like maybe realizes his feelings.

Warnings: like one swear word

Word Count: 1,238

A/N: This is my first non song-based fic, so I hope it’s okay! I also wrote it in one go without editing too much, so that’s why it might be a bit shorter than some of my others.

Your life had revolved around mirrors and wooden floors and worn out dance shoes. You were always busy trying to perfect the next move for contemporary, stretching and watching yourself meticulously. You were your own worst critic, your body always sore.

It was another day of practice, stretching on the floor before working on the dance you were planning on performing for the school variety show. It had to be perfect, as this was the first time you would ever be dancing in front of people from school. It was the first time you would be dancing in front of him.

Jughead Jones.

The boy you had had a crush on since the beginning of high school, the boy that you had somehow befriended and still managed to keep your feelings a secret. You guys were close, sure, but nowhere near as close as him and Betty or even him and Archie. There were some sly glances in the hallway and occasional brush of the shoulder, some inside jokes, but you didn’t know if any of that was considered flirting. Your body did a better job of communicating than your voice ever could.

Early on, you decided the dance would be for Jug, dedicated to him even, but you weren’t going to tell anyone. You were hoping your body could do the talking for you.

You began putting on your shoes in the dance studio at school. It wasn’t much, tucked away in the far corner of the building, mainly for the cheer team and dance team to use, but it was better than nothing. You were here everyday after school, sometimes as late as midnight trying to get something right, and today was no different.

Except you couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching.

You continue as normal, though, going over the whole routine about 10 times, each time making mental notes of the things you needed to fix when you did it again.

Finishing your last move you hear a faint clap coming from outside the door. You turn to see none other than the guy you were practicing for.

Your face heats up and you turn off the music, embarrassed that of all people, it had to be him. You can’t help but smile, though, giving a slight curtsey as he nods his head and turns to walk away.

Only then do you begin to panic. How long had he been watching? Did he hear the music? Could he tell you were dancing for him?

It’s hard to read him, what he’s thinking. His hands in his jacket pockets, his beanie placed perfectly on top of his head. He seemed to be the only one in existence to make a beanie look perfect and natural. His hair flowed in perfect curls just peaking out from underneath. His lips turn upward in a small smirk as he kicks one of his feet back and forth. It was little things like this that you noticed all the time.

You take a deep breath. He didn’t seem too interested because he walked away, so you start the music from the beginning and do the routine again, then quickly stashing everything away and going home for the night.

“I was so embarrassed, Ronnie, I bet I looked like a tomato.” you say to Veronica before the variety show about a week later. No matter how hard you had tried, you couldn’t get the moment our of your mind. You haven’t practiced in that room since, nervous that he would be there again. You couldn’t risk it, so you practiced at home in the basement.

“I doubt it, and besides, it’s obvious he’s in love with you.” She states, picking up a piece of your hair to put back for the dance routine.

“No, no way.” you deny, shaking your head, causing Veronica to moan in frustration, “sorry.”

“Just watch, after he sees you tonight, he won’t be able to contain himself. He’s going to ask you out.” she states matter of factly, a smug smile on her face, like she knows something you don’t.

You look around to put your shoes on and you realize that one is missing. It’s not in your dance bag, and it’s not in your purse either.
“What are you looking for?” Ronnie finally asks.

“My dance shoes, I’m missing one, I can’t go on without it.” you start to panic.

“Calm down, I’m sure it’s here somewhere.” Ronnie comforts, beginning to pick up things and look for it as well.

The crowd cheers, only one more performance before yours.

“(Y/N), I think you might have to perform barefoot.” she says, sighing as she realizes that there’s no other shoe there.

You take a deep breath. Maybe this was a sign, that you shouldn’t do this. Then, your resolve hardens.

“The show must go on. I do it with one shoe. It will add to the piece.” you say, convincing yourself more than Ronnie.

The crowd cheers once more. It was for Archie singing on the guitar and unsurprisingly, his song went off without a hitch, just like you all knew it would.

The lights dim on the stage, your cue to enter.

You walk to the center of the stage and strike your beginning pose. The lights come up, the music turns on. You feel the floor beneath your feet and your head in the clouds, and you knew that this was the right choice. This was how this was meant to be performed. Your eyes search the crowd for the familiar beanie, and it only takes about 30 seconds to see him, standing in the center of the crowd, his eyes fixed on you. You let the music flow through you, your body and mind moving as one on the stage. Time flies as the three minute song seems to go by in the blink of an eye, and you’re hitting the ending pose before you know it.

The loudest cheer was his, you could hear it above everyone else’s.

You exit the stage to your friends in the wings, smiling from ear to ear.

“You killed it out there!” Betty said, her smile almost as big as yours.

“You were beautiful.” a voice says.

You all turn to see Jug standing there, awestruck.

“Thanks, Jug.” you say, a small smile forming on your lips.

“Oh, and I think you forgot something.” Jug says, pulling out your other shoe from his bag, “you forgot it last week. I went back every day to try and give it back, but you weren’t there.” he admits, giving you a shy smile.

“I also went back every day to see if you would want to go out on a date?” he asks, hope in his voice.

“Doesn’t the story say that you have to make sure the shoe fits first?” you tease, a small laugh escaping.

Jug doesn’t say a word. He just kneels and slips it over your worn out feet.

“Perfect fit.” he says, standing and looking in your eyes, glancing down towards your lips, leaning closer and closer still.

“Fucking kiss her already.” Ronnie says, growing impatient.

You close the gap, bringing your lips to his. He cups the back of your neck with his firm hands, your body’s pulling closer as if by some force unknown to both of you. 

This was the beginning to your happily ever after. 

Tags: @always-chocolate 

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anonymous asked:

Yoooo homegirl can you do with Tom in the bathroom of a club? I need that in my tragic life 👌🏻👌🏻

You wouldn’t know howhonestly I need this more than I will admit 

  • Okay so imagine going to a club with a couple of your good friends and you a dressed to impress like you have your favorite little black dress on that makes your ass look amazing and your favorite heels that make your legs look super long
  • So you walk in to the club linking with your best friend and you head straight to the bar to grab a cocktail and you see a group of people with their phones out trying to get a picture of something
  • you ignore it and order your sex on the beach and start talking to the bartender and he’d let you know that there was some famous actor in the club that night
  • you’d honestly not really care,you came to have a good time with your friends so you’d down your cocktail and take your friends by the hands and drag them to the dance floor to work your stuff
  • you wouldn’t even notice him staring at you,you’d be too busy taking shots and grinding with your friends to pay attention to any one else 
  • when you were alone at the bar trying to order another drink you’d see someone from the corner of your eye but you wouldn’t really take any notice until they leaned over and introduced themselves
  • Before you knew it his hands were all over you,he’d introduced himself as Tom but you already knew who he was,its not like you were one of his biggest fans or anything,he’d bought you a drink and before you knew it you were both stumbling to the back of the club towards the bathroom
  • As soon as your back had hit the back of the bathroom door his lips crashed into yours and he started to pull your dress up,he’d pull apart for a second to make sure you were okay with it and when you gave him a nod he’d start rubbing little circles on your clit 
  • you wouldn’t be able to contain your moans and your head would fall into his shoulder
  • ‘’we have to be quiet darling’’
  • he’d pull your underwear down so they pooled around your ankles and he’d turn you around so you were facing the door and bend down so he was facing your pussy 
  • you’d hear him moan and tell you how good you look 
  • he’d slip on a condom and line up to your entrance and he’d slowly slide in and the moan he’d let out would sound so much better than the music blaring through the club
  • he’d start thrusting slowly but it would soon turn animalistic and you’d be moaning so loud 
  • he’d probably turn you around and lift you against the wall and start thrusting into you again
  • and wow it would be amazing,you’d be able to hear the vibrations from the music through the door and onto your back and you’d be staring at the most beautiful guy ever concentrating on thrusting into you
  • and the veins on his neck would be popping and you’d be filled with so much pleasure that all you could do  would be to lean your head back on the door till your orgasm washed over you
  • he’d slowly put you down and he’d help you sort your dress out and you’d both be panting and you’d kind of expect him to just leave but he;d grab your hand and lead you back out and he’d order you a drink and he’d actually sit down with you and get to know you 
  • and he’d be so sweet and it wouldn’t be awkward and he’d be leaning in so close when he talked to you and all you’d want to do was to lean in and kiss him 
  • and when it was closing time he’d ask if you wanted to go back to his hotel and honestly round 2 would be way better than round 1
The Reunion

Summary: It’s time for the Riverdale Class of 2019 Ten Year Reunion! Betty Cooper is excited to see all of her old classmates, but there’s one classmate in particular that she can’t seem to get off her mind…

Chapter One

“Hello and welcome back to Riverdale High School! Please take a moment to find your name tag - you’ll notice it has your yearbook picture on it to help people better recognize you.”

Betty smiled brightly as the man in front of her searched for his name tag. She watched with curiosity as he plucked one off the table - Benjamin Nisher.

She tried to remember any sort of memory she had with him. She seemed to recall something about… chess club? Or maybe it was the book club? Whoever he was, Betty was drawing a blank.

Oh well, you can’t know them all.

“Ethel,” Betty turned to the young woman standing beside her, “Would you mind going back into the kitchen and checking on our appetizers? Guests are arriving and I want to make sure the wait staff is prepared to start making the rounds.”

Ethel nodded with a smile and headed off toward the cafeteria, leaving Betty alone at the welcome table. She looked around, smoothing the skirt of her dress before readjusting the floral arrangement for the millionth time. As former student body president, it had been her responsibility to plan the ten-year reunion. Which worked out surprisingly well, coinciding perfectly with Betty’s career as an event planner.

She remembered being in high school, dreaming of being a reporter. She had even followed those dreams to Boston University, majoring in journalism and graduating with honors. Unfortunately, dreams were quickly dashed when she found herself glued to a desk instead of out in the field, everything she reported on feeling lackluster when compared to her times in Riverdale.

She had been tasked to interview an up-and-coming event planner in the area when things finally clicked into place. Before she knew it, she had applied for an internship with the company, quickly rising through the ranks before finding herself second-in-command of one of the most elite planning companies in the United States. She loved every ounce of her work - the planning, the use of creativity, the organized chaos of it all - it left her buzzing with satisfaction. And now here she was, back at her old high school, with everything seeming to come full circle.

Ten years. It had been ten years since she’d graduated high school. Ten years since she’d left the borders of this town. Ten years since she’d seen him.

Her heart sighed at the thought of him. She wondered where he was now. She’d heard rumors - everything from being in jail to thriving in New York - but the only truth she knew was in his novel. His tale of Jason Blossom’s murder had mild success across the country, and wild success in Riverdale. He had sent her a copy when it was published, a simple “Thank you” scrawled on the inside cover. Nothing more. It was the only real communication she had received from him since graduation.

The door opened, and Betty brought herself back to reality. Plastering on her best smile, she welcomed an alumni couple as they approached the table. Giving them their name tags and sending them on their way, Betty mentally kicked herself for getting so lost in the haze of adolescent memories. There was no use thinking of him, she reminded herself, because wherever he was he was long gone. He had even RSVP’d no to the reunion.


A familiar voice rang out across the hall, and Betty looked up to spot her lifelong best friend walking toward her.

“Veronica! Hi!” Betty rushed out from behind the welcome table and embraced her. “How are you? It feels like it’s been forever.” 

“Wonderful!” Veronica beamed, “Tonight is our first night out without the baby. Archie was incredibly nervous, but we simply couldn’t miss this! Especially since it’s a Betty Cooper event! Plus,” Veronica winked at her, “I needed a good excuse to wear this.” She backed away and gave a small twirl to show off her slimming black cocktail dress, complimented by violet heels and her signature pearl necklace.

“You do look amazing.” Betty laughed, “As always.”

“As do you!” Veronica cooed, “Seriously, Betts, that dress is gorgeous with a capital G! Blue has always been such a great color on you.”

Betty blushed at the compliment, her heart warming in the glow of her friend’s affection. “So, where is Archie?”

“Parking the car, probably double checking that all he has all the baby photos ready to show off.” Veronica laughed. “What can I say, he’s one proud father.”

“Talking about me?” Archie appeared, a smug grin on his face and a familiar blue and yellow jacket slung over his shoulders.

“Archie, it that -”

“His letterman’s jacket?” Veronica rolled her eyes, “Yes, it is. Babe,” She gave him an accusatory look, “I thought we agreed you’d leave it in the car.”

“Oh, come on Ronnie! I’m reliving high school!” Archie pouted dramatically, “Just let me have my fun.”

“Alright fine - but just for tonight. Then it goes back in the attic where it belongs.” Veronica smiled and placed a single hand on his chest, leaning in and kissing him sweetly. “Now come on. Let’s head inside and let Betty finish her work. She’ll join us later.”

“See you on the dance floor Betts.” Archie joked, winking at her and dramatically spinning around to show off his “moves”. Veronica laughed at him before pulling him away, the two of them disappearing into the gymnasium.

“Betty,” Ethel scrambled up to the table, “The appetizers are ready to go, but Josie just grabbed me and said somebody moved her earpiece after sound check, she can’t find it.”

Betty sighed. It wouldn’t be a true event without at least one problem to be handled. “Okay, I’ll go talk to her. I’m sure it’s nearby. Do me a favor and keep greeting our alumni okay?” Betty placed an encouraging hand on Ethel’s shoulder before moving down the hall, welcoming people as she went.

She was halfway to the music room when she spotted him.

Slow Dancing with Easy Company

A simple preference with some of the boys :’)

Richard Winters:

Who initiated it: him

Winters is very simple when it comes to dancing, just a simple sway. Every so often he will press gentle kisses on your forehead, just appreciating the moment he gets to spend with you.

Lewis Nixon:

Who initiated it: him

Once he sees everyone starting to dance hes like “um yeS” of course, following after Winters who starts it all. He loves staring into your eyes when you dance, it’s a intimate moment. There are times when you’ll glance eat your feet and tilts your head back up to meet his eyes and will not break it until the dance is over.

Carwood Lipton:

Who initiates it: him

A classic man he is, he offers you his hand and then guides you out onto the floor. His hand is gently on your back guiding you both, humming along to the song as he leans his cheek against yours.

Denver “Bull” Randleman:

Who initiates it: you

He immediately jumps up when you offer though. Bull will wrap his arms around you, hugging you to his chest. He feels safest when he knows he can protect you, plus he can kiss the top of your head alot easier.

Joe Toye:

Who initiates it: you

Asking him to dance might get you a smirk and a sarcastic “I would be honored.” Though it wasn’t his idea, he wanted to make sure he was doing right to impress you. He presses his body against yours and gets as close as he can to you, you ended up having to put some room between you two yourself.

George Luz:

Who initiates it: him

He makes a huge deal, strolling over to you and doing an overdone bow. “Would you mind taking my hand in this dance?” After agreeing, he pulls you out and he is beyond over dramatic. Constantly spinning you around, dipping you just to hear that laugh that he loved hearing.

Donald Malarkey:

Who initiated it: you

He’s taken a little off-guard when you ask him but he agrees eagerly while Muck sends him a wink. This sweet boy is really not sure how to go about starting it so he simple grabs hold of your sides, sliding his hands to your back as he whispers sweet compliments and such into your ear.

Warren “Skip” Muck:

Who initiated it: him

Muck is very sweet but can also be a bit goofy. He sways along with you but also takes time to dip you slowly, bringing you back to kiss your nose which leaves you both in big smiles.

Lynn “Buck” Compton:

Who initiates it: him

As soon as he sees everyone else out there he glances over your way and gestures, “Let’s show them how its done.” Buck make sure everyone’s watching, showing you off and how good the two of you look together. He goes for the all time “one hand on your waist and one in your hand” pose.

Joe Liebgott:

Who initiates it: him

Wow, can he dance. Lieb won’t tell anyone but he really knows how to work a dance floor. With that smirk of his, he takes your arm and you both just blow everyone away. Your bodies work in perfect harmony and everyone’s just like “that’s Lieb right??”

Eugene Roe:

Who initiates it: you

He’s super reluctant because he’s not used to being around all the guys all at the same time. You literally pull him out there and within a few seconds you become his main focus, his arms settling around your waist, pressing soft kisses to your shoulder and looking at you with those puppy eyes.

Bill Guarnere:

Who initiates it: him

Bill isn’t much of a dancer but as soon as he saw others looking at you he pulled you up from where you sat and took you with him. His arms wrap around your waist and pull you flush against him as his lips meet yours to make sure everyone knows who they are looking at.

Darrell “Shifty” Powers:

Who initiates it: him

He gets very little time with you so when an opportunity is presented he makes sure to take it. He’ll squeeze you softly and close his eyes trying to take in everything he can at that moment to just enjoy having you in his arms.

Frank Perconte:

Who initiates it: him

Really he just wants to have a good time with you. It doesn’t matter if you look like dorks as long as you’re both smiling. Perco will be spinning you around while whooping, “I’m blown away!”

Ronald Speirs:

Who initiates it: you

Ronald comes off as v v intimidating to the boys and wanted to keep it that way but when you asked he really could not say no. He attempted to keep up the tough guy thing until he looked your eyes and just melted. His face buried into your neck, rocking with you as your arms hold him in a comforting grasp.

Edward “Babe” Heffron:

Who initiated it: you

When you approach him he is literally looking around like “wait me?? mE?” Babe puts all of his attention on you, his eye studying all of your features as his hand comes up to interlock with yours, holding it against his chest as if it was treasure. Which you were to him.

Floyd Talbert:

Who initiates it: him

He’ll glance across the table at you, “What do you say, Princess?” He interlocks your hands, looking into your eyes as he shamelessly starts to list of how beautiful you are just to make you blush which only encourages him.

David Webster:

Who initiates it: you

This shy bean will be nervous to ask so when you do he just lets out this breathe of relief, “Yes, of course.” When you two start to dance, everything seems to fade away and its just the two of you. He presses his forehead against yours as his thumbs rubbing soft circles on your waist.

Fluffy, Cuddly Jared hc’s!!

Request: Can I get a sleepy, loving, cuddly Jared HC? Maybe after a long night out and all he wants to do is cuddle?!

Okay I got this request a while ago but I’m a terrible person and don’t do requests right away but at least I do them eventually! aNywAYS I love Jared with my whole heart and I got so happy when I got this request !!!!!!!!!!!

Warnings: ???? None ???? Other than fluff to the mAx

- You and Jared spent the night out at your dad’s work party

- So obviously Jared was busting it on he dance floor and at the bar

- Seriously once this kid got a lil alcohol in his system he couldn’t stop moving !!!!

- He also couldn’t keep his hands off you, just like holding your waist or your hand but always touching you

- If you weren’t paying attention to him he would come up right behind you and lightly growl in your ear oK THAT’S ANOTHER HC FOR ANOTHER TIME MOVING ON

- Y'all finally left around 1:30-2am for your apartment 

- As you drove Jared fell asleep against the window, obviously tuckered out from the crazy night you both had

- When you pull into the parking lot it took you a while to get him to wake up enough to walk on his own

- “But baaaaabe can’t we just sleep in the car for the night”

- “No, I’d have nowhere to sleep”

- “You could sleep on me, it would be a cuddle party”

- “Not in the car Jared”

- “In our bedroom?”

- *sigh* “yes”

- “Okay, I’m getting up now”

- That boy was so excited to cuddle with his s/o he almost tripped 3 times on the way to the elevator 

- Well that and he was also the most tired you’d ever seen him

- You’d have to fight with him once you got to your apartment for him to get ready for bed by himself while you got him some water

- He waited on bed while you got ready

- “Baaaaaaabe please come join”

- “I need to get into my pajamas Jared”

- “You don’t need pajamas thoughhhhh” (wink wonk)

- “Well I’m putting them on”

- Does the little kid pouty thing with his lip

- Won’t budge until you slip into bed

- He cuddles up against you with his head on your chest  

- Is asleep within SECONDS

- He’s literally the cutest when he’s asleep

Imagine Loki is your college professor. You both secretly have feelings for one another but never act on it or tell one another. You finish your undergrad, and he happily writes you a recommendation letter for graduate school. He wishes you luck and you leave for your post grad. 

10 years later you return to the town your alma mater is in for a wedding, and there you see Loki for the first time in a decade. All the feelings you ever had come rushing back. At the reception, he asks you to dance. While swaying you chat and tell him that you’ve accepted a professor position at the University he works at. He admits he’s always fancied you. On the dance floor, you share a kiss, a kiss you’ve waited a decade for. 

The Dance- Andre Burakovsky

Originally posted by temipanarin

Ok so here’s number two for the day! I might be able to get one more up tonight, we’ll see! Anyway! Enjoy guys!

Warning: mentions of alcohol and drinking

Anon Request: Hey I was wondering if you could do an Andre B imagine in which you guys break up for 2 months bc he thought it was the best for the relationship bc u 2 travel a lot and such, but you come back to DC and it was one of the teammates birthday and Brandi Holtby invited you to the party but you guys end up dancing bc everyones got a date and you don’t and end up having a great time and you can take it from here! Thanks you luv! x


              “Come to the party she said. It’ll be fun she said.” You took a sip of your beer and snorted. “Yeah, right.”

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Brummie girl Camden Town

Alfie Solomons x reader

Request: Could I request #3 with Alfie Solomons??

Author’s note: I’m sorry this was so rambly :( I hope you still enjoy and please give me feedback.

Not many people left Small Heath to go pursue education, you only knew of a handful of people that had and only one of which was another women. She pretty much inspired you. You always excelled in class and when it reached the time of finishing school you decided you would apply to university. You applied for the University of London and a month later you were packed up and moving down to London to study Accountancy and English Literature. The whole of Small Heath was buzzing that one of their own was going off to bigger and better things. Luckily for you, your childhood friend John and his brothers were in London quite often so he assured you and your mum that you would be well looked after. You moved into a small apartment on the edge of Camden town.

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anonymous asked:

hi! first of all let me tell you how much i apreciate your fic lists. do you know any cs dancing with the stars kind of au fics?

hi! thank you. being a (former?) dancer, i love dancing aus. i got a few for you

Dancing AUs

Sweep Me Off My Feet by TheCaptainToMyHook

TV star Emma Swan has accepted a place on the most recent series of Strictly Come Dancing, she’s an actress not a dancer so she doesn’t expect to do well at all, in her opinion- the sooner she is voted out the better. But will her opinion change when she is paired with “The Captain of the Dance Floor” Killian Jones- forced to work closely together, he will push her to her limit, but will it be worth it in the end? WIP

Pirate Paso Doble by LadyciaraMiggles 

Emma and Killian need to get practising if they are going to stay in the dance competition for another week.

Black Swan by @hopelessalways 

“Emma Swan,” Killian announces, and she hates that she loves the way her name sounds on his lips. “Darling of the ballet world, expected to be the next Margot Fonteyn, until you mysteriously disappeared when you were 18 - only to burst back onto the scene four years ago, somehow even better than you were before, shocking everyone with dazzling performance after dazzling performance. And now here you are, fresh from the American Ballet Theatre, for the role you know will make or break your career.”

He grins, a heart-stopping stretch of perfectly white teeth, and she bites down her answering smile. It won’t do to be attracted to the choreographer. Of course, then he walks away, and she can’t stop herself from admiring the curve of his obviously toned backside. He winks at her over his shoulder, catching her in the act of ogling him, and her cheeks burn.

She is so screwed.

(Emma the ballerina and Killian the choreographer, breaking down each other’s walls.)

A Lift Takes Two People by Sherwhotreksings

A dance AU where Emma is in a modern dance company and Killian is a guest choreographer.

The Best Things Happen When You’re Dancing by @belovedcreation

Emma Swan is at a swing dance festival weekend for some fun with her friends. When she meets Killian Jones on the dance floor, sparks fly and the dance floor sizzles with their chemistry.

Lead on and I’ll Follow by CaptainBellarkeSwan

If she heard another giggle, she knew she wouldn’t be able to handle it anymore. For God’s sake, they were right across the hallway! Surely the walls would be able to muffle the noises the other class was making because of Killian-freaking-Jones. [University Professors AU/Dancer AU]

Preying On You (CS one-shot) by thatsmuchbetter

CS professional dancers AU – Fierce rivals on the dance floor, animals in bed. Whenever Emma Swan gets on the dance floor the irritating Killian Jones is her worst enemy, but when it comes to other more enjoyable activities… CS one-shot inspired by the song “Animals” by Maroon 5.

and my most beloved one, Liz, i’m looking at you

All That Glitters by @i-know-how-you-kiss 

anonymous asked:

Can you help educate me on the difference between strippers and pole dancers?? I thought pole dancers did tricks and moves on poles and strippers seductively take their clothes off and dance on paying customers. I noticed you do a lot of work with the pole but consider yourself a stripper. I hope you don't find this offensive, I just want to learn!

Hi! Pole dancing originally started in strip clubs. Yes we seductively and wonderfully take our clothes off but our skills on the stage whether it’s floor work , lapdances or pole tricks it’s extremely athletic. The pole dancing you see in studios was brought to you by strippers who decided to retire from the club but wanted to continue being awesome business women so they opened pole studios and taught others. Soon others who took these classes but never stripped opened their studios and unfortunately some of these teachers decided to separate themselves from strippers in a negative way and that’s why a lot of people think there is this huge difference with the skills we have on stage.

Strippers decide what on stage makes them more money. It could be floor work, flexibility, lap dances, pole tricks etc. whatever their choice they do it fluidly and it’s not easy. Strip clubs are so cool because everyone has something different they bring to the stage and these moves are being brought into studios but none of the teachers want to say where they got it from so now a lot of people are assuming strippers just take their clothes off and high knee around the pole. I do hope one day you get the opportunity to visit strip club and experience it in person! Hope this answers your question well for now💘💘💘

Urban Vamp

Halloween was yesterday so I’m late but enjoy this spooky little piece featuring the reader and Dan!

The atmosphere of the club was certainly much darker than usual. There was still pulsing music and flashing lights, people rolling off of all sorts of feel-good stimulating drugs, but the difference was palpable. Clubs were usually vacant on Tuesdays, but given the date of the year it made sense why this place was packed, Halloween was the perfect excuse for people to come out and get freaky in the middle of the week. Waiting in line and being dragged through crowds of intoxicated people showed off the just how many people were in costume. Men and women alike were half naked, their faces done up expertly. Dan sighed, all of that work just to sweat it into a disaster on the dance floor. It made everyone look creepier, low lights and hypnotic beats and melted makeup and an abundance of skin. It was his own personal hell. He nursed his second drink of the evening. It took him getting just above the line of drunk to even stomach the place, and once he was past drunk he got the confidence to go out to the dance floor. Looking at the slightly manic mass of bodies before him, maybe tonight he’d just play the sidelines. He and Phil were celebrating a friend’s birthday, so they had a table to themselves. It had been last minute, the invite coming earlier that day, so he and Phil had no costumes to put on. Well, Phil had thrown on a yellow sweater and called himself Arthur, so Dan was the only odd one out of the group. There were more people at the club going costume-less, but he was the only one left at the table, his friends had all downed shots and gotten in the mood for dancing about 15 minutes ago. Dan checked the time, they shouldn’t be staying long, he could check his phone for a couple hours, that was fine.

When he finished the sapphire colored beverage in his glass, he looked for the waiter that had been serving them. She was cute, tiny with short hair dyed some unnatural color, Dan rather liked looking at her, though she was much too talkative for his taste. She’d had on cat ears, all of the staff wore half-costumes for the night, but they were probably less enthusiastic about Halloween than Dan was. After a minute of craning his neck to find her, Dan accepted his unfortunate fate. He rose from the table, cracking his knuckles, and went for the bar. Their table was up above the dance floor, much quieter and away from the action, Dan would have to leave the safety of that bubble as the bar was on the lower floor where everyone else was.

He was asked by several people to dance, much more noticeable as the only sober and casually dressed person around. Some were cute, most were just bold and intoxicated and figured he matched their level of energy. He’d declined them all, and was currently waiting for an opportunity to catch the bartender’s eye, grab his new drink, and go. He’d come back down when he was up to it, maybe. Unfortunately, the bar was flooded with people and their gaudy costumes, Dan was no good at shoving forward and grabbing attention, but he also knew that if he kept this patient act up, he’d never get a drink. For now, he was fine waiting, people-watching as he did.

That was when he saw her.

She was tall, that was the first thing he gathered. He could spot the top half of her face over the mass of people, the light hitting her dark eyes in a way that made them look almost like they were glowing. She wasn’t doing very much differently than the rest of those on the dance floor. Dan saw her kiss some guy, then kiss some girl, and now he was really interested. She eventually parted from the crowd, and started coming toward him. No, she was going toward the bar, Dan mentally told himself. Dan got a better look at her when she split from the crowd. Even in this low light, he admired the rich color of her skin. She was like him, not wearing a costume. She had on a black sweater, torn black skinnys, and ankle high black boots. Maybe it was a costume, that was the only reasoning Dan could come with as to why she would ever wear such sweat-inducing attire to a club. She ambled past everyone and easily grabbed the bartender’s attention. Dan saw the way her cropped hair brushed over her neck, saw the charming smile on her red painted lips as she placed the order. He realized just how intently he had been staring at her when she looked over and met his eyes. His throat closed at being caught, but she just gave him a big smile, downed the shot the bartender slid in front of her, then returned to the curtain of people.

And she was gone.

He didn’t even order a drink, just followed right behind her into the mass of people. He understood that was a mistake the moment he was fully enveloped by the crowd. Giant as he was, there was no way he’d keep track of her in this kind of lighting, and now he was being touched from all sides and there was no way he could escape this many people. He chanced a look behind him to find the bar, but only saw more limbs and skin. He did manage to spot Phil and the others, though, his friend was dancing like an idiot, likely too tipsy to care about it. Stuck where he was, unable to really move or see where the girl went, Dan had no other choice but to just dance to the music.

And what a bad idea that was. He had no real coordination, and kept stepping all over people, he even elbowed one girl in the nose. She’d left the dance floor bleeding and he hadn’t seen her since. Not to mention being tall meant loads of people had been trying to get him to dance, pressing against him in an effort to get him to grind with them. He’d given a few half-hearted attempts, but for the most part Dan was muddling through this like he muddled through everything else. It seemed that his efforts were to be repaid, a hand gripped into his and he looked over to meet eyes with that same hypnotic girl from the bar. She had a knowing smile on her face, and her hips were swaying provocatively to the music. He looked dumbly at her face for some time, then stared down at where their hands were still joined. A finger pulled his chin back up to where her eyes were, and Dan couldn’t look away. People were all around them, shoving them so that they could never truly stop moving. Someone was digging the sharp end of a fake angel wing into Dan’s back. Her eyes asked him if he’d like to dance, he pulled her to him. He’d danced before, been the leader and the follower on the dance floor. He couldn’t dance on his own, but he at least knew how to dance with another person.

Dan realized how weird this was. He was such a nervous guy, always watching and never acting, he liked to know what was going to happen and when, being spontaneous wasn’t ever his thing. Yet, without saying one word to this girl, this girl that was no more or less ordinary than him, he’d followed her past his comfort zone and into whatever was supposed to happen next. Halloween played with the mind, after all, it seemed. At least Phil would be proud of him. The girl was tall, but wasn’t close to his height, he still had to tip his head downward to look at her directly, around the third time he’d done that she leaned in and kissed him on the mouth. Everything was blurry then. It was like he’d been hit hard with the two measly drinks he’d had, and he was putty in her hands, he felt light and drunk. In a deep corner of his mind, he wondered if people were staring at the two people kissing on the dance floor, and an even smaller part of his mind thought this was a bit familiar, though he couldn’t place where he’d felt this before. She left kisses along his jaw, trailed down to his neck. Usually this was when he’d speak up, his neck was sensitive, after all. But his tongue wasn’t working, and he let her do whatever with the skin of his throat. He managed to reach down and find his voice, when she went to bite at his neck, and he felt the prick of two. Very. Sharp. Fangs.

“Rethink that move,” Dan growled.

She stepped back, a look of genuine shock on her face, well, only really reflected in her eyes. The same eyes that had been glowing from across the room, and the same eyes that had dragged him into the middle of this pool of human beings. Now it made sense, why he’d felt this before. Her lips tugged into that same smile she’d been giving him and only him all evening. “Was wondering when you’d figure it out,” she said. He heard it over the thumping bass of the music, clear as day. He had more to say, but she was gone even faster this time. No, he couldn’t let her get away twice. In a blink, he was through the crowd and by the bar again, only to see the movement of her boots up the steps to the second floor. Damn, he really should’ve just stayed up there all night.

The second floor was empty, thankfully, it was just her leaning over the glass railing, staring down at the people. He came up next to her, stood so close their arms were touching. For a clean 10 minutes, neither of them spoke, just watched everyone below them moving about. “Do your friends know?” They didn’t. He didn’t even have to say the words for her to guess his answer. She turned so her back was against the glass, and stared openly at his profile. “Why are you here? Aren’t we supposed to live isolated lives in the shadows?” Dan asked, his tone bored. She frowned and turned her gaze toward the ceiling at his words. “Usually, but it’s Halloween, the ultimate feast for us.” She gave his shoulder a soft punch. “Not to mention you’re here with a gang of people, so who are you to ask me about the lifestyle?” She had a point there. “How long has it been?” She asked. He knew, even without the full question, he knew what she was asking.

How long has it been since you became a vampire?

“About a year now, no one else knows.” She giggled in a quiet voice. “Damn, you’re practically younger than a baby.” He looked over at her, she had an unreadable look on her face. “I saw you, you know, kissing people…down there.” Dan swallowed. “Were you…eating, too?” That smirk was back, she seemed to always know when he was uncomfortable. “We call it feeding, and yes, idiot. If you were smart, you’d be down there getting your fill, too.” How could Dan tell her he’d only ever had blood in a bag, stolen from hospitals at least three counties over? It seemed he, once again, didn’t need to say anything. She rolled her eyes at him and mussed up the styled curls across his forehead. He smacked her hand away and stepped a bit away from her, only for her to press back up against him again. “I could show you, how to do it. Honestly people always stereotype us as these loners but…” she turned his head, and the rest of his body followed so he was facing this dark, mysterious vampire. Once again she leaned in and kissed him on the lips, “…we work so much better in pairs.” For the first time in his new, immortal life, Dan actually felt like smiling, and one corner of his lips lifted into that same smirk she’d been donning all evening. He kissed her this time, then glanced over at the warm, living crowd of people below them. “Show me, then?”

She interlocked their fingers, and dragged him back to the dance floor.

Boom! The Danpire returns!!
Been forever since I wrote some fanfic! Hope you enjoyed!! Also this fills two requests from months ago so two birds one stone and whatnot