#Samba Squad

[fordhampr]

INTERNATIONALLY RENOWNED FLUTIST/COMPOSER RON KORB LAUNCHES LATEST ALBUM WITH STANDING ROOM ONLY CONCERT

Last Friday night, fans, family and friends gathered at Toronto’s 3030 Dundas West music venue and cheered, stomped, danced and even conga’d as RON KORB introduced his latest album, World Canvas, to a capacity crowd.  The album’s 18 tracks incorporate Latin, Asian, Middle Eastern and European themes recorded by Ron and his band of award-winning musicians contributing their skills on a diverse…

[here-comes-the-moose]

I feel like each member of the Bad Batch is a good dancer but in different ways. Allow me to elaborate:

To start off, I headcanon Tech as the absolute best dancer, like he knows how to dance EVERYTHING. This is because he reminds me of my grandfather, and my grandfather is that way; if there’s a dance, my grandfather knows how to do it. He and Phee are the last people on the dance floor at every event. If you’re having a party where there’s dancing, you want Tech to be there.

I don’t know why, but I can picture Hunter being good at salsa dancing and merengue. Maybe it’s the slutty waist or the dad vibes, but I can see him being the guy that all of your tias and your abuelita are telling you to marry because he’s a good dancer even though he isn’t Latino.

Wrecker was a bit of a hard one, but after some thought and looking through videos, I can see him dancing samba and absolutely KILLING it. I can see him dancing salsa and bachata as well. He also slays at musical theatre dancing. I see him going CRAZY when dancing to reggaeton music; the second he hears Daddy Yankee, that’s it give him some room. Also I KNOW he goes crazy when Bad Bunny comes on.

For some reason Echo is giving me club dancing vibes but also line dancing. Like he’s going CRAZY when the Cupid Shuffle or the Cha Cha Slide come on at the function. Also knows how to pole dance and break dance for some reason. The only member of the squad who can successfully twerk. He’s also killing it when it comes to dancing to reggaeton.

Crosshair’s dance is the tango. Nothing will change my mind. The dance just SCREAMS him with the movements. I can see Crosshair doing ballet. I can also see him shaking his nonexistent ass on an elevated surface to club songs while drunk.

Omega knows a little bit of everything, since Tech loves to teach her, but I feel like she’d DEMOLISH in tap dancing. I also feel like she’d be good at salsa as well.

[aggressivelyaverage21]

Chapter 2: Red Coat Marine with the lovely @kloperslegend

She's an exhausted senior, she's a... ground intelligence officer?

They’d picked her out early. Day one, as soon as they’d been separated into their platoons. The tall, bulky man she’d come to know as Sergeant Instructor Walters skimmed down the list as he paced up and down the line of presenting candidates. When he got to her, he squinted at his clipboard before snapping his small eyes up as he walked past. “Harvard huh… You’re not too good for us, are you, Harvard? This ain’t the fucking Ivy League. ” 

And then Beatrice had opened her mouth. A simple, “No, Staff Sergeant,” had the hulking man spinning on his heel and coming back to her. 

His face inches from hers. “You fucking with me, Harvard? What the hell kind of accent is that?” 

“No, Sir. I grew up in London, Sir.” 

“Well, I’ll be damned. Looks like we got a regular Benedict Arnold.” Beatrice knew better than to correct the Sergeant. She really, really did. It didn’t mean she didn’t want to, though. She’d been called worse by her parents, but being singled out like this didn’t sit well with her. “And I’m not a Sir! Get on your face.” 

She had listened, immediately dropping into the increasingly familiar pushup position as she yelled, “Aye, Staff Sergeant!” at the top of her lungs . 

This particular morning, there hadn’t been any ‘ pushing ’ yet, though Beatrice was sure there would be at some point. She hadn’t done so many pushups in her life, and she’d only been here for three days. 

But the running part? This part, right now? She looked forward to it.

In less than a mile they came to a stop in the worn, patchy grass in front of the old line of pull-up bars, with their yellowing stale tape and rust. It was hardly a warm-up, but that didn’t stop several of her classmates from needing to catch their breath with their hands on their knees, only to get scolded.

Though ‘scolded’ was maybe a bit mild for, “Have you never gone for a fucking jog , candidate? Are you telling me you can’t lug your fat body here from the squad bay without wheezing like a little pig, candidate? Don’t worry. We’ll fix it.”

Beatrice had no idea how the Sergeant Instructors still had voices, considering how much they yelled. Come to think of it, she wasn’t entirely sure she’d yet heard something that wasn’t yelling. She’d even heard one of the candidates whispering something about how they practice yelling at trees… an entirely unhelpful image to have in her mind as she tried to keep her ‘military bearing.’ 

Noise was something she was starting to learn to tune out to a degree. If the yelling wasn’t at her, she found a way to let her mind wander, usually to other things they needed to know, what she needed to be doing, material they needed to be reviewing—with what little sleep they were getting, even seconds of memorization review was priceless. 

While her classmates were getting smoked in the grass next to her she looked at the aged pull up bars. A distinct path had been worn through the grass between the pavement and the bars themselves, and the concave impression in the dirt beneath the bars betrayed the passage of many feet. 

How many Marines had used them? Certainly every officer since at least Vietnam, maybe even before that. And then the line from that to the legends they had already been getting told about, like some sort of combination between service folklore, bedtime stories, and genuine awe at the individuals. Those legends must have touched these, too, or ones like these. People many hailed as heroes had stood where she stood. Done the same things she was doing. 

She’d naively thought her parents' expectations were impossible shoes to fill. They couldn’t even be measured on the same scale of the expectations she was facing now. 

And these expectations had purpose.

KEEP READING

[desi-girll]

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Dear diary 🧸,

i've finally started watching gilmore girls and i'm currently at the 3rd episode and it's going quite well rn (hence the new layout of my studyblr if you wondered) :) also my cuzzy and aunt came to grandma's today funnn!! also, do listen to this song, it's full of energy haha

love,

me

[unitedbydevils]

Match Review: Aston Villa 1-2 Manchester United

A first league win away for Erik Ten Hag against a top half side. An awful stat, and a grotty game, but a huge win for United.

Considering United's away form under Erik Ten Hag has been naff if we're being kind, the game started brightly for the visitors and on another day perhaps could have been a more comprehensive win.

Wonder boy Rasmus Højlund gave United a deserved early lead in the 17th minute as a deft Maguire header looped over the Villa back line to allow a simple finish.

The goal means 5 in 5 in the league for Højlund, making him the youngest United player to achieve the feat and the second youngest in Premier League history behind 19 year old Nicolas Anelka.

Villa stayed in contention for the rest of the first half and looked solid, particularly with Ramsey and Luiz, but weren't able to find a breakthrough before half time and so the hosts went in behind.

United's fortunes turned around with the substitution of Luke Shaw at half time. Martinez's absence was obvious, and Shaw's doubled down on the issues with progression. Lindelof on as an inverted full back was a stop-gap choice but very poor, and raises questions about Sofian Amrabat given his solid backup cover at LB when he first joined United on loan. Odd.

Good performances from Dalot, Maguire and Onana (Varane was alright too tbf) kept United in the game but eventually Villa exploited the crack in the armour at both LB and DM, with Casemiro's stamina flagging, and Douglas Luiz banged in an equaliser before celebrating like he's Shakira??? Weird man.

Who do you call when you're struggling for possession and need a goal? Scotty Too Hotty. McSauce, McTeminator, Steve Clarke's favourite, he's a pain in the arse to watch given his allergy to possession and standing in the right position, but he knows when to make an attacking run and scored a perfect header off a peach of a Dalot cross to secure the win.

Special mention to Mainoo and his tricky footwork to buy time for Dalot to catch up and make said cross. Top composure and tekkers from Kobbie.

For added spice, Villa got uppity at Rasmus telling the fans to quieten down after the goal. Lads, your guy celebrated with a Samba dance; in Birmingham; in the winter; for scoring an equaliser; against a team lower in the league; who hadn't beaten a top half team away under their manager. Perspective yeah?

This was a huge win for United and especially Erik Ten Hag. The gap between United and Villa is now only 5 points, with 14 games to go. 6 points to Spurs too. 4 wins on the bounce, confidence growing, fitness returning... United still need Malacia back to help Shaw workload, and Mount back because Mainoo can't be the 8 on his own at 18, but there's a lot to be optimistic about now.

That said, the gaps in the squad are obvious. LB is a risk with Shaw and Malacia. No ball-playing CB is killing our transitional speed, which is ETH's whole ethos. Casemiro is showing his age at DM. Hojlund can't be our only striker... this summer's priorities have to be young prospects so we can actually fill the positions we need and within budget. But, that's a conversation for another day. For now we enjoy the win over the Villans and focus on our next game against Luton; away at the shed they call Kenilworth Road.

[sebsxphia]

Seb, love, lásko! How are you?

I cannot explain why, but I just know that Mickey "Fanboy" Garcia loves, loves, dancing with his partner. And I don't just mean dancing in the kitchen or moving with the beat at the club. Not just that.

I mean that that man knows at least the basic steps for cha-cha-cha, mambo, rumba, samba and jive. And what's more important, he enjoys them. Well, he enjoys the way it brings you closer and allows him to show you off to his coworkers.

(Is this a bit more self-indulgent than before, because I know all those dances on a somewhat semi-advanced level? Maybe, but I just know he does love it.)

Luv ya!

-🌸

hi my love!! i’m doing okay at the moment thank you!! how are you?? <33

oh my gosh, yes!! mickey loves to dance and we’re talking proper dancing. i would not be surprised if he did ballroom dancing as a kid and did a couple of competitions.

he loves to teach you all the dances in your living room. he loves watching the way you stick your tongue out subconsciously and furrow your eyebrows as you try and focus. he loves hearing your laughter and apologies as you step on his feet again, but he reassures you countless times not to worry.

and then of course as you say, it brings you both closer. both physically and mentally. you suddenly become in sync with each other and everyone in the dagger squad can see it.

thank you so much for this wonderfully sweet thought my beloved anon!! i love that you may or may not do this yourself, omg 🥹💌

[loosesodamarble]

Hmm…since we can ask about anything; tell us about an AU (or a couple of AU’s) that you have with your OC’s and/or ships 🤔👀😏?

Ooooohhh hoo hoo hoo~! Asking about AUs, eh? Ah! My brain is so full of aus rather than trying to write within the canon universe of Black Clover! Kjhdfiuashrt!

Alrighty then! Lemme share!

..........

Golden Dawn Josele AU

A very new au for me which simply asks, what if William offered Josele a place in his new squad instead of Yami? Because William and Josele are friends and he'd feel a certain kinship with her with both of them being cursed.

Josele would be the vice captain of the Golden Dawn when the canon timeline roles around, even though she's not particularly good at it.

Small but important detail. Due to my belief that Finral only pulled away from House Vaude and took up his mother's maiden name after Langris became a vice captain, he's still going by Finral Vaude and very much actively in the running to be Finesse's husband.

Oh, and this means that Josele and Langris are just not going to see eye to eye. Josele is an obstacle in the way of Langris' progress.

Yami kind of holds a grudge in this au due to stealing Josele away. He (correctly) believes that the Golden Dawn isn't the right environment for Josele.

And it really isn't. Her commoner status is the main sticking point with the whole squad. Even if the Bulls found her emotionless state weird/creepy, they didn't really hold it against her and got along with her fine. The Golden Dawn though, can't stand her.

Until Yuno. Once Yuno joins the squad the others are like "at least you're not a gross, backwater peasant."

Josele ends up being quite defensive of Yuno because in her cursed heart of hearts, she doesn't want him to suffer under the judgement of others.

...

Ballroom AU

I watched an anime about ballroom dancing once and so now every so often, my brain wants to think about it.

Josele, Morgen, and Nacht all participate in dancesport.

Morgen dances International Standard (which consists of waltz, Viennese waltz, foxtrot, quickstep, and tango).

Nacht dances International Latin (which consists of cha-cha-cha, samba, rumba, paso doble, and jive).

Josele dances both styles (she's very active after all).

Josele's likes the dresses for Standard more than Latin but the movements of Latin are so much fun that she just feels like she needs to do both.

Josele actually used to dance the role of leader in her youth. But once she met Nacht and Morgen, she finally got to be in the role of the follower!

Nacht and Josele often compete against duos like Fuegoleon and Charlotte, or Vanessa and Zora at the Latin competitions.

Meanwhile, Josele and Morgen would face off against people like Nozel and Nebra, or Finesse and Finral during Standard dances.

Yami kinda laughs at Nacht for being into dance but when he goes to watch him compete, he kinda glares daggers at Fuegoleon for being lucky enough to dance with Charlotte.

...

Role Swap AU

On the spot au: Josele is a noble woman while Nacht and Morgen are her commoner friends.

Morgen is more a hunter like the father, because he likes to be out in nature, with the plants and beasts. He likes the freedom of the wilds.

Nacht is the one who becomes a tailor, preferring the peace of the indoors and finds a little fun in threatening to prod unruly customers with his needles.

Josele's favorite thing in the whole world is a fur cloak made from a deer pelt that Morgen hunted for and Nacht sewed together.

Josele also picks up swordsmanship from Morgen because it's so elegant (also, I can't have Josele without her swordsmanship, I'm sorry!).

As for Josele, she becomes a devil host. But she and her parents don't use devil powers for any nefarious plots. Rather, the witch lineage from Gwenith's side of the family came into custody of the devil relics and protect them from true evil doers.

Nacht's immediate thought is asking Morgen to skin the devils, for how dare they claim Josele's soul for themselves.

Morgen is pretty scared of the devils but after learning about why Josele contracted with them, he calls her very brave.

Josele and Morgen still become part of the Grey Deer squad in this au. Nacht is a little less angsty about it here because he gets more chances to fix up Josele's clothes after missions.

There's definitely some... tension whenever Josele had Nacht retake her measurements and make adjustments to her clothes as she's wearing them.

And when Morgen and Josele become engaged, Nacht offers to make their suit and dress. He cries as he works, from joy and sadness.

...

Shadows House AU

I posted some little things for this au a while back.

Nacht is the Shadow Master and Morgen is his Living Doll (essentially personal servant). Nacht loves Morgen as his Living Doll but also as his own being.

Josele is the Living Doll of Jocelynne. Jocelynne isn't the nicest of Shadow Masters and rarely even calls Josele by name, usually referring to her as "my Doll" or "my Face."

Josele meets Nacht and Morgen by chance. While cleaning the window of her master's room (on the second story), she ends up toppling out and to the garden outside. Morgen notices Josele while cleaning Nacht's room and with Nacht's help, they construct a sheet ladder and get her back inside.

Josele doesn't stay long since she needs to return to Jocelynne, but they do exchange names and Josele takes time to get some dirt and twigs she got from her fall off of her.

Nacht is mischievously excited at the forbidden idea of meeting another Shadow's Doll without the other Shadow present, especially since Josele is such a sweetheart right off the bat.

Morgen and Josele secretly chat when the Dolls are out doing cleaning in the main building. Some nights, Josele sneaks out of her little chamber to visit Nacht and Morgen.

Nacht is self conscious because he's a Shadow. Sooty and faceless while Morgen is the one who has a handsome face that Josele can see and be charmed by. Also, him as a Shadow Master developing a crush on a Doll is very much not supposed to happen.

Jocelynne is actually very infatuated with Nacht and is incensed that Nacht would give attention to Josele and not Jocelynne as the Shadow Master.

Other pairs in this au include:

-Fuegoleon and his Doll Fuego -Willam and Patry -Mereoleona and Reona -Liebe and Asta (one of the younger pairs in Shadows House in this au) -Peter and Yuno (another young duo) -Nathaniel and Nozel -Charlotte and Charla

Mereoleona is a member of the Star Bearers (basically the leader of the children) by the time Nacht, Morgen, and Josele are present.

The other Star Bearers are... there (ocs that are really just there).

Morgen is a sweet tooth and very bitter coffee being a big thing at Shadows House has him very upset. But also means he vomits the stuff out and prevents him from being brainwashed long.

Oh yeah, there's brainwashing in this au because it's Shadows House.

[kaiju-emperor]

Pokemon Platinum Nuzlocke Journal 1

So, I’ve always wanted to do a nuzlocke and a recent pokemon kick has gotten me to finally do one. I decided my first nuzlocke would be in the pokemon game I’ve played the most which is Pokemon Platinum. 

The Rules 

Beyond standard nuzlocke rules I’m playing with dupe clause which means that if I already have a pokemon I cannot catch it again and if I encounter a pokemon already caught on a new route it doesn’t count toward my first encounter of that route.

I’m playing with a rare candy cheat to avoid the worst part of pokemon games grinding. Because of this I will be placing a level cap on myself for each segment of the journey. I cannot intentionally level any of my pokemon higher than the highest level gym leaders pokemon of the next gym.

I’m also using items in battle but limited to only two per fight and can switch my pokemon on switch in. 

******

All that being said I can start with the first part of my run. After getting past the intro I was allowed to pick my starter. I had never picked Chimchar on any of my playthroughs of Platinum and decided it would be a nice change.

I got a Chimchar with a Brave nature and ended up naming him Samba (went with a music/sound theme for naming) Now luckily for me the rules for the nuzlocke don’t technically start till I can catch my first pokemon cause Barry beat me in my first battle. I hope this is not a sign of what is to come.

I proceeded to blast my way through the story and the first routes on my way to Jubilife I caught a Bidoof with a serious nature named Banjo, A gentle Starly named Aria, and a relaxed Shinx named Jam.

The next Barry fight thankfully was not even a challenge and I walked right through him. Before continuing on I detoured to 204 to catch a calm Budew named Melody I then caught a Kricketot named Stardivari on my way to oreburgh gate and a Jolly Zubat named Echo at the gate itself. 

I went to go find Roark and caught a Bashful Geodude named Bongo while I was there. Once he was back at the gym I made a plan of attack. Normally I just blast through Roark with Turtwig or Piplup but that wasn’t really an option right now. I couldn’t evolve my Magikarp Bebop cause the level cap for this gym was 14. I decided to box any members I wasn’t going to use and took Melody the Budew, Samba who evolved into Monferno and learned Mach Punch, Banjo the Bidoof and my new Geodude Bongo. I taught Banjo and Bongo Rock Smash and started the fight

I was honestly really scared for this first fight and was planning on saving Samba for last but Bongo ended up sweeping through Roark’s whole team with Rock Polish, Defense Curl and spamming Rock Smash. Bongo is a real one. So first gym badge done and no deaths.

The squad so far

I’ll make another journal entry at the next leg of the journey!

[newmusicweekly]

Reggae Rockers IRIEspect Release New Self-Titled Album

Dub Rock Reggae masters IRIEspect present the “IRIESPECT LP”, their eagerly awaited debut offering on Dubshot Records - now available on Spotify and all the major music services.   LISTEN TO THE IRIESPECT LP   Recent digital highlights include their single "Blasting" being featured as the best new single in the Tun Up Reggae playlist on Apple Music, achieving 1,000 album streams on Apple Music within the first day of release (July 20th), and accumulating 10,000 all-time streams on Apple Music. The band has had several recent notable performances, including the Great South Bay Festival in NY with Pepper, Badfish, Tropidelic, and more; supporting the legendary Long Beach Dub Allstars in Richmond, VA, and Ocean Mist, RI; a live on-air performance and interview at Irie Radio at Seacrets Ocean City, MD; and shows with The Quasi Kings at Bowery Electric, NYC, and with Sensamotion at Mercury Lounge, NYC. IRIEspect has also expanded their reach to markets in RI, CT, MA, NH, PA, upstate NY, NJ, MD, VA, and down the East Coast to FL. They have shared the stage and collaborated with notable artists such as Ballyhoo, Pete Francis of Dispatch, Alific of Stick Figure, Ras Ajai of Dutty Rock (Sean Paul's record label), Marley of Rebelution, Gary Dread of The Movement, Dale & The ZDubs, Roots of Creation, Expendables, Giant Panda Guerilla Dub Squad, Sid Mills of Steel Pulse, The Grouch, Treehouse, Joe Samba, Sundub, Half Pint, HR of Bad Brains, and many more. Read the full article

[ghanashowbizonline]

Sports Today - Another One! Asante Kotoko signs Congolese defender Ndongani Samba Gilbani Oneil to strengthen squad

🚨 Watch Full Video Here – Part 1 bit.ly/3S7ibVT Ghana Sports Today; we break all trending sports news as it happens. Get daily comprehensive summary of the recent sports – football news that have rocked the online scene. Ndongani Samba Gilbani Oneil Ghanaian giant, Asante Kotoko has completed the signing of Congolese defender Ndongani Samba Gilbani Oneil to augment the squad of the team. The…

[archivomusicalrumberos1]

Samba Squad - É Pra Valer MAS MUSICA

[3rddimension]

Are we sure that the matching shoes are just a Shayne and Courtney thing? I know they both wear them in matching vids, but I rewatched the idiots present with Shayne and Chanse and they both look to be wearing the same ones.

I might be wrong on this one, but I believe there still is or was a snapchat story of Shayne giving out new sneakers to both Vida and Greg, and they were matching as well.

Ok, I rewatched the snap and Shayne, Vida, and Greg are in The Samba Squad. Does that mean Shayne and Courtney are in a different sneaker squad🤔

There's a backstory on this which anon previously said that the Nike one that Court wear is like her go-to one for quite a long time now and it's getting older and dirtier. So one day Court posted on her IG stories that she bought the new same pair. Then after that they spotted that Shayne is rocking the same pair on the video as well. So we figured that they probably bought the same pair together!

Also I think Shayne is mostly Nike's AF1 and Adidas Samba guy. So yeah it's cute in a way that he changed to wear the same one as Court. 🥰

[kimskashmir]

Drone-dropped arms, ammunition recovered in Samba: Police

JAMMU — The Jammu and Kashmir police on Thursday claimed to have recovered a drone dropped by Pakistan along the Line of Control in Samba district. Senior Superintendent of Police Samba, Abhishek Mahajan said drone came from Pakistan side and was dropped near the LoC in Swanka area of Samba. He said as sealed packets were attached with the drone, as bomb disposal squad was called in. “On being…

[literallycreativelylit]

Who's Who: Sofia of the Serafim Coven

Sofia is a member of the Honey Bees, the academy's dance team. They double as the cheer squad and cheer at sports games. Sofia's specialties are samba, lambada, hip-hop, foxtrot, quickstep, and dance improvisation. #fantasy #witch #magic #oc #lesbian

Name: Sofia de Paz Identity: cisgender female Birth Date: 25th of September Year: Sophomore Height: 1.6 m Hair: leather black, chin-length, straight Orientation: homosexual Age: 15 Zodiac: Libra Weight: 52.5 kg Eyes: mocha brown Complexion: smooth tawny with cool pink undertones Classification: Enchanter Species: Witch Specialty(ies): chloromancy, potions, jinxes Greatest fear:…

[dieclownschaft]

"dienationaldadschaft" i'm dying 🤣 Not but for real that 2014 squad was indeed full of dad energy, the majority of them always seemed like old souls to me. The irony is that they averaged what, 25 years old? I just remembered some of them in the beach with locals (was it Neuer and Schweini maybe?) doing the most dad like dances.

YEAH NO HONESTLY !! compared to other teams, germany nt was KNOWN for having the youngest players during 2010-14 and yet!!!!

and yes it was them 😭 basti wasnt even a dad yet when this happened dlkasjdl

they are singing along to brazilian songs a dancing """"""samba"""""""

[princess-of-riviaa]

The Tonight Show

Request 1 by anonymous: Hi hi my darling! How are you? I hope you're ok and I hope you have a great weekend. So, I've never requested anything before, and it's ok if you don't appreciate what I'm about to ask, but I've never seen anyone writing about a hot night with Henry in Brazil. You know what I mean? Summer, samba, the sea, caipirinha, that mystic moonlight (he loves Brazil, and Brazil LOVES him). Thanks for reading 💙

Request 2 by @lunedelorient​: Reader writes a fantasy book. Henry discovers the story and convince Charlie, they have to produce a movie. Both met Reader, and Henry falls madly in love for her, (because she is as awesome as her book). And filming just made them closer and closer. Charlie, who knows his bro likes her (but is too scared that this doesn’t work like his other relationships) starts to give her clues, and since she likes him back, decided to let him know he can ask her out. On a very sexy way. The movie is a hit, so they have a very busy promo tour. One of the stops is Lipsync Battle. Henry doesn’t know she is the queen of Lipsync, so she used it for her plan.

Pairing: Henry Cavill x OFC (Melanie)

Author’s Note: i’m so sorry if I didn’t get your requests down just right. I allowed the story to flow how it wanted to and this was what happened! So I hope you both still enjoy!

Summary: Henry finds himself falling for the writer of the latest film he’s working on. One night in Brazil, those feelings are finally acted on.

Warning(s): mentions of alcohol, fluff (surprisingly)

Word Count: 1,568

HENRY

She circles her hips, and I swear I’m hypnotized. The way she moves… it’s like the music is a part of her, flowing from her swaying hips and shaking arms. She’s a fucking goddess.

I move in my seat, hoping my hard on isn’t obvious under these low streetlights. Brazil was a bad idea. This girl is full of bad ideas, yet for some reason I seem to go along with every single one.

It started with that stupid interview. I should have known she was up to no good when I first saw her in that tight cocktail dress that did nothing to hide the teasing shape of her ass and the luscious bounce of her tits. I’d ignored my feelings up until then; but on the night, she was irresistible.

I guess if I’m going to explain myself, I should start at the beginning. Ten months before the interview. The day the script for A Hunted Crown landed in front of me and my casting agent convinced me to go for the lead role. It was a brilliant script, full of twists and heart-wrenching scenes, as well as characters that jumped off the page and became real, fleshed-out people. According to my agent, the book this movie was based on was even better. So, obviously, I had to audition. There was no way I would give up a chance to be a part of something like this. Not only could it make my career, but as a fantasy lover I know that finding a genuine story these days is harder than finding a needle in a haystack.

The only problem: she was at the audition. Her pseudonym was Little Lady, but I learned that day that her real name was Melanie. I was a few years her senior, but damn if she didn’t make me feel like I knew nothing about the world. Not in a condescending way--she was so sweet and genuine, it was adorable--but in a way that she knew so much about everything and I knew so little compared to her. I spent most of our brief, five-minute conversation trying not to gape in awe at her brilliance. I was glad she wasn’t in the actual audition room, otherwise I would have been too distracted to do my audition any good.

But five days later I got the call; I’d been casted as the main character. Cue three months of training and six months of filming. Melanie was on set everyday. She became a familiar face I enjoyed seeing all the time. We bonded through our love of fantasy and other nerdy things. Though I quickly began to memorize trivial things like how she ate a green apple with her lunch everyday, or how she giggled uncontrollably when she was tired after a tedious day of reshoots, or how her clumsiness made me yearn to look out for and protect her, I forced myself to stay focused on the film. Just get through filming, then I can let my mind wander.

Filming ended too soon. I found myself grateful that she was going to Brazil with the main cast to promote the movie (we’d shot ninety percent of the film in the mountains of Serra do Mar, just outside Rio, and the director had roots there, so we were doing half our promoting there and the rest of it back in the states) and even happier when they paired me with her for almost every interview we did.

Until The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallen. He had us do a lip sync battle. On his show, it was a tradition that he battled against his guest for the night, but since he had both me and Melanie, we were put against each other. And of course she had to choose songs that weren’t even discreet about all their sexual innuendos, and of course it had to be right then and there that I learned she knew how to move her body. It took everything in me not to drag her backstage and take her right then. Somehow, though, I managed to contain myself. I lost the battle, but for once in my life I had been too preoccupied with other things to care about winning.

I won’t be able to contain myself tonight. Not with how she’s dancing. Not with the way she’s looking directly at me, like she’s doing all of this for me. Not with how hard I already am.

… MELANIE

My pulse races, though I know it’s not from all the dancing. It’s from Henry. It’s from the way he’s looking at me right now--like he wants to devour me. The look makes adrenaline pump through my veins, mixed with just the right amount of nerves, and I force all of that into the dance. One thing most people don’t know about me is I dance as well as I write. Henry is completely entranced by my movements and something in the air--maybe it’s the amount of beer we’ve already had, or all the couples grinding and making out around us, or just the romantic atmosphere of Brazil itself--tells me that tonight I’m finally going to get what I’ve been waiting for.

I reach out for his hand and drag him from his seat before he can protest or I can think logically about what I’m about to do. I lead him to the middle of the dancing crowd before starting to dance again. He hesitantly begins to dance along with me. Before my mind can halt me in my tracks, I turn my back to him and begin to dance in front of him, swaying my hips like I’m dangling a treat in front of his nose. I gasp when I feel his hands slide around my hips and pull me against him. We fall into a steady rhythm, swaying our hips together, and with every movement my heart beats harder in my chest.

Henry nudges my ear with his nose, sending a shiver down my spine as he tells me, “I never knew you could dance like this.”

I throw my head back until it rests on his shoulder, his thick muscles flexing and unflexing with each of his movements. “You never asked,” I reply. “There’s a lot of things you don’t know about me, Henry.”

His right hand lets go of my hip and moves to rest on my stomach. My back is now flush with his chest. It’s an intimate gesture, one that sends heat straight to my face and my core. Butterflies dance just under my skin where his hand rests. I want to know how it will feel when he moves his hand lower.

“I want to know those things. I want to know you inside and out, Melanie,” he whispers in my ear, and I become a puddle of desperate want.

I spin around to face him, my lips parting when I see how dark his gaze has become--and how he can’t look anywhere but at my lips. He closes the distance between us until we share one breath.

“Tell me to stop,” he breathes. “Tell me you don’t want this.”

“I can’t,” I reply, my voice shaking. “I’m not a liar.”

And then he closes that last half-inch of space between us and brushes his mouth against mine. It’s a hesitant kiss, a mere brush of two nervous mouths, but my heart is still in my throat and my hands are still shaking at my sides. Henry finally closes his mouth over mine and deepens the kiss, applying much needed pressure to my mouth. An embarrassing moan claws its way from the back of my throat. Henry can no doubt hear it. But instead of laughing or pulling away, he wraps an arm around my back and pulls me as tight against him as I can possibly be. My hands reach up to cling onto his dark curls. He whispers a soft fuck and I swallow the noise greedily. Our tongues collide and make a dance of their own--a dance of giving and taking, of claiming and exploring.

Henry pulls back, albeit reluctantly, and rests his forehead against mine. We both stand in silence for a minute, attempting to catch our breath. “We should go back to the hotel,” Henry sighs.

I nod. “Yeah, that’s a good idea.”

How the hell can one kiss be that mind-blowing? I can barely think, barely stand without my legs shaking, barely breathe. I never want him to stop kissing me.

He gives me a soft smile as his fingers loop through mine and he guides me out of the crowd and back onto emptier streets. The hotel is only two blocks away so we walk back in tense silence. Everyone--the director, the three main actors of the movie, and me--all have our own rooms, but tonight I stay in Henry’s. It’s the same as mine--single bed, bedside table, bathroom--but it’s so much more appealing than my room. Maybe it’s because, after a week of staying here, the smell of Henry is in the sheets.

“Do you want to stay?” he asks as we make our way inside.

I nod a simple yes at him. That’s all he needs before he kisses me again, slowly moving towards the bed.

Neither one of us get any sleep that night. I couldn’t be happier about it.

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