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#she did ballet and dance
ghouljams · 10 months
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Ok but how could u just mention ballet au konig wants to rip her tights. Like I wanna see this. I LOVE THEIR RELATIONSHIP SO MUCH
Genuinely I had to go back and read my own tags how did you find that I hid it so well.
Ballet!König is my favorite creature man, I think of him often and keep forgetting to write for him. Here's some good old fashioned tights ripping for you :)
König's fingers tug at your tights, his teeth biting the sheer material to make a hole before he rips the seam open with a truly satisfying 'rrrrrip'. He stares at the pink leotard under it, his thumbs holding the seam open as he breathes heavily. His eyes dart to yours and he swallows thickly, you blink at him. The embarrassment of having him physically rip your clothes is almost more than you can handle. He presses his face against your mound, breathes you in with a satisfied groan, and licks a stripe up your slit through your dance clothes.
"König, wai-" There's another ripping sound, his fingers curling and pulling against your thigh, putting another hole in your tights. You don't know why it makes you arch, your hands flying to his hair to hold him close as he continues wetting your leotard with his tongue. He moves his hand under your thigh, coaxes you to hitch it over his shoulder only to rip yet another hole in the back of your tights. He's teasing you, letting you feel the slick pressure of his mouth, the heat of his breath, letting you hear his desperation, without actually touching you.
You look to the side, watching yourself in the floor to ceiling mirrors of the practice room. The way your chest rises and falls, the way König hunches over you, the way your skin presses against the ribbons of nylon still hanging on to you, you can even see König's cock straining against his sweats. After hours in the company studio, you'd thought he'd want to practice your pas de duex, not- You whine as he pulls your leotard between his fingers and his teeth and rips.
"Naughty, naughty, Schatz," He tuts, stroking his fingers along your dripping cunt "you really should wear underwear to work." You both know you're not the only ballerina in company to leave the house with one less layer, but that doesn't stop the heat that ripples over your skin at his chastising. His tongue flicks against your clit without the fabric barrier and you moan, feeling the heat of it clench deep in your stomach.
He presses a finger into you as he sucks on your clit, big and thick and reaching further than yours ever could. You buck your hips into his gentle thrusts, desperate, whining. He reaches around your leg to rest his arm against your stomach, holding you down. You're not a weak person by any measure, but neither is he, and the strength he exerts to keep you in place as he licks you is disastrous for your ability to think. The same hands that lift you so carefully, so effortlessly, keeping you still while he pulls back and eases a second finger into your slick cunt.
You whine and whimper for him. Tight heat steadily builds in your stomach as he scissors and thrusts his fingers in tandem with the roll of his tongue. The all too pleasant ache of being stretched is starting to make you sweat, still in all your clothes built for warmth. You can feel your hair starting to come out of its bun from all your wiggling on the floor. "König please," You beg, even knowing your pleas are going to fall on deaf ears.
"One more, don't want to hurt you," König mumbles, taking a moment to bite the untorn tights on your other leg and rip. You can feel your wetness on his lips, on his tongue when he licks your freshly exposed skin. Despite the promise of another finger, he curls the two already inside of you. You bite your lip, try to keep your voice down until he presses against that soft spongy spot and you hum out your pleasure, attempting to arch your back under his iron grip. He coos praises down at you, and those are somehow worse than the chastising. Your cheeks are hot thinking about the dancers that were in this room earlier, the ones that would return tomorrow, what would they think if they knew you were dripping all over the floor from your lead's fingers.
A third finger presses into you, stretching you with a delicious little burn. Full, but not in the way you want to be. Not in the way König knows you'll beg him for. He twists his fingers in and out of your cunt, working your clenching heat open. His eyes never leave your face, even as his tongue laps at your sweet folds. He can never get used to the way you fall apart for him. The way your little whines turn into panting pleas.
He never seems to stretch you out enough to not ache when he pushes his girthy cock into you. Always wants you to feel every inch, every vein, of it as it splits you open. It's no fun if he doesn't see the little spark of pain in your eyes when you raise your leg or drop into the splits. No fun if he can't fold you in half and hear you sob as he fucks into your tight little hole, begging for more from him. Always so greedy his little ballerina. You clench around his cock so nicely, gummy walls dragging against his length, so desperate to hold him inside. God you're gorgeous falling apart for him, legs shaking and head thrown back as you cum on his cock. He never has to slow his thrusts, he knows you can take it, knows you're as desperate for him to cum and fill you up as he is.
Pretty little ballerina. He loves watching his cum drip out of you, staining your already ruined clothes. Watching you dance is a treat, but knowing he'll have you like this afterwards? Well, that makes it all the better.
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mmmairon · 1 year
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every year Diluc get’s volunteered for the role of the Nutcracker, but is it really against his will when he’s so good at it? 🤭
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captainamyk · 1 year
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hypogryffin · 2 years
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ballet harus
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bumblingbabooshka · 8 months
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[TUVOKTOBER: Day 9] Ballet with the Captain.
#Tuvok#bea art tag#tuvoktober#Janeway would love doing a ballet recital if there was significant lore in the holonovel about the stakes and so forth#Tuvok does not want to do a ballet recital. He does not see how this is enjoyable.#Janeway canonically took dance lessons as a kid and Tuvok just seems like he would have too.#They were both forced to take piano (or its equivalent) and dance - and they both hated it at the time#But Tuvok stuck with lute & Janeway quit both to go on to other hobbies (she had/has a lot)#<- gets bored a bit easily and likes the excitement of a new challenge#Janeway...ok. I think she would make her romantic interest in this holonovel be:#A brilliant but sort of dismissive reporter who's an amazing writer but gets stuck doing pieces he has no passion for. And she draws his ey#bc she's so good at dancing and they have flirty banter where she shows him how dancing isn't boring or dumb and you KNOW she's putting in#scene where she like makes him dance in the rain or something. And he's graying despite only being a few years older.#The holonovel ends with him appreciating dance and writing an amazing article about the performance which she reads after#some sort of misunderstanding only to realize gasp! He really DID love her! And she opens the door but he's already there (he came to#apologize) oh Kath will you ever forgive me? of course...[kissing]#camera pans over to Tuvok who's like “=_= ...”#st voyager#st voyager fanart#also Janeway is a rose & Tuvok is an orchid
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shadowxamyweek · 6 months
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So wait, Amy, what's this performance of the Nutcracker again? You said you donated to get the link?
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Amy: Huh? Oh! [Amy blinks, coming out of their comfy stupor as they sit up straighter.] Amy: There's a local kids ballet group that practice down the street from me. It's little-little kids all the way up to teenagers. The person who started it is actually an acquaintance of mine, and she's pretty awesome, and they really work to sort of break a lot of the taboos and gross culture around ballet. That's why I make a point to donate every year! A nice little bonus is that anyone who does donate gets free tickets and a link to watch the recorded performance. I couldn't go to the actual show this year, unfortunately, so this is the first time I'm seeing how they did! [Shadow's brow slowly knots itself.] Shadow: What do you mean 'gross culture?' It's just dance? [Amy sighs.] Amy: It's not just *dance*, it's *ballet.* One of the worst disciplines of dance to get into. The expectations, the way they want you to literally break your body. My toes still get numb sometimes, and I know it's because of how I was trained. And don't even get me started on the diet culture, eugh... [Amy points at the screen.] Amy: These kids don't have that. Tristana, that's the artistic director, she makes a point to put health above everything else. See those kids? Look at their feet. There's all different shapes and styles there, not just the 'perfect point' feet. Plus, look at all the body types! Most ballet companies would only bring on petite 'dancer bodies.' Heck, even this performance of the Nutcracker- oh wait, I didn't tell you- okay so these kids work to make their own version of the Nutcracker every year. It's a big deal. Most companies just pay the royalties to do the Balanchine one because 'ooo, it's Balanchine, ooo,' but honestly, that guy can go- [There's another coo from Rosie, and Amy pauses. She drops her arm and wraps it around Shadow to scratch Rosie between the ears.] Amy: Well... he can go do several different things that I won't say in front of Rosie, because I don't want her getting a potty mouth. Shadow: I see...
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transxfiles · 5 months
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one of my top 10 hobbies has to be getting added to a large group chat and then people forgetting i am there.
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lourdesdeath · 9 months
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people act like ballet is boring meanwhile I'm crying over the sacrifice in the rite of spring
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Nutcracker Moodboards // Cavalier
You painted colors in my heart I could never replace. Our lives may not have fit together, but, oh, how our souls knew how to dance...
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red-spider-lilies · 2 years
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Mint new transformation is pretty plain if you compare it with her past one... 
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arytha · 2 years
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im catching up on the dash but yeah @joelleity i was a mime. like the makeup and everything. i had my own box routine and i also had a hat one where i'd 'put on' different hats and it was literally that one long tumblr heritage post where the hats influence you
it was an elective at my school, it was fun, and it was basically like freeform dance with choreography and shows. we had two 1 1/2 hour shows, one being christmas themed and the other was literally prince of egypt, set to parts of the soundtrack. i was the archangel gabriel in the christmas one and i had a stage fight scene with a girl who played satan lol. we would perform at schools and churches and we connected with other (more well known) mimes and other freeform performers at conventions and stuff! i was gearing towards being a more fleshed out mime towards the end because the school was going to shit and then it all stopped when the school (small church school) closed down on christmas break and my teacher couldnt put together a way to keep the troupe going. i still have videos circulating the internet of us ahaha
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captainamyk · 1 year
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Don't mind me, just designing some rats singing iconic songs ✨
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relationship dynamics tag drop
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autoneurotic · 1 year
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what if i learned ballet
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narratorstragedy · 1 year
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i should take a dance class again...
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arklay · 2 years
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sorry i can’t shut up. posts one thing and can’t stop
#leah.txt#so that little nod to diana’s grandma i’m sorry i’m just. i haven’t talked about this before so argrhrhrg but diana grew up in a very arts#based family. her mother an opera singer and her father a dance. her younger sister also went on to become a professional dancer to with#mainly ballet but also contemporary. diana also did those two growing up alongside learning to play the violin and piano. her grandma was a#sculptor and while diana’s parents were often just not home she spent a lot of time with her grandma and would just sit with her in her#studio and watch her work. but you can kind of imagine everyone’s surprise at her wanting to go into science… she really just had such an#interest in snakes from a young age and she wanted to learn more about them. just loved little creechurs. always wanted to go to zoos and#whatnot and like i thinks she may or may not actually have a tiny little snake tattoo somewhere. not sure yet. but when she was like i want#to study snek her parents were so like… you want to go into science? how about medicine then instead? maybe be a doctor or a dentist or– no#i wanna study reptiles thank you :) and like that was that kind of but her parents were so like. no. but her grandma made her a little snak#figure for her birthday one year and always told her if that’s what she wants to do then she should do it. and they were really close and#diana isn’t really sentimental about much of anything with her family but she still has the bangle her grandma gave her when she graduated#with her bachelors. and like i know it’s such a tiny detail to just chuck in about sculptures but diana’s just connection to art despite#being very much like super sciencey seems like she doesn’t really like that sort of stuff it’s kinda just like always going to be there. i#also have a vague moment of just like [refacted] watching her play violin once and being like in awe like as if she couldn’t be skilled#enough you know? but anyway yeah diana very much broke the mould in her family and was like no i’m going to uni to study biology i don’t#care what you think i don’t want to dance i hate it you already know this and she just went from there… working in her little zoos and#animal sanctuaries and being just the weird snake lady before like moving to america on research opportunity where she ends up getting her#phd like argjrgrhrhrgrh i have so many thoughts and feelings about her at all times you don’t understand#i need to go to sleep lmao but aaaaaaa#lmao i’m not fixing more of these typos it’s too funny
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