#“ballet music for beginners”

[balletrax]

Discover the Best Ballet Class Music for every Dancer's Journey

Ballet, known for its elegance and precision, needs a perfect blend of movement and music. The best ballet class music is vital. It helps dancers find the right rhythm for each step, from pliés to pirouettes. The right music can boost your practice and transform your performance. This is true for both beginner and expert dancers. Let's explore how music can enhance your ballet journey.

The Importance of Music in Ballet

Music is the heartbeat of ballet. It gives rhythm, energy, and emotion to every movement. We select the best ballet class music with great attention. It must match the tempo and style of each exercise. It should guide dancers through their routines with precision. From the warm-up at the barre to the grand leaps in the centre, music helps with timing. It also adds a dynamic layer to the movements.

The right music supports technique and helps dancers connect with their performance. It enables them to express the story behind the steps, bringing artistry to life in every gesture. The music you dance to is key to your experience. It matters whether it is a classical piece or a contemporary variation.

The best ballet class music suits all dancers, from beginners to pros. At each stage of your ballet journey, the right music ensures you are progressing at the right pace. For beginners, slower tempos allow for practice with proper alignment and technique. As dancers advance, the music becomes more complex. It challenges them to refine their movements while staying precise and graceful.

Balletrax’s Ballet Class CD: The Perfect Companion

Balletrax offers a ballet class CD for dancers at all practice stages. This curated collection of tracks achieves an ideal balance between rhythm and melody. It supports dancers from warm-up to cool-down. Balletrax's ballet class music helps dancers stay in tune with their movements. This ensures precision and grace in each step.

The CD is a perfect companion. It has music for all phases of a ballet class. Balletrax's music, from slow adagios to fast allegros, adds depth to every class. It keeps dancers engaged and motivated.

Music Books to Unlock the Secrets of Ballet Melodies

Dancers wanting to understand ballet music should explore music books. They can offer invaluable insights. These books help dancers grasp the structure and nuances of ballet. They cover everything from the music's timing to its emotional undertones. Studying these musical works will help dancers interpret the music in class. They will then connect more with the piece they are dancing to.

Knowing the music behind the movements helps dancers. It refines their timing, boosts their musicality, and enhances their artistry. The best ballet class music is not for listening. It's for interpreting and expressing each note through movement.

Conclusion

Finding the best ballet class music is key to enhancing your ballet experience. Music provides the structure, rhythm, and emotional connection needed to elevate every performance. Balletrax's ballet class CDs and music books let dancers immerse themselves in ballet. They can improve their technique, expression, and performance. The right music inspires dancers to new heights. It makes each plié and pirouette more graceful and meaningful.

[emergeartsmedia]

How can I start singing lessons for kids?

 Finding reputable singing tutors in Singapore is crucial for ensuring quality instruction. Start by searching online for local vocal coaches and singing schools. Websites, social media platforms, and local forums often have listings and advertisements for singing tutors. Additionally, word-of-mouth recommendations from friends, family, or fellow musicians can be invaluable. Attending local music events or joining singing groups can also provide opportunities to meet experienced tutors.

Evaluating Tutor Qualifications and Experience

When evaluating potential singing tutors, consider their qualifications and experience. Look for tutors who have formal training in music or vocal performance, such as degrees from reputable institutions or certifications from recognized music organizations. Experience is equally important; a tutor with several years of teaching experience is likely to have refined their teaching methods. Check if the tutor has experience in the specific genre your child is interested in, whether it’s classical, pop, musical theater, or jazz.

Recommended Schools and Platforms

Recommended Schools and Platforms Several schools and platforms in Singapore are known for their high-quality singing lessons. One such platform is Emerge Arts and Media, which offers personalized singing lessons tailored to individual needs. Emerge Arts and Media is renowned for its professional approach and comprehensive resources, making it a top choice for aspiring singers. Other recommended institutions include the School of Music and the Arts (SOMA), which offers a range of vocal courses, and the Lee Wei Song School of Music, known for its expertise in contemporary music. These schools provide a variety of lesson formats, from private sessions to group classes, catering to different learning preferences and budgets.

Factors to Consider When Choosing Singing Lessons

Lesson Format and Frequency

When choosing singing lessons Singapore, the format and frequency of lessons are key factors to consider. Decide whether you prefer in-person or online lessons based on your schedule and learning preferences. In-person lessons offer hands-on guidance and the opportunity to use professional equipment, while online lessons provide flexibility and a wider range of tutor options. Additionally, consider how often you can commit to lessons. Regular, consistent practice is crucial for vocal improvement, so ensure the lesson frequency fits into your weekly routine.

Tutor’s Teaching Style and Approach

The teaching style and approach of a tutor can greatly influence your learning experience. Some tutors may focus on technical aspects such as breathing techniques, pitch control, and vocal exercises, while others might emphasize performance and stage presence. It’s important to find a tutor whose teaching style matches your learning preferences and goals. A trial lesson can be an excellent way to gauge whether a tutor’s approach aligns with your needs.

Cost and Affordability

Cost is another important consideration when selecting singing lessons. Prices can vary widely depending on the tutor’s qualifications, experience, and the lesson format. Private lessons tend to be more expensive than group lessons, but they offer personalized attention. Online lessons can be a more affordable option compared to in-person sessions. It’s essential to balance cost with the quality of instruction to ensure you get the best value for your investment in your vocal training.

How Emerge Arts and Media Can Help

Overview of Emerge Arts and Media

Emerge Arts and Media is a premier institution in Singapore dedicated to providing high-quality singing lessons tailored to individual needs. Renowned for their comprehensive approach and experienced tutors, Emerge Arts and Media has built a reputation for excellence in vocal training. They cater to students of all levels, from beginners to advanced singers, ensuring personalized attention and support for every student.

Their Approach to Personalized Singing Lessons

Emerge Arts and Media emphasizes a personalized approach to singing lessons, understanding that each student has unique vocal needs and goals. Their experienced tutors conduct thorough vocal assessments to determine the strengths and areas for improvement of each student. Based on this assessment, a customized lesson plan is developed, focusing on techniques and skills that will help students achieve their specific objectives. Whether your child is aiming for a career in classical music, pop, or musical theater, Emerge Arts and Media’s tailored lessons ensure that they receive the right guidance and training to excel in their chosen genre.

Additional Resources and Support Offered by Emerge Arts and Media

Beyond personalized singing lessons, Emerge Arts and Media provides a range of additional resources and support to enhance your child’s learning experience. These include:

Workshops and Masterclasses

Opportunities to learn from industry professionals and gain insights into various aspects of singing and performance.

Performance Opportunities

Regular recitals and showcases where students can practice their skills in front of an audience, building confidence and stage presence.

Music Theory and Stage Presence Classes

Supplemental classes that provide a well-rounded education, covering essential aspects of music theory and performance techniques.

Online Learning Tools

Access to a variety of digital resources, including video tutorials, practice tracks, and interactive learning modules, allowing students to continue their education outside of regular lessons.

[alextydaisuda123]

Pepperman (Honesty) from Genocide Tower (@milk-545)

He just appeared, and I already have a fanart for him. He was drawn quite simply, which doesn't surprise me, since there are only 2 colors, blue and a drop of pink. By the way, I was a little surprised by the pointe shoes on his hands, and the author, sorry, but I changed the lacing on his hands, since I thought it would be a little more appropriate to tie it the way they usually tie them when wearing these same pointe shoes. As I understand it, this AU is a big reference to Undertale. Judging by the fact that this Pepperman is blue, he is the soul of Honesty, and he is also a ghost (which I displayed using the glow in the picture). By nature, he is timid, silent and modest. His backstory includes the following facts: he became friends with a girl named Betty, who was just a beginner ballerina, and he received from her as a souvenir: pointe shoes and a tutu (which Pepperman doesn't have, which is a pity, I would have liked to see it😏✨️). And he drew her portrait upon returning to the tower. And Peppino killed him (I don't know why, although judging by the AU title, it's clear why ._.). By the way, I drew a pose that slightly references ballet, no one is against it, right? And for some reason it seems to me that because of his emotional state and the reference to ballet, the music "Swan Lake" would suit him, I don't know, I just feel that way.

[museenkuss]

loving and moving my body this week - 🌸Totally Spies🌸 pt.1

Monday. cardio for kickboxing, martial arts fitness training [21 mins] // standing leg workout for strength & flexibility [13 mins]

Tuesday. Catwoman-inspired low-impact workout [8 mins] // E.T. dance workout [4 mins] + beginner front split stretches [16 mins]

Wednesday. pilates x barre [24 mins] // quick & intense dance cardio [10 mins]

Thursday. train like an angel masterclass [27 mins] // stretch and sweat [13 mins]

Friday. (post-mission wellness day) full body yoga stretch [11 mins] // Meditative yoga flow [18 mins]

Saturday. Christina vs. Britney HIIT dance workout [27 mins]

Sunday. beginner-friendly yoga sculpt [25 mins]

[28.04.-04.05.25] Girls...🧡❤️💚 I have a workout plan for you. The Totally Spies workouts were so much fun to assemble and I'm very excited to share them with you!! While the focus is on strength and flexibility, I tried to include a wide variety of styles (and sprinkled in some dancing) - so we're getting new missions every day. I hope we'll have fun with these :)!

~🌸~

More info on how I compiled this list and alternatives:

While Sam, Clover and Alex are extremely fit, we rarely see them work out - and when we do, it's usually PE stuff (running, climbing ropes etc). It was a little challenging to adapt that into home workouts. Apart from the martial arts aspect, their fighting styles rely heavily on flexibility (acrobatics), so I tried to build the plans around that theme without having access to a trainer, a gym, or super spy-flexibility (we're working on the last part). I also pulled from a variety of sources, since that made it more fun and since they simply are experts at anything. This first week is too short to include cheerleading, ballet, aerial, ice skating, etc etc, but they can do it all! (and we can have fun dabbling in it to target specific things we might usually not think of) 🧡❤️💚

I found the training the angels video on the preparations Cameron Diaz, Lucy Lu and Drew Barrymore went through for Charlie's Angels very inspiring (and super interesting!). We sadly don't have 8 hours a day to work on our individual fighting styles, but we'll make do!

Lastly, I wanted to include dance videos because, frankly, I could imagine that a lot of their daily "working out" sessions would just be them dancing together in Clover's lavish room... It just felt right. Originally, I wanted all of the songs to be from the early 00s, since that's when the show started, but since they're pretty much ageless and the show went on for much longer, I decided to just focus on the fun aspect of it. Still, the main focus is on girly pop music and most of it IS the Britney girlpop era (bc I happen to like that a lot and it feels right for them). On that note: I also tried to find videos that felt either like friends working out, or like 'we have this expert here to teach us this workout for our mission'. It's part workout, part playing pretend and, again, I had a ton of fun just assembling this. I hope you'll enjoy them as well!

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In case the suggestion doesn’t feel right for that day, here are some alternatives (13 minutes or less, can also be used as add-ons). No shame in taking it slow! Let’s move according to our needs! :) bedtime yoga stretch to release stress & tension [13 mins]  // beginner’s ballet flexibility [8 mins]//  slow & smooth beginner belly dance workout [12 mins]  // lazy girl full body workout [7 mins] // express pilates [10 mins]

[babyphat05]

what are some hobbies you have lined up for the summer? I need inspo

I'm curating my summer to be as eventful as possible lol.

I'm training for a 5k race. In preparation, I'm setting running goals every week. I'm a super beginner so I'm looking into joining a running group this summer to keep me motivated.

I'm taking my ballet hobby up a notch. I've been back into ballet for a year now and want to start challenging myself now that I've familiarized myself with everything. There are some masterclasses at Alvin Ailey that I really want to take.

I'm challenging myself to read 10 books by the end of August/beginning of September. I curated a summer reading list so we'll see if I get through it all to keep me on track with my yearly reading goals lol

I'm taking in-person French classes. I can not for the life of me learn French by myself. These classes are only once a week, but I highly believe that physically going to these classes, and having a set module that I have to follow on top of being consistent with Duolingo will help me get the basics down pact by August.

I'm pushing myself to be outside this summer. Not in a 'clubs and bars' sense but outside in a 'day parties, networking events, Sunday farmers market, live music, trying new restaurants' way. I think everyone should take advantage of the nice weather and not be in the house 24/7 this summer. I do a lot of activities solo, and it's so much fun to keep this momentum going by planning activities that I can have fun doing by myself.

[blushblushbear]

Wrote a quick fic of @ren-054's Vitya and Nimh based off a drawing they did of them (and also cause I think they make a dang cute little couple!)

Mildly suggestive, most just sensual!

more under the cut!

At the start of it, Nimh was just trying to be more flexible. 

He wasn’t getting any younger and it was never too early to start trying to take care of your body; but given his heart condition, anything high impact or high cardio was out. 

He had attempted a yoga class but it was just too much! And all of that relaxing new wave zen music blasting while he was struggling did not help to relax him actually…

So on a weird whim, he took up a dance class.

It was beginner ballet. He knows that’s probably a bit weird but something about it called to him. He wasn’t about to drop it all and be a dancer or anything, but he was enjoying himself!

Actually, what he was really enjoying was his dreamy teacher with the dashing smile. It wasn’t why he joined or anything, or even why he stuck to it for months, but he had to admit the first time that elegant ray of sunshine beamed into the class he felt his knees get a little weak. And it didn’t hurt that the teacher was probably one of the most chill and encouraging people he’d ever met. Between his pretty face and charming personality;

Yeah, Nimh had to admit it, he had a little crush going. 

He’d never act on it of course, he’s way too much of a coward for that! But just being able to be around him once a week, to see him glide around swan as he watched over the class, to see that smile, to hear that voice– it got him through many a tough week.

And occasionally when he felt his hand on him– supporting his back, adjusting his stance, stretching his leg just a bit further– it was accompanied by the feeling of his heart leaping into his throat. 

Not that Vitya needed to know that.

Oh yeah, and his name was Vitya. Just when Nimh thought he couldn’t get more dreamy… 

He was trying to clear his head and focus on breathing as he stood there, eyes closed, bent over, back straight, feet in an awkward fourth position because he couldn’t handle fifth yet, one arm outstretched as gracefully as he could manage (which is to say, not really at all), while the other death gripped onto the balance bar above so that he didn’t fall flat on his face… again… 

“Your face is turning red again.” Vitya’s voice sounded so close, and when Nimh opened his eyes, he nearly jumped when he saw Vitya’s face just under his. And so so close… “You’re holding your breath again.” Vitya said with a bit of a pout, “You need to BREATHE.” He took a deep breath in to demonstrate, making it all look so easy as he practically folded himself in half to lower his face to meet Nimh’s. Nimh took in a deep breath, and exhaled it shakily, his limbs wobbling a little making him feel even more embarrassed than he already did. 

“Excellent!” He chirped, rising to a full stand with seemingly no effort at all. “Alright class, deep breath in–” a collective inhale, “and as we rise, exhale out! Good!” Nimh was grateful Vitya had sauntered on, so he wouldn’t catch how shakily he lifted his back, or how red his face still was– albeit for… different reasons. 

Even though he enjoyed himself, Nimh realized he hadn’t gotten much more flexible in the months he’d been coming to the class. He wondered why he hadn’t just been kicked out at this point. And when Vitya called to him at the end of class, for a brief moment, he worried he was about to be…

As the rest of the class filtered out for the day, Nimh and Vitya were left alone. 

“Hey,” Vitya began, his smile still sweet, but his eyes seemed a bit more concerned, “I’ve noticed you’re still having some trouble… This was my last class for the day and I was wondering– if you’re down to stay a few extra minutes, I’d really like to work with you one on one for a bit.”

Nimh screamed internally. 

It was bad enough he had to deal with his dumb little crush head on in the moments Vitya hovered around him, but having to do that ALONE. 

“I mean– if you don’t have the time today that’s fine…” 

His brain was scrambling, trying to find a way to say no, but as he looked at Vitya’s face (his stupidly handsome face, as it pouted at him, hand on a cocked hip and the other hand hooked against his other arm in a pose only a dancer standing idly would pull) he couldn’t find it in him to turn Vitya down. 

“N-no, I have a few minutes I could spare…” Nimh stuttered out. Vitya’s face was immediately beaming.

“Wonderful, let’s jump right into it then!” 

Within a few minutes Nimh was back standing at the bar, posing the same as he had earlier, only now he had Vitya’s full attention as he shakily lowered himself.

Vitya circled him as he bent over, eyes studying Nimh’s movements. 

“I know it’s hard for you,” Vitya began as he came up behind Nimh, “but you have to bend lower.” Nimh felt Vitya’s hand on his lower back and a chill rushed up his spin as Vitya began to gently push him lower. “That’s it…” Vitya cooed, hand slowly sliding up Nimh’s spine towards his shoulder blades, “bend further… remember to breathe…” Nimh could hear the smile in Vitya’s voice, but it felt… different… almost coy… and as Vitya leaned over him from behind, pushing Nimh further down, he wondered which was more inappropriate; this position, or the fact that having Vitya behind him with his hand on his back was putting the wildest images into his mind. 

Images of his hot dance instructor. Images of said instructor bending him over like this to have his way with him. Images of Nimh panting as Vitya, firm but gentle, gave him everything he had…

Nimh exhaled out shakily (though shaky for different reasons this time), closed his eyes, and tried to clear his head. His heart was pounding, and he was certain he was blushing from ear to ear. Vitya chuckled behind him. Nimh had never heard Vitya sound so playful, as the words,

“Good, very good…” escaped Vitya’s lips and made Nimh’s knees go a little weak. 

And then Vitya’s hand was gone.

Nimh blinked his eyes open, suddenly remembering where he was. 

“And now, rise up slowly.” Vitya said cheerily, circling around again and landing towards Nimh’s front. Nimh rose up slowly, quietly cursing how all it took was one dreamy dance instructor to turn him into a pervert apparently. What had he even been thinking? He closed his eyes, and bit his lip embarrassed. 

Vitya smiled, cocking his head slyly at Nimh. 

“Your hips aren’t square enough.” Vitya said in a very matter of fact manner, “You need to keep your hips straight.” He walked over to Nimh again, coming around behind him once more as he set his hands on Nimh’s hips, moving them a bit forcefully into the correct posture. “See, like this, they need to stay like this as you move. They’re perfectly fine as you go down, but once you come back up they’re all tilted.”

Nimh heard Vitya’s voice, but he took in none of the words he said. The moment Vitya’s hands were on his hips, Nimh’s head went all fuzzy.

“Try it once more.” Vitya instructed.

“Wh–huh?”

“Bend over again, and this time try and keep your hips squared.” 

Oh GOD.

With a gulp, Nimh began to bend over once more. 

“That’s it. Nice and steady…” one of Vitya’s hands was on his back again, “Remember to keep your back straight. Yes, just like that!” 

Yep. Nimh was bent over in front of his sexy ass dance teacher while said sexy ass dance teacher was behind him with one hand on his hip and the other on his back.

And Nimh was internally screaming again. 

He couldn’t tell if this was a dream or a nightmare but wow was it sure fantasy fodder for later… 

He tried to not think about it as his cheeks burned and he rose back up slowly.

“There you go,” Vitya continued, hand still on Nimh’s back, guiding him back up just as steadily as he lowered him, “And then– you’re back up! Shoulders square, hips square,” Vitya’s hand smoothed to Nimh’s front as he pulled Nimh back a bit, “back straight.” Nimh chanced a nervous glance at Vitya whose face was so close to his, smile all beam and eyes focused in on Nimh’s face. “Perfect.” 

Nimh stood there frozen for a moment, until a small gasp made him realize he had stopped breathing again. 

“O-oh… Uh… I…”

“Once more.”

“Huh? Oh! U-uh…”

With Vitya’s hands still resting on him, Nimh began to slowly lower again. Vitya still guided him, but more lightly than before. And before Nimh knew it, he was doubled over in front of his teacher again.

“And back up,” Vitya’s hand slid up Nimh’s side, guiding him to rise again, this time stopping a little up his arm. “Excellent. And back down,” Vitya’s thumb that rested at Nimh’s hip gave a little push and once again Nimh lowered. It was starting to feel a lot easier with Vitya guiding him. His hands helping to ease Nimh into the movements. He didn’t mean to, but he felt himself give his body over to Vitya’s control. It was forceful and gentle, bright yet sly, demanding yet sweet, and most of all– playful.

After a few more bends, Nimh eased back against Vitya again, stretching up and draping himself over his form as he panted lightly. His cheeks were flushed, eyes half lidded and mind hazy as he looked back at Vitya, who greeted him with a warm yet knowing smirk.

“There you are. See, you were practically in half on that last one.” Nimh was only half paying attention to Vitya’s words. His body felt so closely pressed against his, Nimh’s eyes on Vitya’s lips with a sudden urge to kiss him. Vitya noticed… “Nimh… you… you like me don’t you?” Nimh’s eyes went back to Vitya’s, lips pressing into an embarrassed line. Nimh couldn’t say it, but his expression answered for him. Vitya chuckled, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to call you out like that. I just…” his hand slid up Nimh’s arm and took his hand, never breaking eye contact as he lowered it and giving it a small kiss. “I’ve noticed.” Vitya winked.

Nimh snapped back to reality, whole face turning red as he took a step away from Vitya, hands covering his mouth and eyes wide. 

Vitya cocked his head curiously.

“Sorry… was that not alright?” he asked, eyes soft with concern.

“No… I MEAN– NOT ‘NO’ NO! NO! I MEAN, YES! I MEAN—” Nimh’s eyes darted around the room trying to get a grip, “what I mean to say is…” he paused, looking over at Vitya. He let out a small sigh, “I was just… surprised… is all… that was fine… b-better than fine actually…”

Vitya smiled, stepping closer to Nimh, who was still a stammering mess, but he didn’t step back. Vitya leaned in close, took Nimh’s hand again, and gave it another kiss.

“Good. I really was hoping to keep helping my favorite student.” the word ‘favorite’ dripped out of his mouth like honey and with another playful smirk he leaned in closer and whispered against Nimh’s ear “Though next time, I would like to give a more… private lesson.”A shiver ran up Nimh’s spine. Vitya pulled back and, with a look that was a mix of sly and puppy dog, asked, “Is that alright?” 

Nimh nodded like crazy in response.

“Wonderful!” Vitya beamed. He pulled his phone out, and with a playful smile said, “Give me your number, and we’ll work on some real flexibility together.”

[blossom-hwa]

manège | k.th

pairing: Taehyun x gender neutral!reader genre:  fluff, a little angst and comfort, ballet dancer!taehyun and pianist!reader warnings: n/a word count: 1.4k notes: — this pairing's been on my mind for a good year or so, so I'm very happy to have finally written something for them :) please note that I've only been doing ballet for a couple years now, so if I've used any terms incorrectly, I'm very sorry! — for some clarification, mc and taehyun go to an arts school, and mc volunteers as one of the pianists for the ballet studio Taehyun finds his way back to you, again.  

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manège: a classical ballet term for “circular,” which describes a series of steps done in a circular pattern around the stage

. . . . .

"...Taehyun?"

The question of his name is quiet enough that if he hadn't noticed the opening of the door in the corner of the mirror, he would have missed it. As it stands, his mind barely processes your voice emerging from behind the door, and it takes a moment to shake off the double tours and pirouettes before he can even recognize the face appearing in the mirror. He blinks sweat away from his eyes. "Y/N?"

"It's late," you say, stepping into the empty studio. "You're still practicing?"

As one, you both look at the clock hanging on the wall. It's long past eight, when Taehyun initially told himself he'd stop—long past nine, even.

Suddenly all of the exhaustion of the day seems to hit him at once. His muscles ache, sweat keeps dripping down his face no matter how much he wipes away, and there's a small but consistent flare of pain in his calf that he should really stop and massage out. Really, he wants nothing more than to just sit down against the wall, or maybe even flop onto the floor and stare at the ceiling while seeing nothing at all. He's been here since eight in the morning and his body clearly knows it.

"Yeah," is all he says in lieu of articulating all of this, though, because his throat feels gravelly and words are hard. "What are you doing here?" he asks instead. It's at least as fair of a question for you as yours was for him.

"I had class," you say. Taehyun takes in your leggings, the loose T-shirt almost covering your shorts, and remembers yes, there was a lower-level class held almost immediately after you got off your shift. "I stayed after to practice."

He frowns. "For almost five hours?" You were playing the piano for his company class until it ended at three. Your adult beginner class ends at four thirty, and it's past nine.

"Not ballet." You shift the weight of several books in your arms, and only then does Taehyun see their worn paper bindings, the music markings on the covers, and remember that people practice things besides dance. "Evaluations coming up. There was a free piano in one of the empty studios."

Ah. Taehyun nods. And then the room falls into silence again, broken only by the sounds of your breathing.

"So." You walk to the empty piano in the room, placing your books on the top before looking at him expectantly. "What are you working on?"

It takes him a moment to register your words, to understand that you're not telling him to leave or go home or get some rest. All of which he should do, but the looming specter of the showcase next week won't let him. "You're not going to tell me to go home and rest?" he asks regardless, and even though his throat squeaks a bit after spending so many hours in silence, you don't laugh. Not at that, anyway.

"Well, would you have gone home if I'd said you should?" you reply, raising an eyebrow. He shakes his head and a smile curves his lips when you give a little laugh. "See?"

"Point taken," he says, and when you laugh again he laughs too. "Grand Pas Classique," he answers your original question. "For the showcase. Next week."

Your mouth parts in a little 'o'. "This one?" you ask, playing out a short melody. He nods. "Can I see?"

He should. He shouldn't. He at once wants to but doesn't, wants to let the melody sing in his blood as he double tours and entrechats around the room, spinning and leaping across the floor, but he also knows that you're here. And if Taehyun is his own harshest critic, he becomes even harsher when someone else is in the room.

You look at him, though, and he looks at you, and he knows that you see him for himself. See the sweaty hair matted into clumps, see the muscles aching behind his skin, see the work put into every effortlessly pointed toe and graceful finger as he takes his beginning position in front of the mirror. And when the music begins to play, the melody spilling into his ears and then into his blood, he looks into the mirror and smiles not because he has to, but because your watchful eyes will never hold judgment. Will never hold disappointment. Will only ever see him, see Taehyun Kang the person and not Taehyun Kang the dancer, and will cherish him for it.

When he's done, the applause of one person cuts through the labored silence of his breathing, and it's enough to keep the smile on his face, to let his muscles finally relax, to wipe the sweat from his brow and sit down. Or—not really. He's still a little too wired to sit, but he leans against the wall of the studio and gestures to where you sit at the piano like it's the most natural position in the world, ready to play but not. "Show me something," he says when he has enough breath to speak. "What are you working on?"

There's a moment when you're flipping through your books, skimming pages filled with music and your careful notes, where Taehyun loses himself, for a moment, in you. When you squint at a few pages, then put the book back on top of the piano, then position yourself at the keys. The preparation—the careful placement of your fingers just as deliberate as his pointed toes and graceful hands—the moment where time holds still, before you give in to the song in your mind and your heart and allow the music to flow through your veins.

It all comes back to you, Taehyun thinks as your fingers waltz and whirl across the keys, dance in enchanting patterns of black and white. From him, to you, back to him and then to you again—in manège, arabesques and jetés leaping about the stage, coming away from the center only to reach it again the way everything always returns to you. Your voice, your music, always there. Always constant. Pulling him back to earth when he threatens to topple over the edge, never once wavering in your strength or patience even when you see the worst parts of him over and over.

He's sitting down by the time you stop playing, fingers gentle yet unyielding against the piano, coaxing a last, wavering echo from its depths before your hands rise, suspended in the air, then fall to your lap. When you look up, the fluorescent studio lights seem to burn your figure into his vision, like the afterimage of a lightning strike behind his eyes. "That was beautiful," he says, and he means it in more ways than one.

And you accept the praise in more ways than one, in the smile on your lips, in the twinkle in your eyes, in the moment where you sit down next to him, back against the wall, and let him lean his sweaty head on your shoulder with no complaint about how gross it must feel. "Thank you," you say, and when you do, the melody racing through his veins finally calms.

It's almost ten, now, the clock still ticking away on the wall. But you make no move to get up and neither does Taehyun, even when you murmur "Home?" in a voice that only makes him lean further into you, even when he makes a noise of agreement in the back of his throat. In the end, it takes nearly twenty minutes for you to finally pat his knee and say get up, Taehyun. And then he disappears to change and wash up and collect his things, and maybe in the shower he can feel himself beginning to fade away again, but then you're standing right outside the locker room and when he slips his hand into yours, he comes back to earth. Manège. Circling you, always. Leaving. Returning. Orbiting. Joining.

Music dancing through his blood and yours, a song that he will always be able to follow back home.

Reblogs and comments are deeply appreciated! Hope you enjoyed this, and have a lovely day :)

[kalpakita]

IWTV - additional music

Long post about the music used in the show.

I added some info about the artist / composer / song + a mention if I found some relevance or interesting bits.

note: I didn't identify most myself, so thanks to @greedandenby's playlists + @iwtvfanevents 🎵

Ferdinand LaMothe aka Jelly Roll Morton (1890-1941) : Creole musician, pianist and composer who is regarded as one of the pioneers of jazz music. He started his piano playing in the Storyville area.

1.01: The Crave -We see him portrayed and playing this song in the very 1st scene where Louis meets Lestat.

1.03: Wolverine Blues -In ep3 Daniel plays it after Louis claims Lestat inspired Morton to write the song. It's an early jazz standard.

Scott Joplin (1868-1917) : Composer and pianist, who has been dubbed the "King of Ragtime". He considered ragtime to be a form of classical music meant to be played in concert halls.

1.01: Solace -plays later in the same scene when Lestat holds Louis in his gaze. Both this and Morton's "The Crave" have a habanera rhythm.

Florence Price (1887-1953) : Classical composer, pianist and more. She is noted as the first African-American woman to have a composition played by a major orchestra. She was mentioned as one of the inspirations and a fav of the show's composer Daniel Hart.

1.01: Dances in the Canebrakes: I. Nimble Feet -plays when Louis starts hanging out with Lestat.

Pyotr Tchaikovsky (1840–1893) : One of the most famous composers of the Romantic period, perhaps best known for his ballets Swan Lake and The Nutcracker. He had a number of affairs with men but strove to keep it hidden.

1.01: Iolanta -his last opera. The setting is a beautiful garden and its heroine is an "outsider". In the end Iolanta is amazed of the of the world hidden from her before. Louis was moved by it but hides that from his family.

1.01: During Paul's funeral you can hear a brass band version of the hymn called In the sweet by and by. I read that this kind of procession is an unique tradition in New Orleans, sometimes called "jazz funeral."

Mauro Giuliani (1781-1829) : Cellist/violinist best known for his guitar music.

1.02: Caprice for guitar, Op.11 - This classical guitar piece plays in the scene with "Rashid" while Daniel discovers Marius's painting. Armand hint.

Gaetano Donizetti (1797-1848) : A prolific composer of over 70 operas. His most famous one is probably Lucia di Lammermoor.

1.02: Don Pascuale - Apparently, these 'comic operas' traditionally referenced to the stock characters from commedia dell'arte. (iykyk) The story revolves around unapproved love and marriage shenanigans.

1.03: Darktown Strutters' Ball by a black Canadian-born songwriter Shelton Brooks. It became a vaudevillian hit and is considered a jazz standard. The lyrics make a ref. to Morton. The version in the scene is very low tempo though.

1.03: Minuet in G major - One of the most well known pieces for beginners on the piano. It's often attributed to J.S.Bach but later to Christian Petzold. The Jelly Roll style 'Vampire’s Minuet' was arranged and played by Ethan Uslan for ep3.

1.03: Am I Blue can briefly be heard When Jonah enters Azalea. It's a popular song originally recorded by Ethel Waters for a 1929 movie, so it's a little out of timeline.

Frederic Chopin (1810–1849) : Composer and pianist of the Romantic period. His romantic and suggestive letters to men seem to have been intentionally misinterpreted by his biographers.

1.03: Nocturne, Op. 55: No. 1 in F minor -Plays during the scene with Louis and Jonah, ending just before "Was it raining?"

2.06: Nocturne, No. 20 in C Sharp Minor -Plays at the Sushi restaurant in S2. It is notable for its association with few Holocaust survivors.

1.04: Colour Suite: III. Yellow Hammers by Madeleine Dring, a mid century composer and pianist who had an "unique blend of classical and jazz influences,"-starts playing when the unholy family leave the wake.

1.04 note: Multiple nice pieces from APM library are used in ep4, mostly New Orleans dixieland - "The Viper " "Bourbon Street Blues" "Exotique" and "Jungle Jazz Room." There's also "Jelly's Blues" in ep1 and "Skip Dat Pop Dat" in ep5.

Alexander Scriabin (1872–1915) : Composer and pianist who "developed a growing atonal system, which was in accordance with his idea of mysticism." He "came to believe that he had a mission to regenerate mankind through art."

1.05: 24 Preludes Op. 11 No. 15 - Lestat plays it at the start of ep5.

Duke Ellington (1899–1974) Louis Armstrong (1901–1971) As many of you probably know, these jazz legends helped the genre forward. Ellington has the largest recorded personal jazz legacy. Armstrong became one of the most influential artists in jazz history. At the time of the story though, both were at the start of their careers.

1.05: East St. Louis Toodle-Oo was the first charting single for Ellington. It plays during the conversation with Anderson, before L&L come home to drunk Claudia.

1.05: Everything Is Hotsy Totsy Now - This fox-trot tune starts playing just after that, during the police search.

Few songs play over the radio/record in ep5 & 6:

1.05: Underneath The Arches by the duo Flanagan and Allen. It refers to the railway bridge where homeless slept during the Great Depression. It plays when Claudia returns home.

1.06: Haunted Heart - Broadway tune covered by Jo Stafford. It plays when Louis asks Claudia to make an effort to get along.

1.06: Was Your Heart Ever There - sang by Alyce Hauser. It plays when Lestat smokes and complains to Antoinette. (ep6 are bit out of timeline)

1.06: Giuseppe Tartini's "Devil's Trill Sonata" plays when Lestat comes after Claudia when she tries to leave by train. Tartini (1692-1770) was a composer and violinist of the Baroque era. He told that the devil had appeared to him in a dream and inspired to compose the sonata.

Johan Sebastian Bach (1685–1750) : A composer and organist of the Baroque period who is regarded one of the most influential musicians and often called the most spiritual. He composed for a variety of instruments and forms.

1.07: Partita in B-Flat Major: II. Allemande -Lestat plays it before Claudia offers to play the duet. It's a slow version of it.

Claude Debussy (1862–1918) : Composer whose works had a major influence on 20th century music. He "embraced nontraditional scales and tonal structures and developed a highly original system of harmony."

1.07: Six épigraphes antiques 1. "To invoke Pan" -The one Claudia and Lestat play together. It was originally composed for 4 hands but later made solo. Apparently, parts of these were earlier written as musical accompaniments for his friend's lesbian poems "Les Chansons de Biliti."

Erskine Hawkins (1914–1993) : Renowned bandleader and composer who was nicknamed the "20th-Century Gabriel," because of his heavenly trumpet play. His best known song is the jazz standard" Tuxedo Junction."

1.07: Dolemite - A popular song from that year plays when they plan the attack.

Ludwig van Beethoven (1770-1827) : Composer and impactful musical figure between the classical and romantic eras. He began to grow increasingly deaf in his 30s but continued composing. As our subject is vampires: he wrote a ten-page love letter to an "Immortal Beloved" but never sent it.

1.07: Piano Sonata No. 14 (moonlight sonata) -Plays several times + during the end credits. Most likely a homage to the usage of it in the 94 movie.

2.03: Fidelio, Op 72: Prisoners’ Chorus -This Opera tells a story of a woman who, dressed as a guard, tries to rescue her husband from prison. It gained significance after WW2. The chorus is an ode to freedom. Plays in S2 when Louis shows Alois his photographs.

2.01: Y’A Pas D’Printemps - Edith Piaf Piaf is perhaps the most well known French singers. She became kind of a symbol "of passion and tenacity". The song translates to "There's No Spring." The lyrics express longing for better life.

2.02: Snowfall - Claude Thornhill & his Orchestra - Thornhill was a pianist, composer and bandleader who wrote few jazz and pop standards. Notably this and "I Wish I Had You" with Billie Holiday. It plays when Louis says he started taking pictures.

Maurice Ravel (1875–1937) : Composer and pianist who "incorporated elements of modernism, baroque, neoclassicism and, in his later works, jazz." It's been speculated that he was gay. According to Daniel Hart, show Lestat loves Ravel.

2.02/04/08 Piano Concerto in G, II. Adagio assai -plays 3 times in S2: When Louis reads Lestat's letter, lets go of 'dreamstat' and during their reunion. Each time it's performed by Martha Argerich (seems she has recorded it 3 times) who Lestat also mentions in ep8.

2.02: Menilmontant - Charles Trenet, a singer-songwriter most famously known for the hit song La Mer. (Beyond the Sea) He was gay behind the public. This plays during end credits and refers to an area in Paris with "bohemian, left-wing and counterculture identity." (random side note: I love the jazz guitar version of this song recorded by Django Reinhardt)

Nat King Cole - A well loved singer, actor and it's often overlooked how great jazz pianist he was too. Despite the worldwide success, he still suffered intense racial discrimination during his career. Cole's trio was the model for small jazz ensembles that came later.

2.04: King Cole Trio - Vom, Vim, Veedle - One of the earliest recordings with the trio. I wonder if it made Louis homesick.

Josephine Baker -Iconic dancer, singer, actress, activist and more. She has been titled the "first black international superstar." Although married, she had a number of affairs with women (including Frida Kahlo)

2.06: Mon Cœur Est Un Oiseau Des Îles "My heart is an island bird" -This made me think about the bird motifs around Claudia.

[bluevelvetpedro]

Dance With You Tonight - Joel Miller x Fem!Reader

Authors Note: Idk who will all read this but hello, I'm Maddie! And welcome to my first written fic ever!! Pls do not judge if this is badly written😭 I would like to thank @punkshort for giving me the confidence for getting this actually written and beta-ing and this and giving me feedback. Much love and enjoy reading! xoxo

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Synopsis: You were training and studying to become a professional ballet dancer, until fate had other plans. Leaving you crushed and headed into a new career path. Becoming a dance teacher, a way of keeping dance in your life. Still in the process of healing, you meet Joel Miller. A single dad working as a contractor, trying to make his little girl happy by signing her up for dance lessons. Guarded when you first meet him, he teaches you to love a way you haven't before. 

Chapter warnings: Some swearing but that's it for now. Lightly edited. No Y/N

Chapter 1 - Beautiful Stranger (wordcount: 1.5k)

 Dancing was your passion, you had been doing it your entire life. It was clear from the start when your mom took you to see your first professional ballet performance. The costumes, the subtle movements and the rhythm of the music. Setting a goal from when you were just a kid, dreaming you would make it as a ballerina. It was easy to say that dance was your calling, being said from dance instructors. And even being accepted into The Boston Ballet. You had a bright future of dance ahead, you could picture it then. Being on a stage, the bright lights focused on only you. Where you danced for a full audience in a theater. 

Unfortunately right out of graduating,  those dreams came crashing to a halt. It was all because of the accident. It kept you from your training, and not being able to keep up with your dance peers.

You felt there was no direction your life was going anymore, when you had moved back home to Texas to heal, where there was nothing to keep you busy. Then, Miss Beatrice’s dance works came into motion. You were given an opportunity to teach childrens beginners ballet. Your parents urged you to do something productive like this. Thinking you might as well keep some part of dancing in your life, you accepted. 

You were playing the light piano music from your phone, and faced the bright eyed little kids. First practice of the season always seemed to go smoothly. Some were not as excited to be there as others, but nonetheless, you began instruction. Introducing them to the basics, the 5 basic positions. And had them walk across the room doing different movements with their arms.

Then you hear the metal door suddenly open, looking away from your students, you see a broad frame with a duffel bag shoved in his left hand and rushing his daughter to sit on the chair to slip her ballet shoes on. 

“Um pardon the interruption…” he said sincerely. You stop your teaching to smile and walk out of the studio and into the waiting room. 

“That's alright…we aren’t even ten minutes in.” you waved him off, and eyes wandered to the curly haired girl rushing in the waiting room. 

‘Keep on practicing the positions girls..” you say as you walk out the door to greet the dad. You look over to the girl and smile. “You must be Sarah.” You say she nods enthusiastically and beams. “I’m Joel, Sarah’s dad” he introduced himself, holding his hand out for you to take it. His hands were calloused but felt comforting, different from your delicate hand. You could almost feel your breath hitch. “Sorry for bein’ late for the first practice… I was behind at work and was in rush gettin’ home to pick her up.” he said with a sincere face. You examine his features, dark brown eyes that look like they've seen a lot. And lines that were deepening on his forehead.

You introduce yourself and continue to reassure him.  “Again it is no problem at all, just as long as you don't make it a habit.” you tease lightly. He chuckles and runs his hand through his hair. He looks around to see the other parents of the dancers getting agitated, which you notice and realize you need to continue class. “Well Joel, if you aren't busy you are welcome to sit on the bench and watch.” you smile and fold your two hands together. He did just that and took a breath, placing his hands on his knees. “C’mon Sarah, let’s head in.” she skips behind you and you shut the door behind. You gave a warm smile and had her stand at the bar with the others. 

Class then resumes and you catch Sarah up. Joel watches your softness teaching, and your gentle movements as you demonstrated to the peaceful music. Standing on your tiptoes and raising your arms, Joel notices the happiness in your eyes right away. It's as if you entered a completely different reality. He appreciates watching you helping Sarah when she was struggling. Urging her to take a deep breath when she got frustrated. 

Time passed and class ended, the kids rushing out to their parents and babbling. You walk behind them and walk to the desk in the studio office, grabbing papers and handing them to Joel. You were giving him the rundown of fundraising for the studio, and telling him that you needed Sarah's clothing size for therecital costume. You smiled as you saw him struggling to keep a note of all the important things, but he wanted to know and stay involved as much as possible for his kid. He smirked and held the papers up. “You got it.” He then found Sarah, and you waved as they walked out the door with the other families. 

After the studio was cleared for the evening, you collected your bag and water bottle. Then you walked out of the building. 

Unlocking your apartment door you took a deep breath. Not even wanting to think about dinner, you plopped yourself on your couch. Then dialed the nearby Chinese place a few blocks from your place on your phone. Deciding to order takeout, seems like the easiest choice, you think to yourself. 

While waiting for your food you got up and prepared a side salad for yourself in your tiny kitchen. Then rested your elbow on the counter and scrolled through your missed calls. A few being from your mom, shit. You then decide to call her tomorrow, it has already been a long day. Along with wanting to start choreographing the recital dance, even though it would be months away, you still wanted to feel on top of things.

A few hours then passed, and the discarded chinese boxes were still on your coffee table. You had your laptop laying on your chest as you focused. Then looking at the time you groan, placing your laptop at the edge of the couch. You then sit up and stretch, and get ready for bed.

You are now snuggled into the soft duvet and your head resting on your pillow. Your mind wandering in your pool of thoughts as you try to sleep. You cannot help but keep thinking of Joel. Something about him made you want to learn more.  

A few days pass and you are currently in between classes, so you took a break in your office. Typing away on your computer, replying to emails sent by parents, and filling out papers for Miss Beatrice, who owns the studio. 

Completely focused on your work, there was a light knock on your door. Startled out of your trance, you looked up. It was Joel, who had a nervous smile as he held his hand up to wave. 

“Hope m’ not interruptin’ anything?” he says cautiously. You shake your head, close your laptop and tuck a piece of your hair behind your ear. “Not at all, Mr. Miller. Come on in.” you give a warm smile and gesture for him to sit down at the seat across from your desk. He does so and sits himself down and clears his throat. “None of that, please…Mr. Miller is my father.” he teases. You smile and begin talking again, “Alright then, Joel. What can I help you with?” you smile.  

He shifts in his seat and rubs the back of his neck. You could tell something was bothering him. “Sarah has been talkin’ about starting dance lessons for a while now, and I’m excited I was able to get her here.” You nod, and Joel continues talking. “The problem is that I had no idea how much this would cost..” he slightly chuckles. 

“Joel, we are very flexible with our parents. We even offer all sorts of different sorts of payment plans.” you explain. He slowly nods and gives a sigh of relief. “And I will do everything I can to help you guys...Sarah is a really bright student. I would hate to see her leave.” you say sincerely. 

“Thank you very much.” he says. “Really means a lot..what you say ‘bout Sarah.” he says proudly. There's a beat of silence between Joel and you. Next thing you know you’re looking in your desk drawer for a sticky note. Scribbling down your number on the piece of paper and slide it across to him. He takes it and examines it. “What’s this?” he drawls. 

“It’s my phone number, in case you have any more questions for me.” you smile. He nods with a smile. “I really wish I could help you more today, but I have another class that starts in a few minutes.” you say. Joel then stands up and puts the piece of paper in his back jean pocket. He then follows you out of the office, and you open the door. Noticing him gently placing his hand on the small of your back. 

After you both say final goodbyes, you take a deep breath. Watching him exit the building you turn around. It's okay, It's okay, you give all the parents your phone number. You think to yourself. Your mind was churning. You enter the studio and begin warming up and greet the students as they walk in.

[writingquestionsanswered]

Any tips on writing ballet dance scenes? I got an idea for a story based around ballet, but I never did any ballet in my life. I figured research is important, but I might need more than that. For example, I recall having a hard time describing a non-ballet dance scene in a story and had to get help with it, which is probably going to be an issue considering that ballet is pretty complex from what I heard.

Writing Ballet Scenes without Ballet Knowledge

Research is definitely required here, but rather than simply reading about ballet, I would suggest going to YouTube and watching some "ballet for beginners" video. If you're able to participate with what the videos instruct in any way, that's all the better! Even if you can't or don't want to, just watching the videos will help you build an understanding of ballet from the ground up. As your knowledge builds you can expand out to more specific things you need to learn. Then, you can finally branch into learning more specific terminology for moves, elements, etc. You will also want to watch some actual ballet performances, and you can find some to stand in as models for the ones you want to write about, which not only gives you specific things to learn about (specific movements, specific terminology, etc.) but also helps you with what to actually describe.

Another aspect will simply be the sensory description of describing the actual ballet movements and scenes, including the movement, the costume, the stage decor (if any), etc.

I do have a posts on Describing Music and Describing Dance. Also, with the sensory description, remember you're thinking about what can be seen, heard, smelled, tasted, and felt/touched.

I hope that helps!

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[balletrax]

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[engenever-beaver]

It's so fucked up.

Like, you know, I'm a CAD-engineer. I'm a beginner level 3d modelist. I love memes and create them time to time. I play a lot of ttrpgs. I like games, I like translation, I like writing.

You would have never guessed this from my blog. No matter how much I wanted to make this site for publishing my funny creative bullshit time to time, I just can not.

My page is filled with war, death and suffering. The things Ukrainians live through every day.

The things westerners mostly ignore, while watching russian films on Oscar, or russian ballet, or listening to russian music. Especially now, since USA is literally controlled by russian puppets.

I know, that I will never give up. Like just so many of us all over the world. But when world gives up you... That really burns.

Most westerners would ignore mother crying over body of her dead kid, killed by a russian rocket. No matter how painful it is to us, they just don't care. For them we are another inconvenience, that makes their groceries go up 3%.

So, what can I say, apart from the phrase I once seen on a tombstone of young Ukrainian soldier.

"I hope our dead one's go to heaven, since they went through hell alive."

[sebflix]

Arabesque; sebastian sallow | pt1 (m)

pairing: sebastian sallow x ballet!reader(f)

genre: strangers (to friends??) to lovers, eventual smut

warnings: all characters are 18+! no other warnings in part 1, unless you count a lot of romantic tension, eventual smut in pt2

word count: 2.8k

chapter synopsis: After losing a duel to the new student, Sebastian becomes curious about who you are and does the most logical thing to learn more about you—he follows you right into the Room of Requirement.

other notes: the music i think of when she is dancing is black swan (orchestral ver) by bts, but you can think of whatever song you want!

links: ao3, masterlist

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01 | 02 | 03

When Sebastian said he would give you a 'proper Hogwarts welcome,' he didn't expect to be the first one on the floor.

As the new student at Hogwarts, you were just instructed by Professor Hecat to duel in class with Sebastian. He thought he'd cut you some slack and go easy on you, but he was taken aback by the first Levioso you casted. Intrigued by your mysterious aura, which had captivated him ever since you walked in late to the Sorting Ceremony the other day, he couldn't help but be mesmerised by you.

With the other students cheering for you, Sebastian picked himself up from the floor, brushing the dust off his robe. He glanced at you, seeing a triumphant grin on your face as the others congratulated you for winning.

As the class began filing out, he approached you. "Hm, not bad for a beginner. You give as good as you get," he chuckled, taking one last look at you before heading toward the door.

With a rush of adrenaline and a spark of excitement, you felt a sense of accomplishment bubbling up inside. You turned around, smirking. "I enjoyed that; it was certainly good practice."

His pride was slightly wounded but his interest piqued, Sebastian couldn't help but feel a growing admiration for your skill. "Practice? I was going easy on you."

You raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. "Sure you were. Let's see what happens next time when you're not holding back." You give him one last look before exiting the classroom, leaving him standing there, intrigued and eager to know more about you.

Ever since that duel, you had been on Sebastian's mind constantly. He notices you everywhere—in hallways, classrooms, the common room—always in a hurry, darting around corners to get somewhere. This only heightened his curiosity, making him eager to discover what kept you so busy.

One night, while he was coming back from the Duelling Club in the dungeons, he spotted you again, darting around a corner. He stopped in his tracks, his mind urging him to follow you. After a moment's hesitation, he decided to follow you, intrigued by your mysterious behaviour. Keeping a safe distance, he moved silently, determined to uncover the secret that kept you perpetually on the move.

You had just come back from meeting your new friend Natsai and was eager to return to your Room of Requirement as soon as possible. As much as you enjoyed being the new student, the constant socialising with so many people in such a short time was exhausting. You longed for a moment of peace to yourself, away from the bustling life of Hogwarts.

Unaware of Sebastian trailing behind, you hurried through the corridors, your mind set on the sanctuary of your private space. As you reached your destination, you faced the wall, focusing your mind. Responding to your intent, the wall shifted, and the door appeared, allowing you to swiftly slip inside.

Sebastian's eyes widened in surprise, his curiosity piqued as he wondered what he had just witnessed. In all his years at Hogwarts, he had never come across this door—an enigmatic entrance that seemed to materialise out of thin air, hidden within the labyrinthine walls of the castle. Seeing you scurrying inside, he hesitated for a moment before making a split-second decision. As the doors began to close, he acted on impulse, squeezing between them and entering the room, driven by an insatiable desire to unravel the mystery that surrounded you.

What are you doing?! his mind screamed at him, a voice of reason cautioning against the impulsive act of following a girl into an unknown room. But his curiosity always got the better of him. The thrill of the unknown beckoned him forward, igniting a sense of adventure that he couldn't resist.

The first thing he saw when he walked in was a small dim-lit hallway, the walls covered in shelves full of clutter and plants. With each step he took into the hallway, he felt a rush of excitement mingled with apprehension, unsure of what he would discover.

Music filled his ears suddenly. As the first notes filled the air, Sebastian's senses were instantly captivated, the sudden onset of music causing him to startle slightly. The rich strains of the violin and piano resonated with a profound depth, their heavy tempo commanding attention and stirring something deep within him. Each note seemed to carry a weighty significance, weaving a tapestry of sound that enveloped him in its mesmerising embrace. Enveloped in the enchanting sound, Sebastian found himself spellbound, unable to resist the alluring pull of the music that seemed to echo the depths of his own soul. As he walked further into the hallway and into the opening of the room, his eyes could not believe what he saw.

The room was unlike anything Sebastian had ever seen. It resembled a grand study, with towering bookshelves lining the walls, filled to the brim with ancient tomes and volumes of knowledge. Soft candlelight flickered across the room, casting warm shadows that danced along the shelves. On either side of the room, elegant staircases led up to an opening bordered with branches of trees, their delicate silhouettes adding a touch of whimsy to the space. At the top of the staircases, a majestic clock rested, its hands ticking away the moments in quiet reverence.

As Sebastian's gaze wandered, he noticed the walls adorned with a myriad of artworks, each one a masterpiece in its own right. Paintings of landscapes and portraits of long-forgotten figures adorned the walls, their details vibrant. The pillars that rose to support the ceiling were not mere structural elements but works of art in themselves, with intricate detailing that spoke of the craftsmanship of generations past. Each curve and flourish seemed to tell a story, adding to the room's sense of grandeur. And above it all, the glass dome on the ceiling soared majestically, offering a breathtaking view of the night sky. Moonlight streamed through the translucent surface, bathing the room in a gentle, silvery glow that lent an air of enchantment to the already magical atmosphere. It was a scene straight out of a fairy tale, a sanctuary where dreams and imagination knew no bounds.

For a moment, Sebastian felt as though he had been transported to another world entirely, one where time seemed to stand still and all worries faded away in the face of such breathtaking beauty. But then he saw you.

You were dressed in a ballet ensemble, a vision of ethereal beauty that seemed to transcend time itself. Your tightly laced bodice was adorned with delicate lace trimmings and intricate embroidery, while the shade of the lightest pink adorned the layers of your voluminous skirt, casting a soft and romantic glow upon your form. The tiny pearls and crystals on your tutu caught the moonlight, scattering glimmers of shimmering light as you danced gracefully in the middle of the spacious room, your movements fluid and mesmerising.

In that moment, you seemed to embody the very essence of beauty and grace, your passion for dance evident in every step and pirouette. As you twirled and spun across the floor, the room itself seemed to come alive, the music of your movements filling the air with an enchanting melody that spoke of love and longing. The violins, with their hauntingly sweet notes, wove a delicate tapestry of sound that harmonised perfectly with your movements, evoking a sense of yearning and emotion that left Sebastian utterly captivated.

"Merlin..." he watched in awe, hiding behind the staircase, you not having noticed him yet. He could not believe what he was seeing. Is this the reason for your hurrying out after class? You were hiding this talent? As his eyes roamed over your form, taking in every detail, Sebastian couldn't help but feel a sense of awe wash over him. From the tips of your pointed toes to the graceful curve of your legs, each movement you made seemed to exude a captivating elegance that held him spellbound. And as his gaze finally met your face, he found himself utterly entranced by the beauty that radiated from within you.

You. You were the most breathtaking beauty he had ever seen.

"Pirouette, arabesque, releve..." you softly murmured the names of the steps under your breath as you danced alone in the Room of Requirement. This room was your sanctuary, a place where you could escape the pressures and expectations of the outside world. Here, surrounded by the soft glow of moonlight and the gentle rustle of your skirts, you felt free to express yourself fully, without fear of judgment or scrutiny. It was a space where you could be vulnerable, where you could let go of your inhibitions and lose yourself in the beauty of ballet.

With each whispered word, your executed the movements with precision and grace, your body moving with fluidity and poise. Each step flowed seamlessly into the next, guided by the rhythm of the music and the silent reminders that echoed in her mind. As the final notes of the music faded away, you brought the dance to a graceful conclusion, your chest gently rising and falling to catch your breath. With a sense of contentment washing over, you allowed yourself to bask in the afterglow of the dance.

Suddenly, you felt a tingle down your spine, a sense of someone else's presence in the room. Swiftly grabbing your wand from the table next to you, you whirled around and pointed it toward the source of your disturbance. "Levios-"

Sebastian shot up from his position behind the staircase and into her view, hands shot up in a gesture of surrender. "W-wait! Hold on now!" he stammered, his voice tinged with urgency.

With the wand still pointed in Sebastian's direction, your eyes widened in surprise. 'Sebastian?' you said in disbelief. You did not expect anyone to be in this room, let alone the boy from her classes. Your eyes narrowed as you assessed the situation. Your heart raced with a mix of adrenaline and caution, unsure of whether to trust the unexpected visitor.

"What in Merlin's name are you doing here?" you demanded, your tone laced with suspicion.

Sebastian swallowed nervously, his gaze shifting under your scrutinising stare. "I, uh, I was just...exploring," he replied lamely, his attempt at nonchalance failing miserably.

"Exploring?" you echoed incredulously, your grip on your wand tightening. "Alone? At this hour? How did you even get in here?"

Sebastian shifted uncomfortably under your intense look, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment. "I, uh, may have been following you," he confessed sheepishly. "I saw you slip in here earlier, and...well, I guess I got curious."

Your eyebrows shot up in surprise at his confession, a mixture of disbelief and curiosity crossing your features. A wave of unease washed over you, settling like a heavyweight in the pit of your stomach. The thought of him trailing after you, possibly witnessing your most vulnerable and raw expression of your innermost self through dance sent a chill racing down your spine.

"Following me?" you repeated. "Why on earth would you do that?"

"I've been seeing you around a lot lately, and...well, I wanted to know where you disappear to all the time," he admitted as he met your gaze.

Despite yourself, you couldn't help but feel a twinge of amusement at Sebastian's confession. "You've been following me?" you repeated incredulously, a small smirk playing at the corner of your lips. "That's a bit...stalkerish, don't you think?"

"Yeah, I guess it does sound kind of creepy," Sebastian chuckled nervously, his cheeks flushing with embarrassment.

You shook your head in amusement, your grip on your wand loosening slightly. "Well, you certainly have a knack for getting yourself into trouble," you remarked dryly, a playful glint in your eyes.

Since your arrival at Hogwarts, whispers about Sebastian have been a constant presence, from rumours about his troubled family to tales of him supposedly sneaking into the restricted section of the library under the cover of night. He's become somewhat of a school-wide fascination, and even you couldn't deny your own curiosity about him, especially after your duel in class. The intensity of his gaze afterwards left a lasting impression, sending shivers down your spine. You couldn't help but know more about him, even asking Natsai, who warned you with a shake of her head to steer clear of his apparent troubles.

You lower your wand, "Lucky for you, I'm not in the mood to turn you into a toad today. As long as you don't tell a soul about this place."

Sebastian let out a sigh of relief. "Trust me, my lips are sealed," he assured you, his tone earnest as he watched you lower your wand. "Your secret's safe with me."

You offered him a skeptical look, but a small smile played at the corners of your lips. "I'll hold you to that," you replied, the hint of a challenge in your voice as you set the wand back on the table. "Otherwise, I might just have to challenge you to another duel."

"Ah, I'll have to watch my back then," he chuckled. A silence settled between you, an unknown tension in the air. You both stare at each other, waiting for the other to speak.

"Soooo, what exactly is this place?" he asked, casting a curious glance around.

You paused, considering how much to reveal. "It's called the Room of Requirement," you explained cautiously, "It appears when you need it the most, taking on whatever form you require at that moment."

Sebastian's eyes widened in amazement. "That's incredible," He walks deeper into the room, spotting the potting tables full of dittany and knotgrass. "How did you even find it?"

You follow him with your eyes, finding his curiosity amusing. "It's a bit of a long story," you admitted with a shrug, not wanting to divulge too much.

He caught onto your tone, not prying further. He empathised with your sentiment, having a similar attachment to the Undercroft where Ominis had invited him. It was his sanctuary, a place of safety and solace that he preferred to keep to himself.

As he looked around, Sebastian's curiosity eventually led him to the one question you were dreading. "So, what do you do in here?" he asked, his gaze lingering on you expectantly.

Your heart skipped a beat as you hesitated, unsure of how much to reveal. Ballet was a deeply personal part of your life, a connection to your past that you held dear. But it was also a secret, something you kept hidden from the rest of the world.

"I, uh, I practice," you replied evasively. "Just some spells and things."

"Spells, huh?" He raised an eyebrow. "That is definitely not what I saw. Come on, you can tell me."

You felt a pang of uncertainty gnawing at you as you struggled to find the right words. "It's... complicated," you began hesitantly, "Something I've been doing for a long time."

Sebastian's expression softened, sensing your reluctance to share. He takes a few steps towards you. "Hey, it's okay," he reassured you gently, his voice warm and understanding. "You don't have to tell me if you're not comfortable."

You offered him a grateful smile, relieved by his understanding. "Thanks, Sebastian," you said sincerely, a weight lifting off your shoulders. "I appreciate that."

Another silence enveloped you both again. Time seemed to stand still as your eyes locked, each searching the other's gaze for answers to unspoken questions. You yearned to understand him better, yet hesitated, uncertain of the emotions stirring within. Unbeknownst to you, he shared similar sentiments. Despite everything happening with his sister Anne and his recent practice with dark magic, he couldn't resist being drawn to you.

A charged tension crackled in the air, palpable and electric. Your breath hitched, pulse quickening from the intensity of his gaze on your features.

"I-I should be heading back to my dorm," you stammered, breaking the silence and avoiding his eyes.

"Yes, you're right," he replied, a slight cough punctuating his words. "It's getting late."

Sebastian lingered for a moment longer, his eyes sweeping over the room one last time before he turned to leave. As he walked towards the door, a sense of reluctance washed over him, a feeling that he couldn't quite shake off.

"Goodnight," he said softly, his voice carrying a hint of wistfulness.

"Goodnight," you replied, your voice equally soft.

And with that, Sebastian slipped out of the room, the door closing behind him with a soft click. Left alone once more, you couldn't help but feel a sense of longing lingering in the air, a silent reminder of the bond that had begun to blossom between you.

Hi everyone! This is my first fanfic after a long time! I used to write years ago but lost the passion but found it again after joining the Hogwarts Legacy fandom. I hope you all enjoy reading:) There will be a part 2 but dunno if I should go the smut route or not, let me know what you want!!

[miss-mollys-ballet-blog]

My sister-in-law is starting ballet and she wants me to give her one or two classes before her first class so she doesn't look like she doesn't know anything at all, so naturally I agreed. I was excited that she's starting ballet and love talking about it, but I never expected I would have SO MUCH FUN making combinations. I've come up with so many over the past day or so and can't stop lol. Picking the music is so fun, I'm using music I love dancing to, and then creating a combination to the music is just amazing. Some might be a bit....challenging for a beginner beginner, but I think that's a good thing!

This is the music and what combination each piece goes with!

Warm Up: Chopin's Nocturne Op. 9 no. 2 (obviously)

Plies: The Shire theme from Lord of the Rings

Tendu and degage share music: Faure's Pelleas and Melisandre Sicilienne

Rond de jambes: Ashokan Farewell

Frappes: Solor's variation

Adagio at barre: Gadfly Romance

Grand Battements: Habanera from Carmen

Tendu in center: Tchaikovsky's piano concerto number 1 (duh)

Balances/Waltz: Swan Lake waltz

Petit allegro: Lord of the Rings surprise

Reverance: Nikiya's death

[chiscribbs]

Asking some writers/artists I follow:

Is there anything in your fic/comic that you as the author know about, but won't end up in the actual story?

Hmmmm... I have a lot of little moments from the Grown Apart cast's individual upbringings that are kinda floating around in my head, but I have no idea yet if they'll make it into the comics. So, I'm not sure if those count. There are a few little canon details that I haven't figured out how to include in the comics just yet, though. Such as:

Donnie speaking in a posh English accent...but only some of the time - mostly when he's not with his family or if he's trying to impress someone. Reason being: Donnie doesn't naturally talk like Big Mama (though he may have adopted a tinge of her inflection with certain words or vowels), it's mostly something he puts on intentionally to sound more...closely related to her? It's become a habit, and he doesn't always realize when he's doing it anymore, unless the others point it out. But it disappears the moment he gets too worked-up/excited about something.

Because Mikey spent so much time looking for ways to occupy himself while Leo was off causing mischief with his friends, he has a wide range of obscure talents & skills, many of which I'll probably never end up showing in canon because they're not particularly relevant to the plot. For example: - Guitar playing - Card stacking - Cup stacking - Solving a rubix cube in under 3 minutes - Painting/writing with his toes - Ballet (beginner level, but he's working on it) - Making music with water glasses - Yo-yo tricks - Acrobatics - Silk flying - The ancient art of the Japanese tea ceremony - Crochet - Playing Chopsticks on his shell (with chopsticks)

That's all I've got off the top of my head right now. Unless you're referring to things like "ideas that were originally going to be part of the canon, but got scrapped somewhere along the way." There's a LOT of those, lol. Some of which I might still end up sharing at some point, because I illustrated a few of them early on when I was doing story beats, and I like the illustrations despite them not being accurate anymore.

Others, I don't necessarily want to expose just yet, because they might still end up getting used somewhere? Maybe in this story or maybe in a different one entirely, who knows. I like to keep "scrapped" ideas in my back pocket just in case I decide to come back to them later down the line.