#dancer reader

[annie115]

The right rhythm (LN4 x Dancer!Reader)

Summary: Lando joined his friends to a dance off and couldn´t keep his eyes off one particular dancer..

Warnings: none, just fluff :)

A/n: I´m currently in love with watching dance off´s on Youtube so this is just a blurb idea I had :) Let me know if you like it! :)

To the rhythm

It was race week in Silverstone, UK. The drivers were already at the track on Wednesday, since Thursday´s were usually media days. It was lunch time and some of the drivers were having lunch together. Charles took a bite of his chicken ceasar salad before looking up. “Alex do you have your PlayStation with you? We could play Fifa or something tonight, all together”, he suggested and George and Lando excitingly agreed. Alex shook his head. “I have it with me but me and Lily are going to London this afternoon”, he answered and Lando frowned. “London? It´s like three hours away what do you want there?” he asked and Lily, Alex girlfriend, scoffed. “Oh my god! Lando you don’t know?” she asked playfully disappointed which made Lando frown even more. Lily chuckled.

“World of the dances takes place in London tonight. It´s the final of my favourite dance show and my favourite dance crew happens to be there. I´m so excited!” Her eyes were glowing from happiness. Alex wasn’t so excited but he would of course join his girlfriend. “Hey, why don’t you come with us?” he asked the group. Charles, Lando and George looked at each other. Finally, Charles spoke up. “I don’t know, we don’t even have tickets. And I´ve never been to a dance show.” “It´s so fun! Really, it´s such a vibe you just have to experience it once! And I´m sure there are still tickets available”, Lily interrupted him. “Also, a friend of mine dances there so I´m sure I can get more tickets anyway.” Alex smiled, he would like the guys to come with him. “You know what? I´m in”, Lando suddenly said and smiled. “I´ve also never been to this kind of thing but I suppose it´s fun”. The others agreed and so a few hours later they made their way to the English capital.

Since George took Carmen with him they drove to London with two cars. Charles´ Ferrari and Alex Mercedes. The drive was fun, the drivers enjoyed to spend time together besides from racing. When they arrived the location where the show should take place they stunned. A lot of people were gathering around the arena and Lando raised an eyebrow. “I´m sorry but I would have never thought that so many people are interested in dancing”, he said and Lily laughed. “Lando, what exactly do you think this is? Like what kind of dance?” she asked and Lando thought about it. “Isn´t it like pair dance?” he asked and Lily burst out in laughter. Alex chuckled and shook his head slightly. “Mate, it´s hip hop and breakdancing. It´s pretty cool, really”, he said and Lando blushed.

The show was about to begin and the drivers were sitting in the front row, thanks to Lily´s connection. Suddenly, everything went dark and the crowd started cheering. All in all, it was extremely loud in the arena, since the fans were screaming and yelling. Lily said that’s normal because the fans were just celebrating and supporting their favourite crews. After a host was saying a few words he introduced the first crew of the night. How Lily explained earlier, every crew can show three dance choreographies, one only with girls, one only with guys and a mixed one.

When her favourite crew came on stage, Lily cheered loudly. Six girls were arriving on stage with big smiles when they heard the crowd. They stood in a formation and started dancing, when the music started. They were dancing to the song “Little Girl Gone” by Chinchilla. They were pretty good, everybody thought so but Lando couldn’t keep his eyes away from one girl in particular. The way she moved her body to the beat and smiled when the drop hit. The way she sometimes sang along, her long brown ponytail was waving to her moves. All girls were wearing wide black sweatpants and white crop tops, with a black jacket. Lando couldn’t stop staring at her. Her body was perfect, he thought. She was not very tall, maybe 5 feet 2. Her boobs had the perfect size and her ass.. juicy and big just like he loved it. Lando swallowed dryly when his brain started to imagine things which weren’t appropriate, since he didn’t even know her. But the way she moved and smiled into the crowd made him feel as if he would’ve never not known her. He didn’t notice how Charles looked to him, smirking like an idiot.

When the dance was over, the girls saluted and smirked before disappearing from stage. Lando swallowed again and grabbed Charles water bottle to take a sip. “Don’t look at me like that” he said and Charles chuckled. The next dances were also incredibly good, but not one could compare to the girls dance.

The last dance was announced and it was the one from Lily´s favourite dance crew, now with every member. About 30 people were entering the stage and Lando was looking for his girl, but he couldn’t spot her.

They were dancing to a mash up, a mix from various songs. When the song “Naughty Girl” from Beyonce came on, his girl was in front again, with a guy. The song was remixed and they were dancing along, moving their bodies to the beat. Lando didn’t like the guy, of course not. He didn’t understand what was going on with him, he didn’t even know her name but he already felt overly  possessive.

The choreography was incredible and everybody stood up, applauding and cheering. It was pretty sure that they´ve won the final and they were hugging each other.

After the show, Lily turned to the boys. “I´d like to say hello to my friend backstage, care to join me?” Charles clapped his hand on Lando´s back. “Of course we do!” he said and laughed while Lando was rolling his eyes. They made their way through a hallway to get behind the stage, where Lily screamed when she saw her friend. To Lando´s disappointment it wasn’t his girl. “You were amazing!!!” Lily screamed and hugged her tightly. They were chatting about this and that, when the dancer looked at the drivers. “It´s so nice to meet you all! Oh my god, my friend is in love with Formula One, I will get her so she can meet you if that’s okay?” she asked and the drivers nodded. “Yeah, sure. Bring her over”, Charles said and smiled, also hoping it was the girl Lando liked. He knew that he had a rough time with girls in the past, he would be happy for him if he met her, especially since he had been so fond of her during the show. Charles had to hide his grin when Lily´s friend came back with exactly that brown haired girl Lando watched on stage.

Lando couldn’t stop looking at her. Her face and her blue eyes were glowing and she blushed a little when she stood in front of the drivers. “Guys, this is y/n”, Lily´s friend introduced her and she smiled. “It´s so nice to meet you, really. I´ve been a Formula One fan since I can remember”, y/n said and Lando´s heart skipped a beat.

Her voice sounded exactly like he imagined it. Sweet but not too high pitched. Y/n looked at the drivers and stopped at Lando, simply because his ocean blue eyes were locked with hers. He quickly ran his hand through his hair and smiled. Everybody around noticed the tension and Lily and her friend chuckled. “Hey, we always go to a pub and have dinner after a show, why don´t you guys join us?” she suddenly said and y/n smiled big. Everybody agreed and the dancers left to change their outfits and to freshen up a little.

“So, Lando. She´s cute huh?” Lily asked and smirked while Lando pressed his lips together. “Yeah”, he stated and blushed a little. “Mate, I´ve never seen you that smitten over somebody. We´ll make sure you sit next to each other”, George laughed.

Just a bit later they were all gathered around a round table in a corner of a pub, ordering some fries, hamburgers and drinks. As promised, the guys managed to have Lando sat down next to y/n who smiled at him. She always thought that he was incredibly good looking and now that she met him she noticed that he was even more adorable. His curls screamed for her attention but she guessed it would be a bit weird to just ask him if she could touch his hair. Everybody was involved in talks so Lando turned to her. “So, when did you start dancing? You were incredible on stage today”, he said and smiled shily. Y/n blushed a little and smiled. “I started when I was twelve, so I´m doing it for like 12 years now. I´m 24”, she said and he smiled. “´99 girlie hm?” he laughed and she chuckled, nodding.

They continued with the small talk and everybody around the table could see the sparks flying between the two of them. “Have you ever been to a race?” Lando asked eventually and y/n shook her head, disappointed. “No, I haven’t. I already wanted to come to the one in Silverstone but the tickets are honestly so expensive-“ she stopped talking, embarrassed of that she just admitted to not have enough money to afford a Grand Prix ticket. Lando tilted his head a little when she blushed. He smiled lightly and took her hand in his. “I think that the tickets are way too expensive, y/n. So you don’t need to be ashamed of not being able to afford it. I actually think most people can´t.” She nodded slowly. “How about I take you to the paddock this weekend?” he asked and smirked, showing her his little gap between his teeth. She had to chuckle and her eyes started to shine again. “Really? I would love that! I mean only if it´s no problem of course”, she said and he laughed. “It would be my pleasure.”

Saturday came and y/n made her way to the paddock entrance. She arrived in Silverstone yesterday and Lily got her the pass so that she wouldn’t have a problem to get in. Lando was already waiting for her and pulled her into a warm hug. “I´m so glad you came”, he whispered in her ear, sending shivers down her spine. “I can´t believe I´m finally here”, y/n said with a big smile. She followed Lando to his garage, stayed there while he absolved his last practice session. She was so excited when Qualifying started and even more when Lando got fastest lap in Q1. She jumped off her chair and cheered, a few faces looking at her, smiling. It´s been a while since Lando brought a girl to the garage and they were happy seeing him so happy. During the short break between Q1 and Q2 Lando hopped out of the car to head to y/n. “Oh my god, Lan you were flying!” she cheered and he smiled big. “Be my lucky charm for the next round okay?” he asked with a wink before he disappeared again. Y/n couldn’t stop smiling, the butterflies flying around in her stomach. Lando drove out of the garage and managed to be fastest in Q2 again, due to some issues Red Bull and Ferrari seemed to face.

Before Q3 started, a mechanic came up to y/n with a headset. “He wanted you to wear that, so you can hear him in the car”, he said and her eyes widened. She took the headset and put it over her ears. “Be ready for me taking Pole, honey”, Lando whispered and she immediately turned into a tomato, a few engineers around her chuckling from his words.

Y/n bit her nails while Lando was flying over the track, being faster than anybody else. Unfortunately, Max Verstappen was also on a very good lap. This was a matter of a few thousands of a second. Max crossed the finish line, beaming himself up on Pole Position but Lando just turned into the last corner. “Come on, come on!” y/n whispered excitedly and again jumped off when Lando crossed the finish line and put his name on the top of the grid list. “Yes!!!” she yelled and hopped up and down. Lando´s car got pulled into the garage and he stood up, quickly removing his helmet and his balaclava. His eyes were searching for her but she already was storming towards him. “You made it!!” she screamed and hugged him in stormy embrace. He put her face between his hands and smirked. “You really are my lucky charm, hm?” he asked before he pressed his lips on hers.  

#lando norris x reader #lando norris #lando norris fluff #lando norris imagine #formula one imagine #formula one #dancing #dancer reader #ln4 x reader

[idontplaytrack]

‘…a lot of things happen in parked cars.’

Janis ‘Imi’ike x tall dancer! reader

Warnings: MDNI, smut. dom!reader/bratty sub! Janis + switch dynamics. Mentions of masturbation and phone sex, clothing gag(Janis receiving), squirting(reader receiving)

Requested? [Yes]/No ps. I'm not a dancer so pls forgive any errors in terminologies :') here you go, anon! hope you like it.

Janis hasn’t seen you in two weeks. Because you’d been training for a dance competition and then out of town for it. So…that meant that you haven’t been able to see her as well. Your third and final competition was in Illinois, so you were at least closer to Janis. You'd been planning on surprising Janis the minute you were done with your competition once you found out that your last stop was back home.

Taking a final bow onstage with your teammates, you rushed offstage to change and get rid of your makeup. Weaving through the crowd of fellow dancers, and some parents, you've failed to spot a certain someone. You stood in front of a mirror backstage to remove your makeup, all the while thinking about being able to see Janis soon. In the reflection, a familiar silhouette catches your eye- you blink furiously and squinted, but it was long gone. Suddenly, a pair of arms wrapped around you from behind, causing you to gasp. "Oh, my God."

"Hi, y/n."

Janis...Janis?!

You quickly spun around and you saw her looking up at you. "What are you doing here?!" You asked excitedly, leaning down to capture her lips. Finally.

"To surprise you." She shrugs, "I just couldn't wait any longer to see you."

“Your hair…” You notice the colour change in the ends of her hair. It was now a dark pink.

“Decided it was time for a change.” She shrugs.

“Well, I think you look amazing as usual.” You smiled and she mirrors yours. “Let me just finish removing my makeup then we can go, alright?”

“Sure.” Her eyes fell onto your team’s trophy that was on a teammate’s dressing table behind you, “Second place? That’s amazing.”

“Eh.” You shrug. “Okay, I’m ready- let’s go.”

“Where to?” Asked Janis.

“How’d you get here? On Damian’s grandma’s jazzy?” You teased.

“No, he’s on a date.” She guffawed, “I got my license and a car.”

“Your what? And- a what?” You stopped in your tracks. “When was this?”

“A week ago.” She flashes you a playful grin, “How were you planning on getting outta here?”

“I didn’t think you’d come here, and my parents are both way too busy with their work to care, so probably the bus?” You shrugged.

“Okay…is your sister home?”

“Yes, she has her friends over. Why?”

“Then we’re not going to yours…” She pulls you in for a kiss. Not just any kiss, but a deep, longing one. You broke away, “And where do you suggest we go then?” You interlaced your fingers together.

“My house, but we’re gonna be spending some time in my car first.” Janis shrugs.

“Are you saying what I think you’re saying?” You ask, opening the door to the front passenger’s seat. You got in, and she does the same on the driver’s side.

“What do you think I’m saying, exactly?”

“That you’re horny.” You stated. Janis’ eyes widen, pursing her lips together as she started the car and drove off.

“Say it, tell me you want me to fuck you.” You demanded.

“In my car? Wow.” She quickly regained her composure. But that didn’t last for long, because once your hand found its way onto her thigh, she got flustered and you saw her cheeks flush a bright pink. “Two weeks is a long time, isn’t it, sweetheart?” You tickled her thigh lazily as she drove, “Besides…a lot of things happen in a parked car.” She shifts uncomfortably in her seat, telling you to wait. Then, she tells you to stop so you did, letting her drive in peace.

Eventually, you end up in a secluded park with her. No one was around, and with (barely) tinted windows, you had privacy to an extend. But, it was still a public place after all. “Get in the back?” You suggested, gathering that there was going to be barely enough room for both you and her up front. She obliged, quietly crawling into the backseat through the gap. While you on the other hand got out from the front seat and walked to the back, opening the door to get in. “Phone sex and touching yourself didn’t cut it?” You teased, twirling a lock of her hair with your finger as you cupped her cheek and kissed her.

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“You have curtains. Nice.” You realised, drawing them shut. She licked her lips, looking at you eagerly. “You wanna take your clothes off for me, baby?” You requested, fingers tracing her side. “Mhm.” She nodded, beginning to strip off her clothes, giving you a little show in the meantime. You watched her in anticipation and when she was fully naked, you pushed her onto the seat firmly but also making sure she didn’t hit her head on the door. Janis laid down across two seats, her legs spread wide open for you. She was absolutely ready for you- she’d been waiting for this moment for two weeks and it was finally within reach.

Beneath your touch, Janis was like putty- you could make her do whatever you please. “Palms up against the door.” You ordered, “I don’t want you to touch yourself.”

You’d gotten ahold of her underwear, holding on to it with your finger looped through the hems. You decided to stuff it in her mouth so she couldn’t make any noise for most of it. “Is that okay with you?” You asked her first, though. She agrees, so you went ahead with your decision. Next, your fingers started to tease her folds, ghosting her swelling clit in the process a few times. You saw her bit down onto the fabric in her mouth whenever you did, so that’s how you figured out where she wanted you to pay attention to first. Seeing that she was looking up at the ceiling of the car, you grabbed her face by the bottom of her chin so you could tilt it and have eye contact. “I want you to look at me, Janis. Look at me while I do this.” You smiled, leaning closer and closer to her cunt. Then, your tongue dove right in licking a stripe up from her entrance up to her clit. A muffled scream resounded through the small space.

“Naughty girl.” You chuckled against her folds, making her squirm, “So needy, so fast.” You spread her lips with your fingers to allow yourself easier access to her cunt, right as your middle and ring finger mercilessly rubbed her clit in circles. Loud whines and whimpers fell from her lips, you could hear them as though a layer of fabric wasn’t obstructing the sound.

“Look at me, baby girl. Don’t look away.” You reminded her, your voice low as you continued lapping up her juices that only seemed to keep flowing out of her. She was still looking at everywhere but where you wanted her to. “Look. At. Me.” You emphasised on each more. Your tongue alternated between pressing against her clit and circling it, forcing higher pitched sounds of pleasure from her throat. When you teeth were felt just grazing her sensitive bundle of nerves ever so slightly, her head snapped towards you in an instant, her eyes fixated on yours. Satisfied, you continued your mission to bring her to her climax. “Good girl.”

“y/n.” She calls your name, causing you to break away from her.

“Yeah?” You ask.

One of her hands leave its position on the door and she pointed to the piece of lingerie in her mouth. She wanted it out, so you removed it. “I’m sorry, it was getting a little- uh, a little suffocating.”

“That’s okay.” Your eyes softened as you observed her face, little beads of sweat were forming along her hairline, flyaways clung to her skin and her chest, heaving due to the slight breathlessness your advances. You placed the underwear on her stomach, soon paying no mind to it as you continued to pump your fingers in and out of her. As you continued to work her clit with your tongue, you feel Janis tighten around your fingers a couple times. “Oh, fuck,” She cursed. “Yeah, nothing beats you actually inside of me, y/n.”

“Good.” You smirked, curling up your two fingers inside her to attack her g-spot, at the same time having your thumb pressing down on her clit. A sure-fire move to push her over the edge. And goddamn, she was practically creaming on your fingers as her walls continued to clench around you in an erratic manner. Hearing her repeatedly moaning your name brought you close enough to your own orgasm without even needing any other form of stimulation from her- that’s how much you’d missed her in the two weeks. You were desperate for release, just like she was. Janis’ petite frame shook uncontrollably as she came down from her high, you found yourself whining hearing her voice, her noises…every little one sent electric shocks down your spine as you worked yourself to your peak. “Hey!” She exclaimed, “That’s not fair, babe. You said i couldn’t touch myself and here you are, touching yourself.”

“You wanna help me, then? Baby?” You pulled her up by the hand as she pushes your back against the door on your side.

“Of course, I do, y/n.” She grins happily, watching your dripping cunt. Janis grabs your ankles and held your legs above the height of her shoulders as she immediately plunged three fingers into your tightness to drive you nuts, moaning and crying for her.

“You’ve been such a good girl, Janis.” You smiled contentedly.

“Always have, always will.” She winks, her shyness was soon taken over by eagerness the more vocal you were. She enjoyed watching you fold under her actions, but not as much as she enjoyed being overpowered by you, having you boss her around. Still, you being the bottom was a treat for her all around. Her little trick to provide you with more friction as good as sends you flying over the edge as you watched yourself unravel, squirting all over her face. “Holy fuck!” You gasped, “Oh, shit. I’m so sorry.”

“I’m not.” She wipes her face off swiftly, “You’re so hot when you’re whining for me, y/n. Such a treat for me when you’re not the one fucking me into oblivion.”

You licked your lips, pursing them together in order to not give her what she wants- another whine from you. Your breath was ragged, your cheeks warm and red as she continued to stare into your soul, “Nuh-uh, we gotta play fair. You gotta keep your eyes on me too.” Janis caresses your cheek, crashing her lips onto your own. Her teeth tugs onto your lower lip just enough to give her a moan. “Can you give me one more, y/n?”

You knew she could make you come again. And she did, minutes after the first. Proudly having you shaking from the intense climaxes, she finally stops, allowing you catch your breath.

“Where the fuck did that come from?” You panted, referring to her topping you for a round two.

“Like you said…two weeks is a long time. I’ve learnt a thing or two from having to fuck myself every time I was yearning your touch.”

#requested #auli’i cravalho #janis ‘imi’ike #mean girls 2024 #mean girls #lesbian #lgbtqia #queer #wlw fanfic #wlw #smut #x reader #reader insert #female reader #dancer reader

[mikazenin]

just thinking about bf! dabi who has a dancer s/o. whenever dabi finishes his missions early or when he ditches the league, he would always go to your house and watch you practice a dance you wanted to learn. he won't admit it but he finds it cute whenever you get excited when you see him enter through the door, jumping around infront of him because you mastered a hard choreography and wanted to show him right away. your house isn't that big enough and you don't have the money to have your own dance room but you'd always rearrange your furniture when practicing, mostly in the living room or the bedroom. you had always loved dancing and dabi supports you on your passion, he would be intrigued by how good you were at it and how its easy for you to learn a choreography. you also attend dance classes to which dabi often visits using his secretive yet suspicious disguise and you covering up for him, he would be silently watching you and your friends in the practice room through his black shades and a grin would form on his lips that was covered by a black mask. another thing dabi wouldn't admit is he fucking hates and he's fucking jealous when you and one of your friends are practicing a dance where it's only the two of you, a low scoff under his breath would be let out when your friend would lay his finger on your skin during the dance to which he considered was too "intimate". but he would be reassured when he observes that you only saw them as a friend and nothing else, he would feel calmer when you approach him right after the practice and ask him what his thoughts were about it, always lighting up his mood. one thing dabi loves when visiting your dance practice is when everyone in the place has left and you had told your manager that you would stay up to practice and that you would be the one to close it, he finds it surprising when the manager agreed on having you close the place, they must have a lot of trust on you considering how long you've been in the place. he would be much more comfortable when it's just the two of you because then he can show himself and yell out comments while you practice infront of the big mirror. dabi's comments are usually just praises on how good you are but oftentimes, he would slip in very intimate ones that have you getting embarrassed and blushing so hard that you get lost in the song playing in the background, resulting in dabi getting playfully smacked for making you embarrassed because you had to start from the beginning of the song and choreography. there was one time when it was late at night and you and dabi were still in the dance place, the two of you were talking and sitting on the floor after you practiced a song and was currently taking a break. “sit right here, doll.” he cooed, patting the floor infront of his figure as you obliged him and crawled towards it. sitting so close infront of him as you felt dabi wrapped his arms around you, his head going towards your neck and shoulder, planting small and sloppy kisses on it. you lowly whimpered his name when he was massaging your sides before one of his hand went down on your inner thighs, making you whimper again as dabi let out a chuckle at your voice before leaning towards your ear.

“my dancer doll.. don't you deserve a reward for working so hard?”

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02.16.2023 | main tumblr ; @pandemoniumtime | written by; alex.

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[euphoricdreamsidreamabout]

Tom Holland X Dancer!Reader Headcannons

Ok let's just say you were practicing in a secluded corner of the park with your headphones in and couldn't hear anything else other than the music.

You struck a really great pose and hit someone.

That someone was an innocent Tom holding his nose who was just trying to walk his dog.

You gasped and held his face as you tried to look at the damage

Tom looked at you with watery eyes and he instantly knew he was going to forget you in an instant.

Your soft hands cradled his face as you watched the blood stain his chin.

You put some tissues against his nose and tried to stop the bleeding.

He wrapped his arm around your shoulder as you walked to the nearest pharmacy while holding Tessa's leash.

( Ok maybe the pharmacy wasn't a great help but it was better than nothing.)

You stayed with Tom the whole time he was in the hospital and apologised every second you got.

Gosh you couldn't believe you hit one of your favourite actors.

Tom couldn't believe he got hit by one of his most favourite people in the world

He already knew your name by the bazillion videos he watched of you.

And that was how you and Tom met.

You exchanged numbers saying that you at least owed him a drink or something for breaking his nose

You guys went out after a week and the unofficial date was a disaster.

The dress you were gonna wear tore which made you late and Tom waited for you for almost 45 minutes.

And then when you finally reached the place Tom spilled his drink on your other dress.

You went to the bathroom and tried to get the stain out but you ended up with your whole dress wet... so you had to wait for some more time to let it dry off cause you couldn't go out there with a wet dress.

Tom waited for you the whole time while sipping his drink quietly.

Finally you went outside the bathroom and went back to your seat.

You guys both talked about your careers and what you guys loved doing and ended up being really great friends.

Tom started visiting you in your studios while you were practicing and you would help Tom learn his scripts whenever you went to his place.

Soon your admiration for each other turned into a crush and bloomed into a relationship.

You started hanging out with his brothers more and also met his parents who loved you so much.

Now

After almost a year of being with Tom you thought about announcing it in the world.

You were well known and he was also pretty popular because of which Tom didn't like the idea. He felt making their relationship public could ruin things. So you agreed and still haven't told the world.

(Though your fans kinda figured it out after seeing Tom leave the studio you practice in.)

Tom helps you practice everyday and even dances with you when you need a partner.

He tries to add kisses in the choreography and you always giggle at it.

He goes to every one of your performances and is always amazed by how you are so in sync with the beat.

Later on in your relationship you eventually move in with Tom and he converts an entire room into your own personal space. (He added a huge mirror on one of the walls and also added a whole speaker system.)

You show all of your choreographies to the boys and their reactions are always the best.

- "Wait! What ? How did your arms do that?"

- "Why are you so on beat?"

-_ "I helped her with that step." *smirks*

On valentine's day you made a very sexy number for Tom which obviously resulted in some stuff happening.

He would also give you a massage after you practiced too hard.

You were also friends with a lot of singers and other dancers.

This would result in you giving him his VIP tickets to his favourite artists concert.

He would also introduce you to many of your favourite actors.

Tom would also take pictures and videos of you for your work to put on all your socials.. (and the paparazzi has definitely caught you guys many times)

At last you guys would become fans' favourites and will probably have an awesome wedding with all those dance moves (especially Tom's ;)) ).

#tom holland x reader #dancer reader #dancer #tom holland headcanon

[ech0lesss]

bob x singer & dancer reader!! reader’s personality is very reserved and their very timid but singing brings out the real them. as cheesy as it sounds it the only way i could explain it! 😅 take your time :)

Ofc!! My aunt is a singer so I tried to relate it to that, like helping with merch and tours etc.

Content: Can be seen as before or after he went cannibalistic, gn reader, reader is implied to be a little bit shy, long headcanons, NOT proofread

Bob Velseb x Singer/Dancer Reader

The first time he met you was when you were on stage

He was enthralled by your performance, simply not being able to take his eyes off of you

Watching your every move and listening to every word you said, though he wasn’t actually focusing on what you were saying, he was just focused on you solely.

But the way you moved so gracefully, your voice resounded perfectly, everything you did held his eyes captive.

He decided to stick around and watch until you got off stage. He just had to speak to you, he needed to see you again.

So after you got off stage, he looked for you until he found you.

And when he did, he approached you, praising your performance, commenting on your moves and singing, telling you his name.

You were flattered, and said a simple “Thank you” in response.

He had to be honest, you weren’t as open as he thought you would be on stage, you were much more quiet than he had imagined.

But yet that didn’t change anything, he was in love with your performances.

He proceeded to ask you your name, where you were performing next, etc.

Giving him that information, he promised to be at your next show.

And he kept his promise just like he said he would.

At your next show, you noticed him in the crowd, smiling as he admired every bit of you.

You gave him a quick smile back, which caused to make him blush, but you didn’t see.

And again, after your performance, he approached you.

“Hey, remember me from last time? It’s Bob. Great performance up there!”

You were flattered, again, and thanked him.

He asked you about your performances, and you handed him a list of where you were gonna be performing for the next few weeks.

He thanked you, said goodbye, and moved on.

The next few weeks he was at your every performance, staying until you left, and constantly helping you with anything.

Over time you two started to grow closer, from just a fan to close friends.

You started to open up more, and be more outgoing towards him, but it was like you were a whole different person on and off stage!

One day after one of your performance, you gave him your number to contact you if he needed to know when you were going to be performing again or if you needed a friend to pick you up.

Bob used your number to text you and check on you regularly more than helping you out, but yet, you didn’t mind at all.

Every time you're on stage, you tend to look for bob in the crowd. And when you see him, he's always looking at you. His eyes are almost never anywhere else except you. Plus he's always smiling.

You don't really think much of it at the start, you just think he's a really big fan. But to him it's more than just that.

He's falling in love with you, and at first he also just thinks he really likes your talent.

The way your moves are executed so elegantly, your voice takes him to another place, and everything you do, it just takes him to another place far far away. He's completely dumbfounded and his eyes are stuck on you almost all the time. Even when your not performing, he's still look at you only.

Usually after you get off stage you two go to get a drink or a meal, and you two get closer every time.

To you, Bob was so nice, his touch so warm, and it was almost like you wanted to be around him all the time.

He was your biggest fan! He came to every single one of your performances, helping you with setting up your merch stands, etc.

You wouldn’t mind being around him more.

Right after one of your performances, you ran off the stage into his wide open arms and into a tight embrace.

He congratulated and praised you on your performance, telling you how great you were.

And you looked at him, into his eyes, while he looked into yours. Having a soft moment together, he leaned in and so did you.

(that was really corny 😭)

After that, you two started dating.

He loves taking you to restaurants and fancy places, but if you prefer being somewhere else where you don’t have to talk to many people he’ll take you to a nice spot in the forest where you two can picnic. <3

He likes to blow kisses at you while your on stage just to fluster you. He loves seeing you flustered.

Always suggests things you can do to improve your performance.

He wants to go on stage with you, but is too shy to.

He likes to watch you practice, and sometimes even joins you. He’s not that bad, surprisingly!

I’m just imagining him dancing with you… shdhbfjd

Overall super supportive 14/10 would recommend 😎

THIS WAS SO FUN TO WRITE AAAHHHH-

#bob velseb #bob velseb x reader #spooky month x reader #gn reader #singer reader #dancer reader #x reader #spooky month headcanons #bob velseb headcanons #echo writes

[it-happened-one-fic]

His Dream That, As of Yet, Remained Undreamt - Al Haitham

Author Notes: Behold, an unplanned sequel fic that was written solely because I decide to listen to that slowed reverb edit of the Albanian Remix of "Habibi" by Ricky Rich posted on Youtube by Lunaries again while writing. Anyhow, this is the sequel to the first Al Haitham fic I ever wrote and which is linked below, but you can probably read this as a stand alone of sorts. Reader is gender neutral, but they are also a dancer. This takes place post Sumeru archon questline I hope you enjoy.

Part 1: A Dream Thus Far Undreamt

Type: Fluff/romance (implied with great interest from Alhaitham)/gender-neutral reader/post Sumeru archon questline

Word Count: 872

Sheer fabrics swirled through the air, a spiraling vision of blue and red interspersed with golden threads that made the two dancers seem like the greatest treasures that this land owned.

Sumeru had changed since Azar had been displaced, the archon restored, and Al Haitham had become the Acting Grand Sage. The arts were no longer frowned upon, and the bazaar, with all its exotic scents and rousing music, was almost constantly filled with students from the Akademiya.

They were like starved men. Partaking in artistry that delighted both their eyes and ears for the first time as they consumed every form of art as if this were their only chance.

The smell of spices filled the streets, and voices could be heard everywhere, forcing one to strain to hear the music that the two women danced to. Each a different form of beauty and elegance in the way they interpreted their music.

Nilou was, without a doubt, the fan favorite. Kaveh himself had begun composing shoddy poetry that poorly described her flaming red hair and the blue silks of her robes. 

Unaware of her word bereft fan, Nilou smiled widely as she looked towards her fellow dancer, who joined her on stage in deep red robes that swirled gracefully around their form.

You were the less popular of the two for reasons beyond Al Haitham. Perhaps it was because he, unlike Kaveh, was not nearly as rabid in his affections, nor did he struggle amongst the throng of students in a wild attempt to watch the performance. Instead, he watched as he ever did, from a distant and raised position on a restaurant’s balcony.

Al Haitham was no fool. He knew that no mere words could ever describe the way you moved, looked, and even spoke. 

While Nilou’s smiles were like the bright sun that lit up the daytime so that workers could see their crafts and people could go about their lives, you were different. 

You were more like the moon. Possessing a gentleness that was at odds with warm-hued clothes you wore.

Yours was a beauty that seemed more mysterious and enchanting to Al Haitham. Perhaps this was the true reason you did not possess the fame of your fellow dancer.

Nilou was more recognized, and people were comfortable with her charms. It was less otherworldly and inexplicable.

Your charm, on the other hand, was more of the spellbinding variety. Something that few possessed and Al Haitham doubted he would ever truly understand. 

And that was why he suffered through Kaveh reciting his poetry while he remained silent and observed, as he always did.

The heavens had not recognized you as they had Nilou for her art and embodiment of beauty, but Al Haitham did. 

Al Haitham did and would continue to do so for a lifetime, even as your performance ended. 

Both you and Nilou gracefully spun to a stop as your hands interlocked, and you both stopped. Chest to chest, with your smiling faces toward the crowd who cheered and showered you both with flowers.

You both waved. Nilou, with endearing shyness that seemed to make the crowd rave still more. You, holding back and staying slightly behind your fellow dancer. 

But then it happened, and you caught Al Haitham off guard as you looked up and made eye contact with him, a gentle smile crossing your face as your eyes met his.

A tiny wave followed by a graceful inclination of your head was all you gave before your attention was taken by Nilou, who grasped your hands and pulled you to the front of the stage alongside her. Obviously wanting you to receive the same praise she was showered with.

The Acting Grand Sage was silent as he continued to gaze down at the two of you. Stunned that he had not only been noticed, but that you had smiled in a way that spoke of recognition.

Apparently he wasn't the only one who remembered your meetings in Port Ormos long before he’d known anything about the state of Sumeru’s Archon. Brief meetings, each of them, but they had made him intrigued by the possibility of a little thing called fate.

Because meeting you hadn’t seemed like an accident. It had seemed more like the beginning of a long path that had slowly been winding its way through numerous brief and often startling moments of seeing you through a crowd up until this day.

Al Haitham sat back, a smile crossing his features as his vision tunneled until you were his sole focus. It seemed that he had been noticed by his dream, that as of yet, remained undreamt.

The crowd slowly began to disperse, waved off by some of Nilou’s friends, and you were briefly left on stage alone, your head tilting back so that you once more looked up. Your sparkling eyes met his two-toned gaze as a knowing smile crossed your face again.

And it was then that Al Haitham knew this unspoken design of his would not remain wordless. It was high time that he at last approached his dream, which stemmed from days when the people of Sumeru did not dream unless it was wished for by the gods themselves.

#ah #Unplanned sequels #Genshin impact imagines #Al Haitham x reader #Kaveh mentioned #I felt like Kaveh would a fan of Nilou and kind of ran with it #Nilou mentioned #fluff #romance #dancer reader #gender neutral reader #Al Haitham #Sumeru #Kaveh #Nilou #Acting grand sage #Genshin impact #Genshin impact x you #Genshin impact x y/n #Genshin Impact as reader #Al Haitham x you #Al Haitham x y/n #mywritings #fic #Habibi #fanfiction #music

[lynnbeth5172]

Just me but…

I feel like there is so much potential with modern Aemond x dancer reader, LIKE!!! Especially if it could be enemies to lovers or sm cause then it could be close proximity

Or is this just me being me?

#modern aemond #dancer reader #this should be a thing

[nifflermini]

Finding You Pt.3

It’s always been funny to me, how often we easily spot things once we’re aware of them. Turns out that guy actually lives in my apartment building. I’ve seen him walking in from what ever he does during the day. (Y’know other than giving random girls heart attacks, because seriously, there’s no way he just naturally looks that good.) i even wave to the guy sometimes. And of course, he always waved back. But I never truly stop and hold a conversation.

Not because I don’t want to! Just because, knowing my history with guys in general, I’m not gonna do too great. I barely remember what I said last time, I just knos it was for sure, embarrassing af. Lucky me, it’s starting to go into ( Season) so I have a little big more time, and I finally found another job. As I’m walking into my apartment building, I yawn a little, cclosing my eyes and shivering a bit. As expected, I forgot my jacket, so I shivered a little. Despite the cold. When I opened my eyes, and I spotted the boy again. My hand raised in greeting, but I swear I didn’t tell it to.

But he waved back.

Maybe I didn’t actually screw this up really bad. But he’s walking over…why is he walking over…? He’s-Why is he-

“Hey there.” He said, smiling my panicked face. Well, probably not my panicked face, I just need to act natural, because-

“holy shit, this is the dumbest I have ever acted.” I groaned internally. I tried to fix my dace, in turn making it so much worse. “Hi. How are you doing? What are you up to?” I asked, digging myself into a conversation I wasn’t prepared to engage in. “What am I doing with my life?!?” I shouted internally, trying to keep a smile on my face.

“Oh, I just went on a walk, that’s all. Y’know I kinda needed the fresh air. Oxygen.” He said, nodding, and offering a shy smile.

“oh yes, oxygen. Very important to life.” She teased. And he snorted, before covering his mouth. And I laughed auietly, rubbing my arm.

“Why have we not talked other than the accidental meet ups?” He asked, a hint of a smile on his face.

“Yeah, it’s weird, isn’t it. I’d think we would’ve at least exchanged numbers.” I joked. It went quiet for a second, and a smile crept onto his face. I swear my heart skipped a beat. “Oh my gosh, shut it, heart!” I yelled at the organ that was currently keeping me alive, but now that I think about it, that was probably a bad idea on my part.

“Well, Why don’t we? I mean, i’ve only had like, two conversations with you, but I mean, why not?” He shrugged, and a grin made its way onto my face. Noddingz

“yeah… Yeah, Why not?” I went into the contacts app, and smiled at the man while we traded phones almost with the ease of a customer to a cashier. Without much thought. Just that simple.

When we passed the phones back I laughed at the contact name, raising my eyes to meet his. And I felt this weird… connection. As if we were meant to meet. Maybe not now, but definitely at some point during out lives.

“Alright then, see you grocery girl.” I rolled my eyes. A little chuckle spilling out my lips.

“Yeah, see ya” I responded.

“Whoa, what’s with that goofy smile?” Alexei asked, a knowing grin on his face. I shook my head, trying to wipe the smile off my face. “No! Don’t just shake this off, you are straight-up cheesin’ right now, what’s up? Did Walmart Wonka come back or something?” That one shook me out of the happy buzzing that was fuzzing up my head right now.

“Nope. Not Walmart Wonka…” I answered, smiling at my best friend. “Someone else. Entirely.” I thought, soon shaking off those thoughts, and putting on a smile. “Anyway, I have a class to go teach!” I marched over to the line of doors, ready for whatever was ahead.

“Alright, now rond de jambe back, and lift your leg up into an attitude.” I watched my leg in the mirror, trying to make sure my technique was good, and wanting to teach the students correctly. I looked over to Alexei, and he seng a thumbs up my way. “Alright, now just glide into first position…” i trailed, making sure everyone had caught up. “And that’s it! Class is done, you all did amazing, and I’ll see you all next week” i smiled, waving to the girls as their rides picked them up.

“Hey teach!” A girl called, running up to me, and wrapping herself around my legs. I looked down in surprise, patting tje girl’s back. “Thank you for today’s lesson!” She thanked, letting go, of my legs. She waved enthusiastically, grabbing her sparkly backpack, and running out of the classroom. Soon after I felt a familiar pressure on my shoulder, and blinked, bewildered.

“What was that?” I asked, looking at my best friend.

“That was your first teacher moment!” He slapped my back, grinning like a clown. “Congrats! Now, call Walmart Wonka. He’s been bothering me about this plan of his for far too long now.” Alexei prodded.

“Wait, no, what's a teacher moment?” I asked. I was already confused enough.

“a moment where you know you’ve made an impact. And it’s always a fun moment. Like when you asked me about that turn in our first year of knowing esch otjer. That was my teacher moment.” He explained, cleaning his nails. “Now call Walmart Wonks. We both know if you don’t call he’ll call you.” My phone started buzzing in my hand, and I blinked.

“Speak of the devil.” I answered. “that is just like you.” I thought, swiping the green phone symbol.

“Hey Satori. What’s up?” I spoke into the phone. Knowing him, if not informative, this would at least be interesting.

:) Hope you liked this chapter! I think this fic will probably be about 8 chapters long, and tell me how I’m doing! Seriously! I need the feedback!

@saradika-graphics - Your Sunflower divider looks amazing, thank you :)

#semi eita x female reader #haikyuu x reader #haikyuu fanfiction #haikyuu timeskip #haikyuu #Give me feedback guys #plz #semi eita #female reader #dancer reader

[blackopals-world]

Dancer!Yuu:(singing) Hey pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird!~ You're a pretty bird, pretty bird, pretty bird!~

Harpy!Yuu: (Dancing along)

Kalim:(joining in) Me next!

Jamil: (blushing) Why are they all so stupidly cute?

#harpy!yuu #dancer!yuu #yuuniverse #twisted wonderland #twisted wonderland x reader #twst kalim #twisted wonderland kalim #kalim al asim #kalim x reader #jamil x reader #twst jamil #jamil viper x reader #twisted wonderland jamil #jamil viper

[luvrxbunny]

imagine you slowly unbuttoning miguel’s shirt and suddenly he becomes somewhat shy and avoids looking into your eyes - only to discover he have a nipple piercing. omgg what an absolute malewife WHORE 😭🫣 💃

meow meow dancer!

you’d look up at him like tf??? and he actively avoids your eyes so you touch them, he flinches hard asf and gets all blushy but he still doesn’t look at you

“what are these pretty things?” he shivers a little at that and turns RED and umm for fun let’s say he nipples are insanely sensitive from the piercing and when it’s cold they’re extra extra sensitive cus they’re hard and blah blah

so skip ahead you guys power is out for some reason (hush) and he’s your source of body heat, you’re in his lap but he’s still cold, his nipples are painfully hard and you can feel them, imagine how uncomfy it is so you put your hands on his chest, not sexual, just to warm him up but his back arches instantly, trying to push further into your hands

he plays it off like he just really needs your warmth but you’re tipped off to what’s actually happening when his hips start stuttering and hes whimpering apologies into your ear as your lap suddenly becomes warmer (it’s cus he came guys— he came in his pants)

can u tell i have a thing for guys cumming in their pants?

#luvrmail 💌 #dancer <3 #miguel o'hara #miguel smut #miguel imagine #miguel 2099 #miguel ohara #miguel o hara #miguel o’hara smut #miguel spiderverse #atsv miguel #miguel o’hara x reader #miguel o’hara x y/n #miguel o’hara x you #miguel o’hara imagine #miguel o’hara across the spider verse #2099 #spiderman 2099 #sm 2099

[redbullgirly]

The Dancer [FA14 smau]

Fernando Alonoso x dancer!reader

Masterlist

Summary: Few months after, everybody laughs when they remember the rumors about Fernando Alonso and Taylor Swift dating. Would they laugh though if they new it maybe wasn't so far from truth as it may seem? Well, one thing's for sure - Y/N and Fernando will laugh very much while soft launching their relationship... and confusing everyone with swiftie content thanks to her job.

Warnings: Maybe wrong dates and timeline of The Eras Tour, but whatever XD.

messages between Y/N and Fernando

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fernandoalo_oficial I was taken by the view like we were in Paris... romance is not dead.

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user1 i dont think my brain can comprehend so many things all at once😨

user2 right? I'M IN SHOCK

user3 fr fernando wants to give us a heart attack😭

lilymhe I see what you did here...

alex_albon I indeed see what he did here too...😏

user4 guys tell us what he did pls I'm begging youuuu

user5 Alonso soft launching was not on my 2024 bingo card

user6 him soft launching with TAYLOR SWIFT wasn't on MY bingo card 😭

user7 How he's suddenly so hot in the first pic? Like damn sir okay🫢

user8 girlfriend effect is real y'all

georgerussell63 Mate you can't do that to me, I just woke up 😧

user8 lmfao princess georgie is as confused as we are xd

fernandoalo_oficial sorry mate, don't get wrinkles🤞

gerogerussell63 What even is that choice of emoji?

fernandoalo_oficial well, someone is original with an emoji and someone is original with a pose... choice is yours 😃

georgerussell63 Stop it's been almost a year 😭

user9 not them bullying each other💀

user10 Yeah the duo we didn't know we needed

user11 I saw the first picture and almost spat out my drink in shock of such a hot photo of Nando. Then I swiped and literally choked on it because the last think I'd ever expect from his photo dump is a soft lunch of some baddie girl🫣

user12 I am delusional for thinking Taylonso could still have a chance, aren't I?

user13 well i mean you basically answered it yourself so... yeah XD

user14 OMG WHAAAAAAT😱

user15 oh no Fernando is not single anymore💔

user16 I think I accidentally teleported into some alternative universe... what is thiiiis?

user17 REAL

user18 fuck me this man seriously used lyrics from paris by ts💀

user19 Idk why but I kinda like this new side of Fernando😻

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yourusername crazy performance, even crazier night out and the most crazy training the day after... I call that the life of a dancer😻🎉 also my head and heart did go vroom vroom after the second pic

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taylorswift I call that the eras tour life!💗

yourusername yes ma'am!

user1 damn she got our queen Taylor replying to her posts... how does it feel to live my dream?!😭

yourusername amazing! 🥰

user2 such a shame my mum didn't force me to try dancing when I was little... I could have been at podium next to Taylor Swift right now 😃

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user3 You are such a good dancer, the shows wouldn't be the same without you Y/N!

yourusername omg thank u sm I really appreciate that!!🥹

user4 sooo... are we gonna just ignore Fernando in the likes or what???

user5 THAT'S WHAT I CAME HERE TO SAY

user6 fr I need some crazy detective from twitter to figure this out😫

carmenmmundt Hey, could you give me and lilymhe vip tickets...?

yourusername I mean... everything can be done 😏 I'll just need to ask mother Taylor bc I just used my plus one at the last concert🫡

lilymhe OH MY GOD WE LOVE YOU Y/N

yourusername I love you girls as well, we have to finally meet sometimes!!!

carmenmmundt Yeah, I think we'll have chance at the end of February at the latest😉

user7 WHAT IS HAPPENING HERE

user8 Omg are they hinting Y/N at the Bahrain GP?? F1 season starts at the end of February right?!

goergerussell63 Well hello there, nice to meet you Y/N... given the fact my dear girlfriend doesn't care about me, could you give me and alex_albon vip tickets as well?😊

alex_albon Yeah Y/N we are very big fans😊

yourusername everything for the guys that go vroom vroom🫡

alex_albon Like your heart

yourusername exactly!

user9 I AM FREAKING OUT

user9 MY BRAIN HURTS FROM HOW MUCH IS GOING ON

user9 WAIT FUCK I THINK I GOT IT

user9 AAAHHH I FEEL LIKE SHERLOCK MF HOLMES

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yourusername preparing for the next season🤞

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user1 y/n is literally living my dream life rn

georgerussell63 Oh no... he infected you with that emoji, didn't he?

yourusername we'll never know... maybe I infected HIM with it

gourgerussell63 I think higher of you and your taste in emojis

yourusername aww thanks princess georgie how sweet🥰

georgerussell63 I take it back

user2 HELLO?! what is happening💀

dancer1 excuse me little miss y/n... is that a man i'm seeing?🤨

yourusername well... maybe

dancer2 Be fr she's trying to soft launch him for like a month now😭

dancer1 okay i'm calling you rn STAY WHERE YOU ARE

user3 Guys why's nobody talking about the paddock pass in the 5th picture!!!!

user4 omg that's a PADDOCK PASS?😱

user5 yeah it is I noticed it thanks to this comment

user6 Wait... does that mean her and Fernando have been together longer? Because she already went to a race before the winter break??

user5 idk girl we don't even know for sure she's really dating him😓

user6 idgaf about who's dating her bc even without bf y/n's sooo hot like damn... mommy🥵

user7 I'm so confused... is this Alonso's girl or not?

user8 trust me user7 - we'd all like to know that😭

user9 😍

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user1 replied to yourusername story: is that an f1 driver there y/n

dancer1 replied to yourusername story: Hope he'll not disappoint me in person when you talked about him sm 😒

yourusername ohhh trust me you'll love him just as I do🥰

dancer1 omg bleeeeh I hope not 🫣

user2 replied to yourusername story: your friends are so pretty😩

taylorswift replied to yourusername story: When you'll take him to get my approval??

yourusername soon taylor, soon... I'm just afraid it'll break the internet lol

taylorswift I think we're used to that already with Travis at this point😂

yourusername true😭

fernandoalo_official replied to yourusername story: 🔥

yourusername it's going to be okay, they'll love you 🫶

fernandoalo_oficial how did you know I was nervous amor?

yourusername I saw you literally shaking when you left to the bathroom love...😹

yourusername oh they're back come quickly!!💞

fernandoalo_oficial onmw

user3 replied to fernandoalo_oficial story: IS THIS THE CONFIRMATION WE NEEDED?!

user4 replied to fernandoalo_oficial story: I see what you're doing here old man 👀

user5 replied to fernandoalo_oficial story: soft launch slowly turning into a hard launch and I'm here for it!!!!

dancer1 replied to fernandoalo_oficial story: I guess you aren't that bad in person...

fernandoalo_oficial 😁

user6 replied to fernandoalo_oficial story: screaming crying throwing up

taylorswift replied to fernandoalo_oficial story: You better treat my best dancer right Alonso!🤍

fernandoalo_oficial of course ma'am! 🫡

user7 replied to fernandoalo_oficial story: So cute!!😍

messages between Y/N and Fernando

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fernandoalo_oficial All these people think love's for show but I would die for you in secret... #swiftie

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yourusername I'd just like to make it clear to everybody that it's me who made him be swiftie... you're welcome💋

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user1 OMG THE LYRICS FROM PEACE BY TAYLOR

carmenmmundt Y/N is so pretty!😍

yourusername ohh carmen ilysm you're even prettier🥹

user2 No way Fernando just really har launched his gf😭

f1 We smell a new wag!

user4 LOL you're kinda late for that admin xd

user5 Congrats and wish you well world champ!💪

user6 can we talk about how gorgeous she is???

lilymhe double date when honey?

yourusername anytime babeee!!!

fernandoalo_oficial why do I have a feeling me and alex_albon will be third-wheeling on you two?🤨

alex_albon you'll eventually get used to third-wheeling your own girlfriend and her friends, trust me fernando...🤠

user7 This girl is like a goddess, I can't even blame him ❤️🔥

user8 mommy & daddy

georgerussell63 Finally! Congratulation on the hard launch mate👍

fernandoalo_oficial and look who's original with emojis now...😂

user9 from now on this is my fav couple

user10 mine to

user11 SHUT UP THE DELULU GIRLIES ON TWITTER WERE RIGHT

lance_stroll 💚💚

user12 nah I don't know what he see in her🙄

user13 Go away we don't want the jealous haters here 🥱

kellypiquet Welcome to the F1 family yourusername!🤍

yourusername thx!💞

user14 i call this couple goals

user15 I'M SO READY FOR BOYFRIEND MATERIAL ALONSO

user16 I can already feel he'll be so hot in his new era 😩

user17 lmao nando in his swiftie and stlutty era as someone on twitter said😹

yourusername swiftie and slutty era? i like the sound of it😏

user16 not y/n reading all the comments sipping over her bf 💀

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THE END

Author's Note: Hello everyone, hope you liked it! I'm not sure you should get used to me posting so often, but let's say that after Lance's social media au and the great feedback I had so much motivation... plus I'm sick, so I actually have the time to write and create XD. Anyway, I'll be glad for likes, comments, reblog and every other way of showing support! Have a great day and let me know how you liked Nando and swiftie dancer together!

#fernando alonso x reader #fernando alonso #formula one #formula 1 #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #fanfiction #fanfic #f1 x reader #x reader #reading #george russell #taylor swift #taylonso #swifties #the eras tour #dancer #writing #social media fic #social media au #social media #aesthetic #couple #motosport #spanish #fa14 x reader #fa14 #smau #f1 smau #f1 social media au

[mikareo]

⌗ TWO SLOW DANCERS ₊ ˖ ་. gojo satoru x fem reader (1.2k)

⊹ ⠀⠀why doesn’t he love you?

contains; angst, rejection, reader just wants to be loved, gojo's kinda a dick, mitski did this to me, not proofread author's note; i'm thinking abt the guy who didn't want me rn sorry

“Can I ask you something?” you murmur, your voice nothing above a faint whisper. Fear of judgment is laced within it, something you can’t help but wish you could get rid of. “It’s going to sound ridiculous, and if you think so you can just ignore me.” He’s going to ignore you.

However, Gojo sits up straighter. His eyes are intending to focus on you. “Nothing you say is ridiculous. I’m always here to listen.” You want to believe him so badly. There’s nothing else in the world that you wish for. All you need is a confession, him reciprocating the depth of your feelings, but you know that’s impossible. If he felt the same, he wouldn’t have started seeing that girl; no matter the fact that she’s wonderful for him, amazing, and kind. If she’s so amazing, what are you doing wrong? What is it about her that you can’t compare to? You know you’d be perfect for Gojo. He’s your best friend. He’s the person who knows you better than anyone, so why is it that he doesn’t love you the same way you love him? It doesn’t make sense. 

What are you doing wrong?

“...am I difficult to love?” You feel like you already know the answer. It’s a pointless question that’s been eating you up inside for years, ever since you first met and he instantly treated you as a friend when you wanted to be loved by him. “I know it’s silly, but I feel so helpless.”

Without realizing it, your words flow from your lips like a river streaming downhill. Not even the largest dam could hold in your insecurities. “I try so hard, everyday to be kind and patient and perfect; but no one seems to notice. Is there something that everyone else has that I don’t? What am I missing that makes me invisible? Why do I feel so stuck while the world keeps moving and progressing and making changes that I can’t keep up with? Why don’t you love me?”

There it is. 

There’s the question that you’ve swallowed down for the past ten years of knowing Gojo Satoru…and somehow…

…it seems that he already knows the answer. 

“I do love you.”

In half a second, your heart beats faster. It swells with an overwhelming pink feeling that practically causes it to burst. You almost see stars. In your imagination you’re flying through the night sky, weaving constellations together as you hold Gojo’s hand and ask him what he’s wishing on that shooting star, oh so close to you. So close, yet so far. So far, that it never reaches you; because nothing is ever as it seems. It isn’t a wish racing your way, it’s a meteorite. A meteor thats target is the home in your heart that you’ve made so lovingly for your best friend. The flaming rock finds your weakest point and begins to wither it away into nothing but hopeless shreds of dreams. In a half a second, you’re on the top of the world. In a half a second, your world is destroyed. 

“I just don’t love you in the way you want me to.”

You’re a fool. You knew this was coming.

“I can’t imagine my life without you.” Shut up. Why can’t he just shut up? You don’t need these filler words, these empty statements that he’s only saying to make you feel better about your worthless self. “You’re such an important part of my everyday.” Shut up!

It’s so hard to hold in the tears. Your dam already burst— but instead of a river, it seems that you’ve got an ocean of feelings. This ocean is polluted, though. It’s littered in trash and oil, after years of wanting something that was never yours. Other men have thrown their waste in your waters and Gojo’s always been the one to clean it up. He’s always made you laugh…made you smile…made you believe that everything is going to be okay as long as you trust him. Now, you’ve made the mistake of trusting him with your heart; when he’s never cared if it shatters. 

“Please don’t say those things to me.” It’s pathetic, the whimper shaking from the tip of your tongue. “I shouldn’t have said anything. I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable.”

Gojo isn’t even replying to you. He’s simply staring with the most pitiful look in his eyes, as if you’re a dying animal that he’s just shot with a rifle. How do you make him stop looking at you like that? You’re better than this! Just suck it up and smile!

Somehow, you find yourself laughing. “Don’t worry about it, Satoru. I’ll be fine, it’s just a silly little crush.” You’re lying. 

It’s so obvious you’re lying. 

He’s never been a crush. If he was a fleeting crush, then you wouldn’t spend your nights thinking of how you made him smile earlier in the day. You wouldn’t know his favorite place, song, and movie at the top of your head. You wouldn’t imagine his face whenever you picture your wedding day— at the end of the aisle, smiling at you with tears in his eyes. If he was just a little crush, it wouldn’t feel like your entire world is ending. 

“I know you’ve liked me, it’s a little obvious.” He shrugs. “I just assumed you’d get over it?” 

He knew? He’s known all this time?

There’s a war raging between your heart and your mind. It’s a battlefield with logic on one side and love on the other. The rational part of you knows that he can’t help his feelings. He can’t force himself to reciprocate something that he’s never felt before. That’s unfair to him, and you can’t make him love you…

…but the other half of you can’t accept that. 

After all these years of waiting for him. Years and years of watching your closest friends find love, be loved, and experience all of the firsts that you’ve always wanted to experience with him by your side. He doesn’t love you. You’ve known Gojo Satoru since you were ten years old. You’re twenty now and still so delusional that you believe he can feel the same way. Why can’t he, though? Gojo knows you from front to back. If there’s anyone in the world who could write an encyclopedia titled with your name, it’s him; and he still doesn’t love you. You’re the person who’s been there for him through countless breakups and temper tantrums. You’re the one who he trusts most in this world, yet he will never…ever…want you back. 

Someone is writing the story of the world. Someone is tying the strings of fate, the line of destiny, or whatever you want to call it; and that someone isn’t on your side. They never have been and they never will be…

…at least not in the case of Gojo Satoru. 

“I’ll try my best.” A phony smile graces your face and you’re now realizing that he’s never once called you beautiful. Yet, you still want him. Perhaps it’s human nature to wish for the things that are terrible for you. “You don’t have to worry about me, Satoru. I’ll be fine.”

Yeah, maybe in ten years. 

“I’ll be able to forget about this.”

You don’t think you will.

“I didn’t mean to inconvenience you.”

Your feelings are an inconvenience.

“It’s nothing.”

It was love.

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[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: Anon request on tumblr - "can you do a jake x poll dancer smut?"

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, pole dancer!y/n, cocky!y/n, mentions of working in a strip club, breaking club rules, semi public, sneaky, unprotected sex, hair pulling, biting, scratching, general filth

Word count: 2.9k | not edited really

Also, I fucking LOVE writing these ones because it makes me feel like I could totally be a stripper, so thank you to whoever sent this is to me.

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"Ladies and gentlemen.." The DJ announces to grab everyone's attention, "Welcome to The Cave, where our number one priority is to make sure you have a good time, if not, then the best time!

A small smirk toys with your lips as you know your stage name is about to be announced.

"Please, without further ado, give it up for Sinderella."

Your song that you chose for openings tonight’s show, Bad Girlfriend by Theory of a Deadman, starts blasting through the speaking, mixing in with the cheers and whistles of the desperate men ready to try and get your attention.

You emerge from behind the curtain, a huge smile on your face as you walk over to the pole. You wrap one hand around it, walking around it as the song builds up.

Your eyes scan over the crowd surrounding the stage, one guy in particular catches your attention.

You give him a smirk as your eyes meet his and you lift yourself up, wrapping one leg around the pole as you lean back.

You slide down, squatting down as you move around to the beat of the song. You turn around, crawling over to the edge of the stage, stopping right in front of the guy that caught your attention.

Your eyes scan up his tattooed skin as you reach out, tangling your fingers into his hair and pulling slightly as the lyrics, “..she likes to pull my hair when I make her grind her teeth..” play loudly through the club.

He smirks and looks up at you, watching as you spin around and tilt your head back, looking at him upside down.

You bite your lip, spinning away from him, ass towards him as you crawl back to the pole. You stand up, lifting yourself up to spin around, doing a split in the air.

You smile as money gets tossed your way from everyone around the stage.

You move back down, crawling over to a random guy off to the side during the one bridge of the song. You get on your knees, hooking the straps of your red thong and pulling them outward as the song plays, “Red thong, party's on, love this song, sing along..”

You bite your lip as you spread your legs, bouncing up and down slightly as you give a little way to the guy during, “.. see you later back at home..”

You get up, walking back to the pole and dancing against it. Your eyes travel back to the guy with the dark hair and tattoos and you walk towards him, turning at the last second to go to the other side of the stage.

You glance back at him, smirking as you see him shake his head as he mouths, “Tease.”

You look away, tilting your head as you lock eyes with another guy, dragging your hands up your body, “..she's naughty to the end..”

You grip the edge of the stage, leaning forward so a guy can stuff a few ones in the strap of your very sheer bra.

“Thank you.” You smile and move down the stage on your hands and knees, flipping your hair, moving to shake your ass to the beat of the song.

You were having complete fun with it, until you went back to the guy.

You were assuming his friend was right next to him, so you lean out, grabbing the loose tie that was around his neck and pulling him into you as you lean back.

You push your chest out, flipping your hair as you let go of the tie. You move back, mouthing along to the lyrics as you slowly crawl towards the guy, “.. But does it make her wrong to have the time of her life?..”

You sit up straight, staring down at his hand reaching up to slip a twenty into the tiny strap of your thong.

Your eyes move up to his, “Thank you, baby.”

He nods, “Anything for my favorite dancer.” He winks, sending a kaleidoscope of butterflies through you.

You smile and move back to the pole to finish out the song. You spin, twirl, twist, and bend around it. As the song ends, the DJ comes back onto the mic, “Thank you, darlin’. Everyone give it up for Sinderella.”

You smile, bowing before going around to collect your money. You reach out, taking the loose ones from the hands of the men, giving them a cute smile as you thank them.

You walk back through the curtain, “Good luck, Sugar.” You smile at the next girl getting ready to go out and she scoffs, “Please. After that? I’ll need it. You were incredible, as always.”

You smile, “Thank you.” You hear the DJ announce her and you squeeze her shoulder, “You’re going to kill it.”

She disappears out onto the stage and you walk back to the dressing room to change into something different. You opt for a very skimpy all black one piece that just barely covers your nipples.

You switch your heels to Lacey black ones and fluff your hair one last time before making your way out to the floor.

Your head immediately turns towards the stage, but not to look at Sugar spinning around the pole.

You were looking for him.

“Sinderelly. Sinderelly.” One of your regulars comes up to you, taking your hand to spin you around so he can get a full view of you, “Got time for a private dance?”

He holds up three hundred dollar bills and you sigh, giving him a smile, “Of course I can.” You lead him back to the private rooms, pulling the curtain closed.

“Two songs like usual?” You turn around, walking around to lay your hand on his chest. He chuckles, “I wish, sweetheart. But I have an early flight tomorrow, so we’ll just make it one for tonight.”

“Where are you flying to?” You walk around to the front, slowly bending down as you sit on his lap.

“Barbados. Business, you know?” His eyes rake up and down your body, “Is this new?” He asks referring to your little outfit.

“Sure is.” You lean your back against his chest and move your hips against him.

You couldn’t help but think of how soft that guys hair was when you laced your fingers in it.

How his eyes followed you as you moved around on the stage.

The way he made your skin tingle when he brushed his fingers against your skin to tuck the money into the band of your panties.

You wanted him, needed him.

And you decided right then and there that you were going to be the ones to break the rules.

As the song ends, you stand up, turning around to face the gentleman in the chair, “I hope your trip goes well.”

He hands you the three hundred dollars and smiles, “I’ll definitely have to come back and tell you how it was.”

You nod, pointing to him after taking the money, “I’ll be holding you to it, honey.” You open the curtain, allowing him to walk out first, “Have a good night.”

He looks back at you as he walks towards the exit, “I will now.” He winks and you smile as he leaves.

You walk around the club, saying hi to other people you see in there all the time. As your leaned forward on the one table, your eyes lock onto the friend of the guy you can’t stop thinking about.

He smirks and nudges him, nodding towards you. He turns around, looking directly at you with a smile on his lips. You see him tell his friend that he’ll be right back, but you were going to make sure it wouldn’t be for a while.

“See you guys later.” You smile at the guys and walk around the table. You put one hand on your hip, smiling as he walks up to you, “Hey.”

“Hey.” He smirks and tilts his head, “So I can’t stop thinking about you.”

“Likewise.” You pull your bottom lip between your teeth as you nod. You can tell his wheels were turning about whether or not you were just saying that because it was your job, or if you actually meant it.

You lean in, “Interested in a private dance?”

“Oh boy, you bet I am.” He nods with a slight laugh and you smile as you take his hand into yours, “Follow me.”

You glance back at him as he gives his friend a thumbs up. You shake your head laughing as you lead him to the room all the way in the back, “So what’s your name, baby?”

He walks in, sitting down in the large velvety chair, “Jake.”

“Jake.” You repeat as you shut the curtain behind you, “It’s very nice to meet you.” You walk over, dragging your hand over his chest as you walk in a circle around him.

“What did you think of my turn on the stage, Jake?” You sit in his lap, facing him with your hands on his shoulders.

He rests his arms out on the arms of the chair, “You want my honest answer?”

You nod as you move your hips to the beat or the song, “Please.” You lean in, brushing your lips against his neck and you can feel him swallow hard, “I um..” he clears his throat, shifting around under you, “It was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”

He tilts his head back, looking up at you as you lean up, “Yeah? Well thank you, I really put my all into those kind of shows.”

He smirks, “You definitely had my attention.”

“Oh I know I did.” You laugh slightly and sigh as you stand up, turning around to sit in his lap, “So tell me, Jake.” You lean back against his chest, “You have a girlfriend that doesn’t know you’re here? Or does? I don’t know if you’re into that kind of thing.”

He chuckles, rubbing his fingers together, “No, no. I am as single as a dollar bill, Sinderella.” He tilts his head, “How’d you come up with that name anyway?”

You stand up, turning around to face him. You lay your hands his knees and bend down, “I spell it Sin as in..” you look up at him, “S. I. N.”

His brow twitches, “Yeah?”

You nod, “And.. because I like to live like there’s no midnight..” You move back to straddling him, your boobs right in front of his face and his eyes are locked on them.

“That’s..” he takes a breath, “Creative.”

You’re not only teasing him at this point, you’re teasing yourself.

“You can touch me.” You whisper, “It’s okay.”

He’s hesitant at first, “I really don’t want to get out time cut short by getting thrown out of here.” He chuckles and you slide your hands up his mesh covered chest, “As long as we’re quiet.. there’s no need to be thrown out.”

He tilts his head, “You do this with all your guests that come back her with you?”

You shake your head as you slide your hands down his arms, “Nope. I’m a good girl. I always follow the rules. But..” you guide his hands to your hips and you lean in, “You’re the first person I want to break the rules for.”

“Fucking hell.” He groans lowly as you grind down onto his growing bulge. You drag your nails up his arm and lay a hand on the side of his neck, “What do you say Jake? Still can’t get me off your mind?”

He smirks, a chuckle following behind, “If we’re doing this, I should get to know your real name.”

“Do you want to do this?” You ask and he instantly nods his head, “Fuck, yeah.”

“Y/n.” You say with no hesitation, “Nice to meet you.” You smile and lean in to close the space between your lips and his.

His hands slide down, gripping your ass, moving you to give him some sort of friction. A low groan leaves his lips as you bite down on his bottom lip and tilt your head back.

He kisses back your jaw and down to your neck, “You are so fucking sexy.”

You smile as you close your eyes, biting your lip to hold back your moans as he sucks on your neck, “No marks, Jake.” You lean back and he smirks, “Right. Sorry. Forgot that we’re a secret.”

You slide your hands down his chest, undoing the belt on his jeans so you can undo them and push his zipper down.

You lift up slightly so you can reach in, pulling him from his boxers, “You’re so big.” You bite your lip as you stroke him a few times.

He smirks and licks his lips, “Thanks. I’m pretty confident in it.” He chuckles but stops as soon as you rub the tip against your already slick folds.

You spit onto the tip of your fingers, reaching down to coat the tip of his cock with it, “You should be.” You smile and bite down on your lip hard as you slowly start to sink down onto him.

His fingers dig into your skin, tilting his head back as you grip the chair behind him, “Fuck, Jake.” You lean in, whimpering as you roll your hips, “needed you so bad.”

He turns his head, kissing the corner of your mouth, “So fucking wet.”

You turn your head, crashing your lips onto his as you slide a hand to lay on the back of his head, fingers lacing into his soft, dark hair.

You clench around him, already wanting to cum for him.

His hands guide you up and down on his cock, groaning lowly and fighting to stay as quiet as he can.

“My shift ends in two hours.” You breathe out, “Give me a ride home?”

Jake nods quickly, “As long as you promise to ride me just like this when we get there.”

“Deal.” You moan out quietly, “Fuck.” You bury your face into his neck, whimpering as you clench around him, “Cum for me, y/n.”

Jake using your real name sends you over the edge. Your nails dig into the couch as your other hand pulls his hair.

You clench your jaw and you rock against his cock, guiding yourself through the high or your orgasm. You kiss up his neck to his lips.

Your lips move in sync as he slowly and subtle as possible, thrusts his hips upward, “Never made a girl cum that fast before.”

You giggle slightly, “Now ya have.”

He tilts his head back before sliding a hand up to move the tiny straps covering your nipples. He looks down, eyes scanning over your boobs before staring down at his cock going in and out of you in the red light of the room.

“Fuck, I’m so fucking close.” He looks up at you, “Where do you want me?”

“I’ll swallow.” You whisper, “Just tell me when.”

He nods, pulling you back into kiss him. He thrusts a few more times before he nods, “Okay. Okay now.” You quickly get up, dropping to your knees in between his and placing your lips around his cock.

He lays a hand on the back of your head as you bob, working him up to cum. You feel if shoot into your throat and you wait til he done to lean back.

You look up at him, licking your lips as you wipe the corner of your mouth with your wrist.

“You’re such a bad girl.” He boops your nose and you shrug, “Only for the right kind of person.” You slide your hands up his thighs before standing up.

He fixes himself and rests his head back, staring up at you as you fix your outfit, “You say two hours?”

You nod, “Yep. Midnight.”

“I guess I can force Johnnie to stay here another two hours.” He laughs and you tilt your head, “That your friend?”

He nods, “Yeah, he didn’t want to come, but I told him it would be worth it. I guess I was right on that part for me anyway.”

“I’ll tell one of the girls to treat him good.” You smirk and Jake nods, “He will hate that.”

“Oh, do you no-“

He cuts you off, “No, no. Do it.” He laughs and moves to the edge of the chair, reaching out to pull you to him. His hands slide up and down your thighs as yours rest on his shoulders.

“I’m going to enjoy these next two hours.”

You look down at him, “Why’s that?”

“After what I just got.. it’s a big fuck you to all the assholes who know they can’t to touch you.” He smiles and stands up, giving you one last kiss before reaching into his pocket and pulling out a hundred dollar bill, “To cover our tracks, you know.”

“Of course. Of course.” You smile as he slips it into the thin strap. You look up at him and step back, “See you out there.”

“See you out there.” He winks before leaving the room and you stand there, silently composing yourself before you walk back out to the floor.

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Thank you so much for reading!

Love you all! 🖤

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[ghouljams]

Need ballet konig to grab my fucking tutu and ravage me, absolutely end me, I need him so carnally it is I N S A N E.

Bent over with his big hands around your waist, your tutu bouncing with each hard thrust of his hips. He keeps mumbling about how sweet you are to let a beast like him fuck you, how a pretty little ballerina like you should know better than to let a man cut open your costume just to bully his thick cock into you. He's so rough with you, you'd almost think he likes feeling the stiff tulle and silk hitting his chest and thighs. You can't do anything but hold onto your ankles like he told you, letting him use you like a toy. His cock hits you deep, achingly deep, and with the angle you could almost believe he's punching the air out of you with every thrust. He stretches you out so good, the little burn of friction and the low grunts of pleasure from him make you clench, just to feel the drag of each vein along your gummy walls.

You should know better than to tease him, walking around in your little costume, your legs on display, your neck bare and waiting to be bitten. One little slice of the fabric between your legs and he could do whatever he wanted. He'll catch hell from the costumer later, but for now he buries his cock into your warm, wet, cunt and enjoys how tight you are. It's a good angle for him, really makes him have to bully his way into your pussy to get every inch inside, and you get to cry all that pretty makeup off your face with how good it feels to be used like the flesh light you are.

#cod x reader #x reader #könig #könig x reader #könig cod #könig mw2 #könig call of duty #ballet au #dancer!Reader #dancer!König #f!reader #König x f!reader #“like the flesh light you are” BRO WHO SAID THAT #must be a demon running around here

[badasmuse]

“Even The Sun Hides”

Bada Lee x Reader

Warnings: pure fluff, upset bada, lowercase intended

Summary: bada was having a bad day so you took care of her

Includes Eli.’s “even the sun hides”

hey.. bada’s been having a terrible day. she just got done crying please take care of her🩵

the text came in thirty minutes before she walked in the door.

“hi honey.” i whispered when she walked in. her eyes were red and swollen and her makeup was running down her cheeks.

“hi baby. what do you want for dinner?” she shrugs off her jacket and takes off her beanie.

“i’ll take care of that. how was your day?” i knew she wouldn’t tell me everything that happened.

“it was okay. we’re doing great.”

i lead her to the couch and stand behind her hand on her shoulders. lightly pressing on the knots there. she sighs and sniffles.

“what happened honey?”

bada starts silently sobbing. i walk around the couch and sit next to her pulling her into my chest. her sobs got louder and she grips onto my shirt.

i rub her hair and back soothingly letting her cry. i didn’t say a word holding her close waiting for her to feel comfortable enough to talk to me.

she then became silent. light sniffles left her and she looked up at me.

“i got makeup on your shirt.” she says hoarsely.

“oh honey that’s the least of my worries. do you want to talk?” i ask wiping her eyes.

“no thank you. not right now.”

i nod understandingly and stand up. “let’s get you in the tub. that could help you.”

she stands and follows me to the bathroom, leaning against the sink as i run the water. i add bubbles just for the fun of it.

“you can’t get in the tub fully dressed.” i say looking at her.

she pulls out of her head and looks at me. “what? oh right.. don’t look.”

i giggle and cover my eyes, “i’ve seen you naked before.”

“yeah but i don’t like when you watch me strip. it’s awkward.” i can hear the pout in her voice.

i hear her walk and step into the tub. i uncover my eyes and watch as she sinks in, long legs bent at the knees so her chest is covered by the bubbles.

“we need a bigger tub.” she mumbles.

i laugh and kneel next to her head, grabbing her favorite shampoo and massaging it into her scalp. her eyes flutter shut and she sighs.

i rinse her hair and add conditioner.

“are you hungry?” i ask.

“no i really just want to sleep.” she says quietly.

i hurry to finish her hair and leave the room so she can clean herself. i lay down the clean sheets and grab her clothes out of the dryer making sure they’re not too hot.

she comes out the bathroom in her towel and looks at me.

“get dressed i’ll be right back.” i run to the kitchen getting a bottle of water, she’s probably dehydrated from all the crying, and an orange. she’s gonna eat something.

when i go back, she’s sitting on her bed typing aggressively on her phone.

“uh uh.” i say snatching it from her hands. “eat this and drink some water. don’t even pick up that phone again.”

she pouts and nods peeling and eating the orange before laying down. i slide in next to her and she immediately cuddles into my chest.

“will you sing?” i knew it was coming.

i think for a little and settle on the song that usually helps her when she gets like this.

that’s just the way it goes, the highs the lows, nobody knows how you feel. even the sun hides, up in the the cloudy skies, we all have dark times, but we live good lives. it’s a good life.

after the short little vocalizing the song has, i look down at her and she’s fast asleep, fisting my shirt like i’ll run away.

my big baby.

#bada lee #bada lee x reader #kpop #swf2 #swf2 x reader #spotify #dancer #imagine

[nataliasquote]

Double the trouble [pt.1] | n romanoff

Double the trouble au: part 1, part 2

Summary: Natasha and Wanda’s teenage twin daughters are a lot to handle, but despite their differences and arguments, there’s nothing they wouldn’t do for each other

Warnings: none

Pairings: WandaNat

wc: 3.9k

note: my first time putting a one shot on tumblr. Here goes nothing

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"Y/N! Mom told me to come wake you. You're gonna be late." Isla stood at the door, her arms folded with a cocky smirk plastered on her face.

Y/N groaned and turned over in her bed, flinging an arm over her face as she squinted into the light to see who was speaking. The familiar outline of her twin sister came into view and she rolled back over.

"Y/N. Get up. Or don't. It's not my fault if you're late." And with that, the girl was gone, the door swinging shut as a cloud of floral perfume was all that was left in her place.

"Good morning to you too." Y/N muttered under her breath as she pulled her phone off charge and checked the time. Her stomach dropped as 7:19 flashed up on her screen. School started at 8:00. They left at 7:45. She did not have long at all.

"Isla I'm gonna kill you!" The distressed teenager screamed out, running over to her closet to pull out the first half decent outfit she could find. Any feeling of tiredness evaporated from her body as she got dressed, which was probably the only positive to come out of this morning.

A knock sounded on her bedroom door as she pulled her shirt over her head. Wanda's head popped around before she saw it was safe for her to enter. She watched her daughter getting frustrated over her hair for a moment before walking over with a plate of freshly made toast and fruit. There wasn't much time to eat it but Wanda was the kind of mother who made sure all of her girls were fed. Even when Nat was feeling stubborn.

"Good morning sweetheart. I brought breakfast." It was an obvious thing to send but Y/N smiled gratefully at her in the mirror for a split second before a large tangle in her hair caused her to wince.

"Thanks Mom."

"Do you want me to send Mama up to help with your hair?" As a typical mom, Wanda collected a few spare cups from her daughter's desk and stacked them in her hand. Y/N attacked her hair with her hairbrush before setting it down on the table with a thud.

"No! I'm not 4! I can do my own hair!" She exclaimed. She didn't normally talk to Wanda that way, but the stress of being late was taking its toll so Wanda didn't take offence.

"Okay. Well, you've got 15 minutes."

Y/N groaned loudly and started on her make up, having given up on her hair. A ponytail would suffice for today. She did not have the patience.

"Isla, you know you can't leave without your sister. So I don't know what trick you're playing on her, but if she's late then you're late." Wanda went into stern mother mode as she entered the kitchen, where her eldest (by 11 minutes) was sat at the table drinking her breakfast smoothie.

The teenager looked up in offence at her mother, who just shot her a warning look. "I didn-" She was cut off by another glare from Wanda.

The mother tapped the side of her head. "Mind reader. Remember?"

"What's this about mind reading?" Nat questioned as she walked into the kitchen, going straight over to her wife to wrap her in a hug and a kiss. Isla turned back to her phone and the women looked over at their daughter. "And where's Y/N?"

"Well, someone turned her sister's alarm off so she's currently rushing around upstairs."

Nat sent her famous disappointed look to Isla, who cowered slightly. Wanda was easy to get around, often being far too soft with her girls. Natasha was the tough parent, but she still cared. Being a dance teacher and studio owner meant she was an expert in tough love. "Isla... why?"

The teenager shrugged. "I don't know. I just thought it was funny. I was gonna wake her up but I lost track of time." She pulled a lock of perfectly curled hair out of her face and Nat knew what had made her 'lose track of time'.

"You don't do that again, okay?" Isla nodded, not wanting to start an argument before 8am. She wasn't a bad person, but her ideas of teasing her sister and playing jokes weren't exactly the best.

"Hey my love," Wanda hummed as Nat passed her again with a kiss. "Can you go see if Y/N needs any help? She might benefit from your braiding skills today, even though she was okay."

Natasha smiled, nodding. She loved braiding her daughters' hair. Even at 17, when the twins claimed they were too old for it, they secretly loved Nat's braids. Especially Y/N, who found her mom doing her hair at lot during dance show season.

There was just over 5 minutes before they needed to leave so Nat tentatively entered Y/N's room, observing the girl before talking. The teenager was threading her earrings into her ears, the rest of her jewellery already in place. Make up was scattered across the desk and her hairbrush was on the other side of the room. Her hair hung down her back in a dark red curtain, the ends curling naturally slightly. It looked smooth but wasn't styled, and Nat smiled.

"Hey sweet girl. Can I help?" She sat on Y/N's bed slightly, picking up the backpack by the floor and slotting her daughter's laptop and charger into the right compartment. She didn't snoop around, but instead put it back on the floor by her feet.

"I just need to finish my make up. How long do I have?" Y/N took a bite of toast as Nat checked her watch.

"5 minutes. Do you want braids? I can do them in 2 minutes. And I won't be in your way." Y/N was hesitant as she applied her concealer, frantically blending it in. Wasn't her neatest job but she still wanted to be presentable.

"Okay but please make it quick."

Nat sprung into action, gathering up a small section of hair to begin braiding. The two worked in silence, with there being no time to walk. As Nat tied off the first braid, Y/N leaned forwards to curl her lashes before Nat started again on the other side. The braids were only small, taking the front sections of Y/N's hair to keep them out of her face during the day.

Being a dancer, she kept her hair long but there was so much of it that it got in the way a lot. So she rarely had it fully down, either claw clips or braids holding back. Isla rarely wore braids, wanting to differentiate herself from her sister at school. They got mixed up enough as it was.

"Okay. All done." Nat stepped back as Y/N applied her final coat of lipgloss. She smiled as she saw the braids but didn't have time to admire them before a jangle of keys was heard and a voice yelled up the stairs.

"Y/N! Let's go!"

"Always so polite." Nat said sarcastically with a smile to Y/N. She handed her daughter her backpack and gave her a quick hug before the girl rushed out of the room, Nat following behind more calmly.

"Love you Mama! Love you Mom!" Y/N shouted over her shoulder, running out of the house with a slice of her toast in her hand.

"Have a great day girls." The women called out, watching the car pull away from the driveway. Isla got her permit before Y/N so she was the designated taxi girl in the family now. Y/N hated it, but driving wasn't her strongest suit so she stuck out the irritating chatter of her sister until she was finally ready for her own permit.

"Everyday I'm still surprised at how similar yet so different they are." Wanda commented, her hands wrapped round her mug of tea. Nat mirrored her from her side, her mug containing coffee instead.

"They look like a carbon copy of each other and yet sometimes I feel it's like they're from different planets." This made Wanda laugh slightly, her breathy giggle never failing to put a smile on her wife's face.

"I mean, you wouldn't find Isla in a dance studio anymore. But then Y/N practically lives there. And you wouldn't find her on the athletics track either, unlike Isla. We must have done something right... right?"

Nat sidled up to her wife and wrapped her arms around her waist, mug now abandoned on the counter. "You, my dear, are the best mom those girls could ask for." She looked into the green eyes she knew far too well before pressing a kiss to the lips she had memorised and could draw in her sleep. "We've done everything we can do for them. And our girls are the toughest girls in the world."

"And they're ours."

"Our little babies." Nat said with a soft smile, her head leaning down to rest on Wanda's shoulder.

"Don't let Y/N hear you saying that. She was snappy about me thinking she was 4 earlier."

"That girl is a whirlwind. She's as wild as her hair sometimes." Wanda reached up and pushed a lock of Nat's red hair behind her ear, admiring the colour which matched the twins' almost perfectly.

"And I know just where she gets it from." The Sokovian said with a smile before kissing her wife. Nat tried to deepen it now it was just them, but Wanda pulled back. "I have work to do. As much as I'd love to stay here with you all day, those emails won't answer themselves." She left the room with an aura of grace surrounding her and Nat found herself staring at the door way long after she was gone.

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The day went by quite fast. Wanda worked in her office until 4pm, whilst Nat left for her studio at 1pm to start preparing that evening's classes. Competition season was a stressful time but she handled herself well, staying on top of what she needed and when.

The final bell rang and the corridors were soon filled with hoards of teenagers, everyone racing to get home as quickly as possible. Y/N and Isla stopped by their lockers, chatting with friends as they exchanged the textbooks needed for tonight's homework.

Despite their quarrels and petty arguments, the twins shared the same group of friends at school. They were known by everyone, but Bucky, Maria, Clint, Kate and Steve made up their main group. They were pretty popular, partly due to the fact that there wasn't a single person who disliked their moms. Nat and Wanda were the favourite parents which somehow elevated the girls' social status in school. Maybe it was also because of the parties they were allowed to host.

Natasha and Wanda's main focus was to give their girls as normal of a life as they possible could. Which meant letting them live like teenagers. Going to football games, school dances, hosting house parties, trips to the mall with friends. Anything that normal teenagers did was allowed. Alcohol was monitored and smoking and drugs was a strict no. But the twins followed the rules, knowing they were a lot luckier than most.

"Shit. Mom needs me in the studio." Y/N read aloud as her locker slammed shut. Isla peered down at her sister's phone and sighed.

"Y/N I've got track practice in 15 minutes. I can't get you there and back in time." Her sports bag hung off her shoulder and she watched her sister grab the emergency dance bag from her locker that she kept purely for times like this. "Well, I suppo-"

"I can take you" Bucky spoke. He was leaning with his back against the lockers like he usually did, watching Y/N with a soft smile.

"No I-" Isla started to protest but stopped herself. She knew how much Bucky was crushing on her sister and she was in full support. "Actually, Bucky, that would be amazing." Everyone else was aware of his crush, all except Y/N. She was completely oblivious, which obviously Isla took full advantage of and teased her about it almost on a daily basis.

"Do you know where it is?" Y/N asked casually. She had been crouched down by her bags to swap her stuff over and so had missed the looks and glances that everyone shared as Bucky offered. So as she stood back up everyone was smiling wide which confused her. "What?"

"Yeah my little sister does ballet on saturdays there and I pick her up sometimes." Bucky had already fished his car keys out and was tossing them in his hand.

Y/N noticed her sister's smirk out of the corner of her eye as they all walked to the exit of the school. "Isla, what is it?"

"Nothing. You guys have fun. But not too much fun." And with a wink, she turned towards the track and ran off to join her friends who were already on their way over in the distance. Everyone else said goodbye and went their separate ways for the night, leaving Bucky and Y/N by his car.

Y/N was definitely the kindest out of the twins, so she could easily make conversation with anyone. She didn't think anything special of the car ride to her mom's studio, except maybe that Bucky was really nice to offer her a ride. It was only a 10 minute drive but she was still so grateful.

"Thanks a lot for this, by the way." Y/N said as she stared out of the window. She knew this route like the back of her hand but something about the sun shining through the trees made it extra special today.

Bucky shook his head. "It's no problem. Always happy to help."

Y/N looked over and smiled at him. "You're a really good friend. I'm glad I've got you."

Bucky's smile slipped but he fixed it quickly as they came to a red light. Once again he was pushed back into the friend zone, but it was his fault for not making his feelings known. As he looked over at her, the sun catching her red hair, making it look like fire, her body swaying slightly to the music of "You Make Loving Fun", he realised just how much he liked her. But Y/N was sweet to everyone, so it held him back. Maybe she didn't see him the way he saw her. Or maybe she liked someone else.

His thoughts had distracted him and the lights turned green, earning a soft poke in the arm from Y/N who gestured to the lights.

They both hummed along to the music and chatted the rest of the way, Y/N sending her mom a quick text as they caught the rush hour traffic.

"You really are amazing for doing this. I'll pay you back at some point, I promise!" Y/N gratefully thanked him as she grabbed her bags to climb out of the car. Bucky offered to get out and help but Y/N's stubborn nature refused any help.

"Don't worry about it. Enjoy yourself. You're an amazing dancer!" He leaned out of the window and waved as he drove off, sending a blush creeping across Y/N's face.

Maybe the feelings were reciprocated. Just a little...

"Hey angel," Nat called out as Y/N walked through the main entrance doors.

"Hi Mama."

"Who was that outside?" Nat asked after Y/N said hi to the receptionist. She made her way over to her mother, who was stood by the door to the main studio and cafe.

"Oh, Bucky gave me a lift here. Isla had track so she couldn't get back in time." Nat couldn't help the smirk that crept onto her face, identical to the one Isla wore just before they left school.

"Oh so that's Bucky? Nice." She turned around and walked down the hall, leaving Y/N to chase after her.

"What's that supposed to mean?" The teenager called out, but Nat just shrugged and checked the windows outside studio 1b. "Mama. Please tell me. Isla had the same smirk. I'm not stupid so just tell me what's going on."

Y/N's huff and pout made Nat 'aw' and she pinched her daughter's cheek before her hand was quickly slapped away. "Nothing baby. I just expected to see Isla, that's all. Not Bucky."

Y/N folded her arms over her chest, careful not to let her backpack or sports bag slip off her shoulders. "I don't believe you."

Nat patted her on the head and unlocked the door to the studio. "Okay. Now come on. I want to work on your solo. We have that turns section to sort out so hurry up and get changed."

Y/N groaned and dropped her back off her shoulder, where it landed with a muffled thud ad her feet. "Mom give me a minute. I just got here."

"I have no minutes to give. It's comp season, you know that Y/N/N. No time to waste." Nat was already over in the speaker corner, connecting her laptop up so it was ready. "Why are you still standing there?"

"Can I just have 2 minutes to breathe?"

Natasha turned around and placed her hands on her hips, mirroring her daughter perfectly. "Do you want Yelena to take your private instead? She's free right now actually. I could be teaching junior tap instead."

Y/N's eyes went wide and she quickly grabbed her discarded bag. "No no! I'll hurry. I'll change and be back! Please don't sent Yelena in here!"

"Good. And I won't. She's taking your class for ballet later anyway. So you have that to enjoy."

The teenager was halfway to the changing room before she stopped dead in her tracks. That was her worst nightmare. "Mama! She's gonna be all 'Those feet are horrible. Point them. Why do your hands look like claws. Are you a crab? Are we doing Little Mermaid dance? Your posture is like potato couch. Why are none of you flexible?'" Her Russian accent sounded nothing like her aunt, which made Nat raise an eyebrow. She'd taught her daughters better than that. Or so she thought.

"Potato couch?"

"I think she meant couch potato. But yeah she said that to Becca last week. It helped though. Her posture was better last night."

"Then she's a good teacher." Such a know it all.  "Do you stretch every night?"

Y/N went to answer and Nat gave her a knowing look. "Well, not every night."

"Then everything Yelena says is true. So don't complain. She tells me everything."

"I don't see how you guys are sisters. You're so different. She makes you seem almost angelic." Y/N fiddled with the lock on the changing room door.

"Exactly what your mom and I say about you and Isla. Now stop being cheeky and go get changed. And I want the hi-cut black leotard because we're working on legs today. Oh, and Y/N, bring your half soles because I don't want to completely destroy your feet before the rest of your classes." Natasha was bossy but it's what made her one of the best teachers around. She knew what she wanted and what it took to get there. She could recognise the potential in her dancers but would only work with those who put the work in themselves.

There was something so special about working with your daughter. Nat loved it, even if she didn't get to do privates like this much. Yes, she went into dance teacher mode and Y/N was no exception, but the pride she felt when she watched her daughter dance was something she didn't feel as much with the other dancers. Just like when she watched Isla win her races, seeing Y/N dance made her heart swell so much it felt as though it would burst.

10 minutes later and Y/N emerged from the changing room, a hair tie between her teeth as she pulled her hair up into a ponytail. Nat wasn't strict on hair with privates, only with normal class. So she just put on some calming music and started stretching with her daughter. Yes, it was weird seeing her mom effortlessly do the splits, but Y/N was used to it by now.

They gossiped the whole time, Y/N filling her in on any school drama that was of interest. As Y/N moved to the bar to stretch her leg holds, Nat couldn't hold back her questions anymore.

"What's going on with you and Bucky?" Nat asked and then burst out laughing as she turned to face her daughter. Y/N had her right leg pulled up to her head, but the most confused and shocked expression on her face. It truly was a hilarious sight.

"Uh- nothing? But I feel like you know something I don't? That's the second time you've asked me today."

Nat shrugged. "Well, he gave you a lift. I'm just curious."

"Well there's nothing to be curious about." She switched legs as she was talking. "He's just a friend. You know that. We've literally been friends since middle school!"

"Okay. I'll just ask Isla then." Nat smirked and walked over to her laptop.

"Mama, she will just tell you the same! And if she doesn't then she's just causing drama. Or making my life a living hell."

"She's your sister. That's what she's supposed to do. You do the exact same to her, even if you don't think so." Y/N rolled her eyes, moving to the centre of the room. "Okay, let's run it. You ready?"

"Is that why you and Aunt Yelena can't direct the same dance show? Because you argue?" Y/N smirked as her mom shook her head. "I'm right aren't I?"

"No you're not. And she's Miss Yelena to you. Just like I'm Miss Natasha. Now, dance."

"Yes Mama." Y/N wore a shit eating grin as she moved to her starting position, trying to get into the character of her dance so she didn't burst out laughing.

She was grateful for the relationship she had with both her moms and family meant the most to her. Even Isla had a special place in her heart, despite their quarrels and petty arguments. Those sisters would do anything for each other if it came down to it. Which was surprising to everyone except Wanda and Natasha. They saw the sisterly bond like no one else did. It was unbreakable.

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