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davidbeardmusic · 5 months

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https://audiojungle.net/item/tchaikovsky-dance-of-the-little-swans/34192983

'Swan Lake' like you've never heard before! https://audiojungle.net/item/tchaikovsky-dance-of-the-little-swans/34192983 Enjoy x

A playful adaptation of the Funny, Lively and Humorous Tchaikovsky’s ‘Dance of the Little Swans’ from the Ballet ‘Swan Lake’ by Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky; perhaps one of the best known classical themes associated to ballet. This version is a whimsical, cheerful, fun, live Band Sound, played on Clarinets, Trombone, Trumpets, Violin and Upright Bass Conjuring motivating feelings of confidence, determination, strength, competition and mystery. Great for adding cinematic, positive energy to fast paced images. Ideally suited for playful, colourful, motivated projects; dancing, advertising of toys, street parties, animation, silent movies, comedy films or sketches, beverages and food, diegetic music for a vintage film, etc. Applicable to the creation of advertising of products of Retail, Sweets, Drinks, Clothing, Christmas, Parties, Weddings, Silent Film, Pets, Art, Antiques and Gardening etc. Also suitable for Contemporary and Ballet Dance, Film, Theatre, Podcast or Animation.

#royalty free music #film #stock music #production music #classical #christmas #christmas music #audiojungle #pantomime #comedy #humour #funny #dance #ballet #tchaikovsky #swan lake #dance of the little swans #podcast #animation

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radio-zephyr · 1 month

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alskgjdslk jthe new animated short for hsr,,,,,

the way black swan went from in control, leading the dance and moving with acheron, to being the one moved around, puppeted, torn apart and brought together under acheron's hand. THE SWAN GETTING KILLED BY A SNAKE IN THE BACKGROUND. THE PREDATOR PREY DYNAMIC AS SHE'S HUNTED DOWN OVER AND OVER, BRUTALIZED IN HER MIND before returning out of the abyss of acheron's memories, now the one being dipped as acheron looks down on her impassively.

oairesghdjkair IM GOING INSANE

#hsr #acheron #black swan #radio's rambles #IM GOING INSANE IM GOING TO IMPLODE #OMG #i love yuri i love toxic yuri #i love the dynamic #the way it switches so brutally from one to another #her intrigue in her dance partner comes from the mystery #as part of the rememberance she wants to know the memories and motivations behind acheron #but there is a cost for knowledge #and this time the memories she saw was not something anyone should see #acheswan #<-is that the tag?#not qsmp sorry the hsr brainrot is taking over a little as well

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incorrect-hs-quotes · 8 months

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Rose: The funniest part of therapy to me is when you first come in and you're exchanging niceties and they say "Hello! How are you" and you say "I'm fine how are you :)" and then 30 seconds later they put on their therapist voice and say "So how are you doing?" and you go "Well Lisa. Believe it or not I'm doing Bad"

#homestuck #incorrect homestuck quotes #rose lalonde #mod terezi #it really do be like that #actually no it don't #if i have shit on my mind i don't do the little song and dance i do a swan dive into that shit

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not-so-brave-toaster · 1 month

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You know I wasn't really expecting to click on a jd theory video and see my own meme in it 😅

But thank you Ocean Unknown (not sure what's their @ here) for making me a part of this amazing video (as well as other people from here)

If you haven't seen it yet GO WATCH IT NOW 🫵🫵

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#Also thank YOU GUYS for liking my silly little creations #it means a lot to me #just dance #just dance 2024 #dance with the swan #Youtube

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dancerdiaries · 4 months

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I'm in Swan Lake this semester, and I'm having the time of my life about it 😊

#I've never done swan lake before #I'm in little swans too which has been on my bucket list for like 10 years #ballet #dance

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shiteatinggrin · 9 months

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how come we always talk about how tchaikovsky wrote legendary songs for the swan lake barbie movie, but we never say anything about mendelssohn writing splendid music for the iconic movie the twelve dancing princesses

#barbie swan lake #barbie the twelve dancing princesses #tchaikovsky #mendelssohn #my little think thoughts

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mister-eames · 11 months

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WHY would you plant the idea of Arthur, Closeted King of DDR in my head? Incredible! Literally canon, and NOBODY!! Can convince me otherwise 😤

Ahahaha just doing my duty!!!!! If I must suffer with this knowledge I need to inflict it upon others. Arthur is King of DDR. He's a foot-tapping, boot-scooting, DDR champion. Eames even stole a rare, vintage machine for him! Allegedly!

You're welcome 😁

#inception arthur #he's a competitive little freak and i love him for it!#you dont get the grace and coordination to swan around a spinning hallway without a few dance classes #just sayin

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nerice · 1 year

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gray piano playing is actually a vry conflicted thruline for me bc it's. screenplay indulgence running away from me ww there is actually only two canon piano mentions (one in eli's study. funny enough that's the original mention) which he plays before fauve spooks him (always💖) but he can't. actually play it's just an Ear For Music type detail (dancer guy first and foremost always!!!!!!!!!!!! enjoys being around songs enough that they worm his brain)(also smth smth downlow moon aesthetics. inv moon touching eternal cities n their melody.. always revolving around it. a) anwy the second canon scene is [ultimate secret indulgence] n he doesn't remember playing it that night so :)! my point is. dancer guy >>>>>>>> piano guy

#main tge also only has two little callbacks to piano aes but minor just fkcin got away from me #on account of [i lost my heart / my home is the ocean] same fkcin cornerstone as (redacted canon scene..) gng.#also bc while i cannot resist some dancing indulgence in minor it's too sacred black swan territory for me to pull it a 2nd time #which is also weird bc gray is like. has no innate partner preference as long as he gets to dance (it takes two... cornerstone gap moe ww)#linn just has an edge above others in canon due to ctc & always being available & general What They Have etc #let's not forget dancing was also her aes before it was his.... 2014 lucea hsau deeplore lmao #this post is ALSO getting away from me hi #shadowblogging

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favvnsongs · 2 years

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top 5 movies from childhood? top 5 songs?

I'm gonna give you the movies that I can remember watching over and over the most as a kid; that may or may not be the same answer lmfao. also these aren't like, 1-5 least to most most or whatever. yknow.

swan princess

the road to el dorado

cats don't dance

all dogs go to heaven (and anastasia, but if we're picking don bluth movies)

balto

#like. im a little medicated rn i couldnt tell you WHY i was (still am) obsessed with these #but like. theyre lovely. im so nostalgic for the swan princess and all dogs go to heaven #cats dont dance is honestly So Unappreciated????

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gremlingottoosilly · 2 months

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König x Ballet dancer!Reader?

You passed through years of training. Being accepted into one of the famous ballet schools of Vienna was nothing to snooze about - and you were on track to become yet another nameless swan in the second row. With a shelve life of just about 10 years, your life was set to be a parade of mediocrity from the start. Without a rich sponsor to give you connections and without any of your professors looking at you twice, you exited college with a stable job in the background. Sometimes, accepting scraps being thrown at the main dancers, you knew your place - you ached for dance and beauty, and you got it. This is why a bouquet of blood-red roses sitting heavily in your hands still feels like a dream. The man in front of you is not a normal opera guest. His suit is tailored - not for the sake of showing off the price, but because this man is simply too huge for anything made in-store, no matter how expensive the store is. His suit is tailored professionally and yet, he still looks uncomfortable. A mountain of a man confined into the prison of tight fabric - you tilts your head to the side, wondering what is he doing here. He is wearing a black mask, which is normal for many patrons - especially the older ones, still afraid to die after what happened just a few years ago. You can only see his eyes and you're getting lost in the cold. It reminds you of a mountain snow. Of the white fabric of your dress - and suddenly, you almost feel like breaking your perfect posture. You don't look into the viewer's seats while you're dancing, but you can't shake the feeling that you recognize this heavy stare from somewhere. He was following your every movement while you were on the stage, not caring for the beauty of the front dancer and the elegant movements of your peers. You're painfully average in everything - but his attention never fails to get on you. He is giving you gruff, cut-out compliments. Something about your legs, your hips. Something dirty about the way you look in that tight tutu, and you almost gather the strength to slap him, but then he flashes his credit card, and it feels like a ticket out of mediocrity. Always the second last in the deep row, you never had any fans looking at you like this. With this amount of longing, of depravity. You start getting better roles after he started to show up. You're not sure why and how - he has money, that's for certain, but he definitely doesn't seem like the type to have connections in the industry. If you had to guess, you would see him as working in the military - but no one from Austrian army would have as much influence, not in your country. If you had to guess, this guy is dangerous, and you're almost terrified to see the dark red flash of flowers every time you exit backstage and see him. But, oh, he presses you against the walls and kisses you. But, oh, he can lift you up so easily and force you to grind on his knee in search for pleasure - you have stamina, all dancers have it, and he knows he can go for much longer than with a regular girl. Your affection is bought with compliments and euro bills stuck in your leotard like you're a cheap whore, but you almost feel like a French girl while he is holding you like this. He asks you about retirement. Tells you he would build you a dance studio in his house - something big, with space and perfect light. Give you all the attention you need. You almost feel yourself getting lost in his awkwardness. Little did you know he wasn't really asking.

#cod #konig x reader #konig #yandere konig #cod x reader

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dancerdiaries · 2 months

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I've been thinking about the swan hierarchy in Swan Lake. For some reason it's just really funny to me that there's a pecking order (pun, lol) in this sad, sad lake.

Clearly Odette is the leader. Okay, I'll accept it, even though I don't know why these swan maidens would pick her in particular. And it's evident she was chosen, judging by how the swans always put her in the center of all their formations. Why, though?

And what about the big swans and the four little swans? They're clearly more important than the normal swans. What makes them so special? What's their story? All we know about them are some are big and some are smol and for some reason that makes them important.

I think most of the swans are the "middle children" of the bunch while the eldest and youngest get special treatment.

#i also started laughing in the car about the idea of alpha and beta swans #as a little swan i am a beta swan and honestly that fits because i could never pull a handsome prince like odette #clearly i had too much time standing on the sidelines in rehearsal today #dance #ballet #swan lake

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darknight3904 · 5 months

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𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪: ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴀ ᴘᴇʀꜰᴇᴄᴛ ʀᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱʜɪᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴍᴀʀᴛᴇꜱᴛ ʙᴏʏ ᴀᴛ ꜱᴄʜᴏᴏʟ ᴏɴʟʏ ꜰᴏʀ ɪᴛ ᴛᴏ ꜰᴀʟʟ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴅᴜʀɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ 10ᴛʜ ᴀɴɴᴜᴀʟ ʜᴜɴɢᴇʀ ɢᴀᴍᴇꜱ

ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴛᴡᴏ

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ᴀʟʟᴜꜱɪᴏɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇx, ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʙᴏᴏʙ ᴍᴀɴ. ʙᴀꜱᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴏɴɢ ʙʏ ᴛᴀʏʟᴏʀ ꜱᴡɪꜰᴛ. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ʀᴀᴛʜᴇʀ ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ. ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ!

You could feel his eyes on you, it had been like this for months. Coriolanus Snow's eyes followed you nearly everywhere you went. From your class presentations to where you sat in the cafeteria with your peers, those strikingly blue eyes were always watching. Arachne had called it "unnerving" and "downright creepy" but what she didn't know was that you loved it. Knowing that you had the smartest boy in the class wrapped around your finger felt empowering, it also helped that you had been in a relationship with said boy for months now.

It had been sudden, the beginnings of the relationship with him. Sejanus was the one who pointed him out to you. Perhaps he was just trying to put in a good word for his friend but before you knew it Coriolanus was bringing you white roses and brushing your hair from your face. He'd present you with little folded pieces of paper, made to look like swans or butterflies and you cherished each one, your desk drawer at home was filled with his gifts. You and Coriolanus had agreed not to walk around the academy flaunting your relationship and opted for a much more discreet version of boyfriend and girlfriend when in public. That promise of secrecy didn't exactly stop hushed gossip and rumors that flew around the school. You'd deny any ideas of dating but you knew so many of your peers saw right through this act. Of course, all this secrecy, just meant he was all the more touchy in private. Even now, as you sat in his lap at your desk, trying to focus on the essay that was due tomorrow.

"It's perfect. You always get good marks anyway."He said, his fingertips dancing around your waist trying to get you to pull your attention from the paper before you.

"Easy to say when you have the highest marks." You pointed out, squirming when his fingers brushed a particularly ticklish spot.

"True, but you've always been a better writer than me. Don't you want to eat some of that food your maid brought in? It smells wonderful." He nodded to the large cart of food that had been sitting in your room, ignored for the past ten minutes.

One thing about your charming boyfriend was that he was always hungry. Coriolanus never turned down any of your suggestions of what to eat and was constantly eager to try whatever your family's cook whipped up when he was visiting you. His explanation for this constant hunger was that the Snow's cook was simply terrible but they couldn't fire him since their grandmother loved him so.

"I guess we can eat." You sigh placing your essay neatly into a folder, and standing to let him up from your desk chair.

You carefully helped your boyfriend place some of the food on your oversized bed. Another thing about him was that he highly enjoyed eating while sitting on your bed with you, of course, you couldn't blame him your bed was irresistibly soft.

"Do you honestly think that Arachne has the best hair in the class?" He laughed

"It's always pinned so neatly! Not to mention how her hair bows always compliment her makeup!" You point out

" I personally believe that there's another who has the best hair." He says, popping a grape into his mouth

"Oh really, who? And don't say Sejanus or Festus because we both know you'd be lying." You laugh, taking another bite of the chicken on your plate.

"It is obviously me." Coriolanus says "Have you seen my curls?"

He's dead serious about the statement but you can't help but laugh.

"What's so funny?" He asks, reaching over to poke at your stomach as you giggle at him

"You're just so confident, it's kind of funny." You smile

"Oh please, you act like my looks aren't the whole reason you were interested in me in the first place." He points out.

"That is not fair." You groan, knowing it is true. Coriolanus' good looks had definitely helped him get the girl. It didn't help that his words were equally as charming.

"Don't worry, I know your hundreds of ex-boyfriends don't compare to me." He smirks, pulling you to his side

"It's not hundreds." You snort, sure, you dated quite a few boys in the past but, so far none of them have ever held a candle to your Coryo.

Coriolanus found himself fully enraptured by your presence. From the way you'd double knot your shoes to the soft cherry red lipstick, you wore when he'd take you out on dates that he made sure were cheap yet incredibly tasteful. He felt incredibly reckless whenever he was with you, the way he'd find himself blurting out the craziest things in your presence was simply uncanny. Even now as you sat, awaiting him in bed, he knew you were going to somehow drag some crazy statements out of his mouth even when he swore he wouldn't blab on about god only knows what.

"Hope you didn't miss me too much." He teases when he exits your bathroom, slipping under the covers with you

"Don't get cocky." You laugh, pulling the covers up to hide your chest.

Coriolanus hated that you did that after sex. He had just been inside you, and yet you insisted on hiding what was probably his favorite part of you under the silky sheets that adorned your bed. Sure, he wanted to respect your boundaries and all, but he also wanted to be able to use your chest as his personal pillow.

"Stop staring at them." You scold, trying to wiggle away from his arms that were wrapping around you under the blankets.

"I can't help it, they're so soft." He says, burying his face in your neck, inhaling your scent.

"You're so strange." You laugh, running a hand through those wonderfully curly locks

"You love it." He sighed into your skin.

Months later, one day before the 10th Annual Hunger Games

You couldn't believe it. Coriolanus had blown you off. You had planned a date, a simple one really just a little picnic with some of his favorite foods and he never showed up. He had been acting strange ever since reaping day but when he had agreed earlier to your picnic idea you had been elated. You initially had thought he was just nervous since he got stuck with the District 12 girl but now you could see why he was acting so oddly. The moment you saw him standing in that damn cage at the zoo next to her, holding her hand, you knew exactly what was going on, he was interested in a girl who would be dead in days. His songbird was pretty, she'd give him that but what the hell did Lucy Gray have to offer your Coryo that you didn't already possess? Sure, she was a good singer that was obvious but other than that what did she have? Certainly not riches or manners to win your boy over and yet she was doing it anyway, she was singing her songs and casting a spell over your Coriolanus. You wondered if she was even truly interested in him, what if she was just trying to survive and Coryo was falling for it like an idiot?

It took quite a bit of self-control not to toss something at his head when he entered your room.

"I'm sorry...I know I missed your picnic." He said, crossing the room quickly

"You're only sorry for missing my picnic?" You ask, not rising from your seat

"What are you talking about? I'm here to apologize for standing you up. I was with Lucy Gray she needed food and I wanted to talk to her about strategy for the games." He said

"Really? You were talking strategy with her?" You roll your eyes, pointing to the television in your room which was paused on the broadcast Lucky Flickerman had done earlier that afternoon. Lucky was the focus of the shot but in the background, anyone with eyes could see Coriolanus Snow and Lucy Gray overly close to one another.

"I don't think talking strategy requires wiping her tears for her Coryo." You say

"She's just scared, I felt bad for her." He lies

"So you were just comforting her?" You ask

"Yes. Nothing more." He says

Jealousy reared its ugly head and set a bitter taste in your mouth. Did he honestly expect you to believe that?

"You're a man of many talents, Coryo but you're not a very good liar." You point out before clicking a button on your remote to show him the next thing you want him to see.

You want to laugh at the way his eyes widen at what you're showing him.

"She kisses you here, Coryo. I'm sure you would've continued too if you weren't so caught up in your own desires for that Plinth Prize." You point out, letting the footage play of him and Lucy Gray in the dark at the zoo which had to have been not even an hour ago.

"Are you spying on me?" He asks, offended

"You forget my mother's position in the Capitol, Coryo. She pioneered the advanced cameras The Hunger Games uses each year. Did you honestly think that there wouldn't be cameras watching the Tributes through the night?" You laugh

"So you're watching me?" He asks, clearly upset that you caught him red-handed

"You're the one skipping out on a relationship that is more important than anything that Songbird could offer." You coldly say

"You're crazy," Coriolanus says backing away from you and your camera footage

"You're one to talk, Coryo. Have you looked in the mirror recently?" You laugh, standing up

"Jealousy isn't a good look on you." He says

"And cheating isn't a good one on you." You counter

"That wasn't cheating." He says

"Really? And what do you call kissing another person who isn't in your relationship called?" You ask

"I don't need to explain my actions to you." He says

"You don't have to." You say "I hope she's worth all your trouble, considering she could die tomorrow."

"She'll win." He assures himself

"If she doesn't I'm sure you'll be quite sad, given you're so taken with her." You say, walking over to your desk where a vase of white roses sits, he gave them to you the day of the reaping. You pull them from the vase and walk towards him.

"What are you doing?" He asks as you get closer

"Returning your gifts." You say sharply before tossing them at him "Give them back to Grandma'am I'm sure she'll be glad to have them back in her greenhouse."

"You're acting insane." He says holding the roses gently

"I'm not. I'm just responding to everything you've done." You say coldly

"You know all those past boyfriends of yours, one of them said you were insane. I should have listened." He says, pointing an accusing finger at you

"Oh please. I'm insane?" You laugh

"Yeah, you are. And this," He points to himself and then you "Is over."

You watch as Coriolanus tosses his roses on the floor before storming out of your room, and presumably out of your family's home. From your window that overlooks the front of the house, you see him cast one more glance at you from the front yard.

"Oh, Coryo, you'll come running back."

Part 2

In case anyone reading this is wondering I do not hate Lucy Gray in any way so don't come after me.

The teaser for Part Two can be found here

#coriolanus snow #young coriolanus snow #fanfic #the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #lucy gray baird #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow smut #coriolanus snow fluff #tbosas #katniss everdeen #peeta mellark #tom blyth #rachel zegler #Spotify #Youtube

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