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meazalykov · 23 days ago

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dance moms

laura freigang x dancer!reader

summary: after moving back to germany, to escape the chaos you've suffered in the states, you meet a photographer (who happens to be a footballer as well.)

a/n: if you don't know what the american reality show "dance moms" is, I'd do some basic research in order to understand the first part of this fic <3

growing up at the ALDC felt like being in a pressure cooker.

you were only two years old when your mom, isla, moved the both of you from germany to pennsylvania in the united states.

she put you in dance classes as soon as she could. at first, it was exciting—you loved the way your body could express emotions through movement. you loved gaining flexibility and having a routine. you loved performing and getting to put on pretty costumes. but that changed the moment dance moms came into the picture.

at just eleven years old, you were pulled into the chaotic world of reality TV. cameras followed your every move, every mistake.

abby lee miller’s constant critiques weighed you down, her screaming echoing in your head long after rehearsals ended. she changed since the cameras started filming her.

“you’ll never be good enough if you don’t push harder, y/n!” she’d shout during practice, her words biting deep into your skin like needles.

there were moments where you had solos. those were the dances you loved the most. you always scored very well and got on top of the pyramid whenever maddie wasn’t.

sometime during season four, there was a significant moment that didn’t leave your mind for a while.

you stood in the wings at a competition in san diego, your chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath after your solo. the adrenaline rushed through your veins, but it was dulled by the sinking feeling in your stomach.

you’d stumbled on one of your turns—something that wasn’t like you at all. but it was there, clear as day, right in front of the judges and the audience. and now, you were about to face abby.

as soon as they announced the results, you knew it wasn’t going to be good.

second place. you’d lost to maddie. again. but what made it worse was that you weren’t just up against anyone—this was a week where you were up against the candy apples. abby’s biggest rivals.

this meant that her mood was already sour, and you knew this was going to tip her over the edge.

the second you stepped into the dressing rooms, abby’s gaze was already locked on you, her face a storm of frustration and anger.

she didn’t even wait for everyone to sit down before coming at you.

“second place?” abby barked, her voice sharp as a whip. “second place, y/n? you know that’s not acceptable. not here!”

you flinched but kept your head down, your heart racing. you wanted to explain—to say that the stumble was a mistake, something you couldn’t control—but you knew it wouldn’t matter. not to abby.

“what happened out there?” she demanded, sitting down in her chair, her arms crossed tightly over her chest.

“you stumbled on a turn, y/n. a turn! something you should be perfect at by now.”

you swallowed hard, your throat dry. “i know, abby. i’m sorry. i—i just—”

“sorry isn’t good enough,” abby cut you off, her voice dripping with disappointment. “you don’t get to be sorry when you’re given this great opportunity! maddie would’ve never done that and her first place showed that!”

the mention of maddie stung more than anything. it always felt like you were in her shadow, no matter how hard you worked. no matter how much you tried to prove yourself.

abby’s golden girl could do no wrong, and you were left picking up the pieces when you didn’t measure up.

“you’re better than that,” abby continued, pacing back and forth in front of you.

“you’re one of my best dancers, but today? you danced like an amateur. you embarrassed me, y/n. you embarrassed this entire team.”

her words hit you like a slap, and you felt tears prickling at the corners of your eyes. you didn’t want to cry—not in front of abby, not in front of the other girls—but it was hard to hold it in.

“abby, i’m—”

“don’t say you’re sorry again,” she snapped, her voice rising.

“i don’t want to hear it. i want you to do better. no more mistakes, no more excuses. if you want to be a star, you need to act like one. and today, you didn’t.”

you stood there, frozen, trying to keep your emotions in check as abby continued to berate you.

it felt like the weight of the world was crushing you, and all you wanted was for the ground to swallow you whole.

finally, after what felt like an eternity, abby huffed and shook her head. “go. i don’t want to look at you right now.”

with those final words, you turned and walked away to get ready for the group dance, your body feeling heavier with every step.

backstage before the group, you caught maddie’s eye, and she gave you a small, sympathetic smile. but it didn’t make you feel any better. nothing could right now.

you wanted to scream, to cry, to ask your mom why she let you stay in this mess, why she let abby tear you down like this.

your mom stood by you and seemed like your biggest supporter. but as the years passed and you became a fixture on the show, you started to wonder why she allowed it.

why she let abby break you down, week after week.

“mom, why do we keep doing this?” you asked one evening after a particularly brutal competition weekend.

“why do you let her treat me like this?”

“it’s for your future, y/n,” isla had said, eyes clouded with hope—or maybe guilt.

“you’re going to be a star.”

but that wasn’t how you felt. you didn’t want to be a star anymore.

after six seasons on dance moms, you were burnt out. drained. you’d lost your passion for dance, the thing that once gave you joy now filled with dread.

when you turned sixteen, you’d had enough.

“i can’t do this anymore,” you told your mom one night after another exhausting filming day. “i want out.”

isla had hesitated, but eventually, the both of you left the show. the cameras stopped rolling, but the damage had already been done.

the chaos, the constant pressure to be perfect—it stripped you of any love you had for dancing. you couldn’t even look at a dance studio without feeling a knot form in your stomach.

you grew distant from your mom too. it was hard to understand why she had put you through it.

“why didn’t you just protect me?” you’d whispered one evening, tears filling your eyes. but isla didn’t have an answer that made sense.

by the time you turned 19 in 2019, you were desperate for a fresh start. you packed your things and moved back to frankfurt germany, your birthplace.

germany felt different—calmer, quieter. your mother didn’t come back with you which relieved you.

it was exactly what you needed.

over the next few years, you dove into therapy, trying to unpack the trauma of your childhood. it was slow, difficult work, but through it, you discovered a few other hobbies like photography, and ceramics. you went to university too.

and then, suddenly, almost unexpectedly, dance found its way back to you.

therapy helped you see it differently—no longer as something tied to pain, but as something that had once been yours. something beautiful.

by 2022, you were back in the studio, dancing again, feeling lighter than you had in years.

you built your own studio in a nice neighborhood in frankfurt. you weren’t a dance instructor now, maybe someday, but you used the space to practice or hire (emotionally available) dance instructors to help you.

one afternoon, while you were in the middle of a lyrical practice, your friend macy and her sister, sara, showed up at your studio.

the three of you had become close since you moved back to germany.

macy went to your university before you both graduated. she had nice tan skin and long raven colored hair.

her older sister sara is a footballer who plays for frankfurt frauen. sara was like an older sister to you, while macy was your confidant.

“y/n, you’ve gotta hear this,” macy said, leaning against the doorframe with a grin.

you wiped sweat from your forehead, raising an eyebrow. “what now?”

“sara’s photographer friend wants to take pictures of you, specifically, for her portfolio, she’s been keeping up with your instagram content!” macy explained. sara nodded in agreement.

“you know, someone who can capture those insane moves of yours,” sara chimed in with a laugh.

you hesitated for a moment, but to your own surprise, you agreed. “okay, sure. why not?”

both macy and sara looked shocked.

“wow, that was easier than i thought it would be,” macy said, her eyes wide.

“yeah, thought we’d have to convince you a little more,” sara added with a chuckle.

two days later, you found yourself at a field location, waiting for the photographer.

the sun was setting, casting a warm golden glow over the area, when you saw her—laura freigang.

she was taller than you expected, with an easy smile and a camera slung over her shoulder. you couldn’t help but notice how attractive she was, and you made a mental note to ask sara about her later.

“you must be y/n, i’m laura” laura said, walking up to you.

“that’s me,” you replied, feeling a little flustered as her eyes met yours.

the shoot started, and laura was immediately in her element, capturing your movements with film. she had a way of making you feel comfortable, encouraging you to move naturally.

“that’s perfect, just like that,” she’d say, her voice soft but confident. the tone of her voice made you feel a certain type of way as well.

you danced freely, twirling and leaping in the open field, and every now and then, you’d catch her smiling at you from behind the camera.

there was one moment where laura calls you out for something,

“where are you from in america?” laura asked.

this was during a water break after shooting yourself doing high kicks and pirouettes.

“i was born here, but i lived in pennsylvania after i turned two. for a while i lived in california but that was until 3 years ago, when i moved back here.” you swallowed, thinking about the distant memories of your childhood.

“pennsylvania! i went to penn state for a while!” laura says, surprised.

“that is so cool!”

afterwards, there was definitely some flirting going on—small comments, lingering looks. after the shoot wrapped up, laura lowered her camera, looking at you with a playful glint in her eyes.

“you know, this was fun. thank you for doing this for me. we should do it again sometime… maybe over dinner?”

you blinked, caught off guard but quickly recovering.

“are you asking me out on a date, laura freigang?”

she smirked. “i guess i am.”

you smiled. “okay, i’m in.”

two days later, you were sitting across from her at a cozy restaurant, the low hum of conversation filling the air.

the two of you clicked instantly, talking about everything from the shoot to your different interests. halfway through the meal, you said something which confuses laura.

“do you have other hobbies beside photography? you seem like a pretty busy woman.” you smirk.

“i’m sorry?” laura’s eyebrows raise.

your eyes widen, afraid that you said something that is offensive.

“wait i’m sorry– its just sara tells me that you’re a photographer so i wondered if you do other things. do you go to another uni here after you left penn state or if you do modeling or–” you pause as laura giggles.

“i’m flattered that you think i am a model– but i play for frankfurt and the german national team with sara...”

your eyes widened in surprise. how did sara not tell you this? she just made it seem like laura was just a photographer in frankfurt.

“wait, seriously? you’re a footballer and a photographer?”

laura grinned. “yeah. i like to keep busy.”

you couldn’t help but laugh, feeling more flustered than you’d like to admit.

“that’s... really impressive,” you said, feeling a little shy under her gaze.

as time passed, you started going to laura’s games, cheering her on from the stands.

your bond deepened with every date, every conversation, until one day, laura asked you to be her girlfriend inside of her living room.

the soft glow of the floor lamp laura has casting a warm light over her space. you sat on her couch, legs curled under you, a half-empty cup of tea resting on the table in front of you.

you’d spent the evening like this, just talking, laughing, and enjoying each other’s company. but now, a comfortable silence had settled between you, the kind that felt intimate without needing to be filled.

laura sat beside you, her arm resting along the back of the couch. you could feel the warmth of her presence next to you, and every so often, your hands would brush when one of you reached for something or shifted in your seat.

each touch sent a small spark of electricity through you, a reminder of the feelings you’d been harboring for her since that photoshoot months ago.

“you’ve been quiet for a bit,” you finally said, glancing over at her, noticing the way her jaw clenched slightly, like she was trying to find the right words.

she looked at you, her eyes soft but searching. “yeah, i’ve just… been thinking,” she said quietly, her voice low and a little hesitant.

“thinking?” you asked, your heartbeat quickening just a little. you couldn’t help but wonder what was going on behind those light colored eyes of hers. “about what?”

she took a deep breath, turning her body slightly toward you. the air in the room shifted, something heavier settling between the two of you. “about you,” she said, her voice steady now, like she had finally made up her mind about what she wanted to say.

your breath caught in your throat, and you felt your chest tighten. "me?" you asked softly, not sure where this was going, but the intensity in laura's gaze was undeniable.

“yeah, you,” she repeated, her eyes not leaving yours.

“we’ve spent a lot of time together these past few months, nearly everyday, and i’ve really gotten to know you. i didn’t expect to feel this way when i first met you at that shoot, but,” she trailed off, her hand moving to gently take yours, her thumb brushing lightly over your knuckles. “i can’t stop thinking about you.”

your heart raced as she spoke, her words settling in the space between you like a confession you’d been secretly waiting for but never expected to hear.

“laura…” you started, but the words caught in your throat, your emotions tangled up in the moment.

“i know this might be a lot,” she said, her grip on your hand tightening just slightly, “but i really like you, y/n. i don’t want to keep dancing around it anymore.” she paused, her eyes softening as she looked at you, her vulnerability laid bare.

you both giggled at her pun before she spoke,

“can i be your girlfriend?”

“what wait?” you were surprised.

“will you be my girlfriend!?”

for a moment, you couldn’t speak. your mind raced with thoughts of every moment you’d shared, the way she made you feel without even trying, the way her presence made the world seem quieter, more bearable.

you’d known this was going to happen someday, but hearing her say it out loud made it all feel more real than you’d imagined.

“yes,” you finally said, your voice barely above a whisper. but the word hung in the air like a promise, and the smile that broke across laura’s face made your heart feel like it might burst. “yes, i’d love to.”

her smile widened, and she leaned in, her forehead resting against yours for a moment, the closeness of her sending a shiver down your spine.

"yay," she murmured softly, her breath warm against your skin.

your fingers intertwined with hers, and for the first time in what felt like forever, you allowed yourself to let go of the fears, the doubts, the baggage from your past.

in that moment, it was just you and laura, your hearts laid bare, and the quiet understanding that something beautiful was beginning between the two of you.

you chuckled softly, pulling back just enough to look at laura fully. “how about i cook for you? tomorrow night?” you suggested, your eyes sparkling with excitement.

"i’m pretty good in the kitchen."

laura raised an eyebrow, smirking. "oh really? a dancer, a university graduate, and a chef? you're just full of surprises."

you grinned, leaning in closer, your voice dropping to a playful whisper. “you’ll have to find out for yourself.”

and as she pressed a soft kiss to the back of your hand, you couldn’t help but feel like this was exactly where you were meant to be.

it didn’t take long for fan pages to catch on. suddenly, everyone was talking about how one of their favorite childhood dancers was now dating a german footballer.

fans were floored and happy for you-- but to you, it was surreal in the best way.

as you sat next to laura after one of her games, her hand wrapped around yours, you couldn’t help but think that despite everything—despite the chaos of your past—you’d finally found happiness.

my masterlist is here if you want to read more!

a/n: wrote this two months ago but i wasn’t sure if i liked the writing and the concept😭 ill still post it anyways

#laura freigang #woso fanfics #woso community #woso x reader #gerwnt #dance moms #meazalykov #eintracht frankfurt

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obsessedwithlarkin · 15 days ago

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WELL-KNOWN DANCERS COMPETING AT 24/7 SAN ANTONIO:

4PM DANCE:

Jessica Sutton - After The Rain

ALDC:

Scarlett Petty - Can You Hear Me?

CLUB DANCE STUDIO:

Caitlyn Mackenzie- The Pianist

WFDC:

Isab DiBenedetto - The Killer Was A Coward

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regan-thatslife · 3 months ago

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ages of dance moms dancers by each competition season:

i have been on a dance moms kick recently, and i thought it would be interesting to put into perspective the ages these girls were competing each season! i go by age of jan 1st of the year of the season :))

i am also only counting dancers who were members of the aldc team at some point, including dancers like nicaya who went to multiple studios during their time on the show

season 1:

elite team:

6: kenzie, vivi anne

8: maddie

9: chloe, nia

10: paige

12: brooke

guests:

15: brandon

season 2:

elite team:

7: kenzie

9: maddie, kendall

10: chloe, nia

11: paige

13: brooke

guests:

14: payton, nick, katherine

16: nina, auriel

(all in land unforgiving besides peyton and nick)

season 3:

elite team:

7: asia

8: kenzie

10: maddie, kendall

11: chloe, nia

12: paige

14: brooke

new team/guests:

10: sophia

11: bella

12: kaeli

13: ally

15: payton, nick

season 4

elite team:

9: kenzie

11: maddie, kendall

12: chloe, nia

13: paige, kalani

15: brooke

select team:

8: sarah h

9: tea

11: ava

12: chloe n

13: kamryn, sarah r

14: jade

guests:

11: fallon

12: nicaya

13: gino, kaleigh c (seven dwarfs dance)

season 5:

elite team:

10: kenzie

11: jojo

12: maddie, kendall

13: nia

14: kalani

guests:

9: sarah h

11: brynn

14: sarah e

season 6:

elite team:

11: kenzie

12: jojo, brynn

13: maddie, kendall

14: nia

15: kalani

mini team:

6: peyton

7: lilliana, kendyl

8: alexus, elliana

9: alysa

10: areana

guests:

7: coco

9: rihanna

10: blake h (straight outta pittsburg), sarah h, romeo b (the champ)

11: kaylee, saryna j (the champ), jayden b (the champ)

13: kenneth s (straight outta pittsburgh)

14: yadiel (scary sweetheart+other groups), jalen p (nia trio)

14/15?: daylen t (straight outta pittsburgh)

15: will s (bag borrow steal+other groups)

not sure: simeon j (nia trio)

season 7:

elite team:

8: lilliana

9: elliana

11: maesi

13: brynn

14: kendall, camryn, daviana

15: nia, chloe

16: kalani

mini team (minus ellie and lilly):

7: peyton

9: alexus

11: areana

guests:

11: reagan

14: jane d (blush&bashful)

not sure: darrion s (where have all the children gone)

season 8:

7: kamryn

10: lilliana, berkleigh

11: sarah, paris, elliana, savannah

12: pressley

13: brady, gianina, hannah

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lovinbarzal · 1 year ago

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✧ enchanted au ✧

adam fantilli x fem! hughes reader

summary: the youngest & only hughes daughter falls for the youngest fantilli brother

chapters —

tba !

blurbs —

tba !

ig edits —

nashville

sparks fly

background info —

y/n hughes is a dancer/influencer. she danced for the longest time and was featured in the first 6 seasons of dance moms (leaving with maddie and kenzie). also, just like her brothers, she is skilled on the ice. she played hockey for two years (10-12) but chose to stick to dance since moving to the ALDC LA. her brothers love to pick on her but in reality they would run towards the sun if it meant that their sister was safe. y/n met adam during their freshman year of college. they didn't hide it from luke. y/n told luke immediately.

#lovinbarzal writings #adam fantilli #adam fantilli x reader #ig edit #x reader #hockey au #umich hockey

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dollarstoreartsupplies · 2 years ago

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i lowkey would totally be interested in your richie and stan dance moms au lore. I read that fic ages ago and now can't get richie and stan being dancers out of my brain. especially because im a dancer myself

Richies strengths are performing (obviously), but i also think she would have this super cool and unique quality to her dancing while stan is super technical. and i think stan would struggle with a perfectionistic mindset (ugh dont we all) and sometimes lose her artistry while richie is relaxed and genuinely just dances for enjoyment, not really caring if shes not completely technically sound

(btw you are such a talented writer i could read ur writing forever. and you characterization skills are so fucnjkh good)

(Here's the fic for reference btw)

Dude, homie, bestie, my dear like it’s so STUCK IN MY BRAIN because like?? I in general am of the opinion that gals Stan and Richie were in dance classes as little kids together, because I think it’s fun, and I ALSO think they’re the two funniest characters to throw onto reality television? Like,,,, come on?

(Also like I’m Bad at describing dance for a person who dances so unfortunately there isn’t nearly enough dance info forthcoming in this as there is in my brain)

SO the basic timeline and lore built out in my head is:

Age 2: Richie and Stan start dancing at the ALDC in those baby ballet classes, Andrea and Maggie become friends sitting in waiting rooms and tiny Richie and Stan baby bond INSTANTLY, so they’re best friends immediately

Age 8: The show starts filming, and it follows the actual real life incredibly fucked up dance moms lore where everyone thought they were signing up for a short documentary style thing about dancing and got locked into YEARS OF TELEVISED CHILDHOOD TRAUMA

They’re in a one year contract at first, which then gets upped to a five year contract once the show starts picking up, so six years in total that they’re REQUIRED to be on the show.

Stan genuinely is very invested in dance and both her and her parents specifically put a lot of weight in her being successful (without meaning to be kind of fucked up about it), and she’s an only child with a stay at home mom who can spend all her time on Dance, so that’s why they sign on

Richie is pretty much Gonna Do What Stan Is Doing and is generally having fun (-ish) with the being a minor celebrity of it all because she’s Nine Years Old so she’s down

She does have one older sister but she’s way, way older (18 when Richie is 8 kind of vibe) so she’s going to college by the time the show begins and therefore Maggie and Went feel comfortable committing to it

(There are some episodes where Maggie isn’t there because of Richie’s sister and Abby thinks she’s a bad mom because of it and says it a lot)

It’s also important to note that they’re just normal people being intensely manipulated by production to sign on

At the start of the show A La Maddie (DISCLAIMER: i refuse to write any semblance of real person fanfiction, Abby doesn’t count because she fucking sucks, so decide on ur own if the normal real dance moms girls are there or there are just other random Dance Children) Stan is very much the golden child who Always wins and Always gets very good solos because she’s abby’s favorite

Their solos are mostly Ballet and Lyrical because they are technically incredible and a very pretty dancer

HOWEVER like you said she is SUCH a perfectionist (mood) and takes every loss REALLY personally, so it becomes a sort of toxic fandom mindset that she is a spoiled brat because they cry a lot and have panic attacks over not liking how a dance went (FILMED LIVE ON FUCKING TELEVISION AT EIGHT! WUH OH!)

Richie is sort of set up to be a Jojo type character, where she’s REALLY REALLY fun to watch dance and a ball full of energy but because she’s so Much all the time the producers end up painting her as very, very rude and sort of lazy brat

But she’s a fantastic performer, which is crazy important in dance, and it’s not like she’s BAD she’s just not super technical? Which actually sometimes works in her favor because she ends up being a really a super versatile dancer

Jazz and musical theater are her Big Two but she’s pretty much good at everything except ballet because WHO IS? (Stan)

The dynamic is basically Stan is a incredible dancer but really just at certain styles (idk if I’m describing this well but she’s very much the kind of dancer you watch and think Wow She’s Good At Dancing and Doing This Correctly) and Richie is very much a jack of all trades master of none

They’re very good at duets though because Richie gets Stan to loosen up and Stan refuses to let Richie Not Practice Constantly

Richie’s coasting the bottom of the pyramid WEEKLY even when she wins because of her ‘behavior’ and Stan is usually at the top

Generally the production team tries to frame the two of them as enemies because they’re SO different that it makes good television for perfect, ballerina Stan to be constantly butting heads with obnoxious brat Richie but they’re genuinely such good friends it Does Not Work

One episode is set up to sort of push the Hate Each Other narrative in season one where they give Stan a really cheesy, big performance jazz number and Richie a really, really technical ballet number, expecting it to be a big competition and fight but instead they just help each other practice and cheer each other up when they get upset

Stan wins the first nationals, obviously

Age 9-10ish: By the second season it sort of starts to pick up in intensity and both of them start to get homeschooled/setschooled and the show becomes their entire lives, which is Bad

By this point both of their mental health isn’t Awesome but Stan is really not doing great, especially because they’re so anxious the social media perception is really getting to them, and her mom is trying really hard to get out of their contract, but they’re stuck.

Stan and Richie (along with their moms) decide they’re both leaving together the second their contracts are up.

Someone else from their team wins nationals second season but because Stan is so in her head about everything she gets like fourth, which is also Bad For Her and the narrative starts to slightly switch from ‘golden child’ into ‘is she Still the golden child?’

Age 11: THIRD SEASON, though, Richie win’s nationals and Stan gets second, which like… isn’t supposed to happen

(Fun actual Dance Moms fact: pretty much all the competitions are rigged but nationals are Less Rigged like they’re tilted in their favor but the judges are a little more real)

Abby is PISSED and basically tries to make it seem like the judges messed up scoring or it was a mistake and it’s one of those Famous dance moms scenes because Abby is basically saying that Stan should have won because she is better and Richie is clearly very genuinely upset (which doesn’t happen a lot she’s very good at like making when she’s upset a joke when the cameras are around) and Stan fully stands up to Abby and calls her out on her bullshit

After that the whole energy skews more against Stan where suddenly production is airing a lot more of the little insults they usually cut out specifically for Stan to try and push the agenda that Abby is unfairly nice to them

Everyone sort of blames Richie for it a lot of the time, though, and the two of them probably have a thinly veiled duet called like The Bad Influence

Age 12: Abby really fucks up and says something Genuinely So Bad (and probably Pretty Antisemetic im ngl because have you fucking watched dance moms?) to Stan so production literally cannot make them stay legally, like with Kelly situation, where it could get them into actual trouble so Stan and Andrea are allowed to break their contract and leave the show

The show runners cut most of the argument out and edit it to seem like it wasn’t Abby’s fault

Richie and her mom try to follow but because it’s a specific situation that wasn’t aimed at Richie they aren’t allowed

They both know they’re leaving when the contract is up but there's still two years stuck on the show without her immediate best friend support system and it really sucks

People make a lot of sad edits about it and Richie thinks it’s really funny but also it's genuinely the crux of why she's QUITE so mentally ill (in general being hated by abby was never good for her but once Stan leaves it's ROUGH)

Age 14: Richie’s off the show, she knows she’s gonna be off the show, so she like fully flips Abby off in the dressing room after nationals and storms out with her mom and the show honestly just keeps it in because it’s good tv to have a big reason like that to explain why she left

They worked it out so Stan and her mom are waiting outside and they drive them home and hang out and it’s a good time :)

OTHER LOSERS LORE:

Richie and Stan were best friends with Mike from before the show and they went to school together/continued to post both of them leaving the show

She’s in One (1) episode for two seconds at like a party or something and Richie and Stan pretty much Just Post That Scene when they’re older, like if someone asks them about their favorite moment they’re like oh yeah when mike was there

She’s got a big social media following from the two of them and thinks it’s hilarious

They meet the rest of the losers in college

Bill and Mike are college roommates who are crushing hard on eachother so she becomes their friend through Mike

Stan and Ben are roommates and Ben is dating Bev so that’s how they become friends

Bev was a childhood Dance Moms stan, like ran a fan instagram account and went to meet ups because I think that's really funny don’t worry she’s better now

Bill and Eddie have been best friends since elementary school so she gets dragged to a lot of their hangouts and is completely and entirely unaware that Stan and Richie are like c-list celebrities for a WHILE

tbh this is like a very train of thought bare bones explanation but do with it what you will :)

#dance moms au #fem richie tozier #fem stan uris #this might be illegible idk

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kait16xo · 3 months ago

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Dance Moms: A New Era Thoughts (Episode 5)

Good news for retro ALDC fans—I have the 2003 program book in my collection! I’m pretty sure I have the link to my drive somewhere on tumblr but if not I will pin it!

As usual, spoilers under the cut :-) Additionally, there is an emetophobia warning during the competition so keep in mind

* “Every week, Audrey’s the center of some huge drama” oh the cons of being the favorite

* Wow Bella actually got a lower third already? It took Gianna so long to get hers

* Why tf would Gina even be on the top of the pyramid 😭 then again Glo is…well

* “Then they should work harder!” So should you 💀

* Leilah absolutely reading Glo is making me giggle. She might be my favorite rn

* Someone tell Mina and the other kids they don’t suck. God I’m so sick of this formula

* Wow Audrey’s actually where she belongs?? Did someone check Glo’s temperature??

* ASHLAN’S ON THE TOP WERK! She genuinely deserves it. That trio was phenomenal.

* “I guess they made up at the breakfast table” is so funny given additional context

* Mina getting a solo amidst the Gina v. Audrey showdown: :D

* Mina’s interview about the group 😭 these kids are so silly I love them

* Poor Smiley. Not everyone can turn well but that doesn’t make her any less of a dancer. It sucks to see her so defeated

* Domenica crying in front of her kid lowkey gives me the ick but I get it at the same time

* Omg Rachelle Rak’s in this episode werk

* Them making snow angels before rehearsal is so cute

* HOLY SHIT AUDREY’S DOING A PRISCILLA PRESLEY SOLO? I JUST SAW HER AT A CON LAST WEEKEND

* “Elvis…” *starts moonwalking* “Wait that’s Michael Jackson” me too queen

* “Priscilla was only 14 when she met Elvis?…ew” good girl Audrey lol

* That zoom into Tammi in her interview took me clean out

* Gina’s doing a solo she already knows and the kids are going feral as expected

* Aww Mina and her Teddy 😭 stop it. Leave her teddy alone

* I find it so hard to believe this kid can be a brat lol

* This costume is rly cute

* “She’s doing the group dance” without the group is insane. Also YES GIRLS you get into that solo rehearsal

* Poor Smiley works so hard only to be benched :/ at least

* “Why did I have to join the team?” MY HEART

* Mina basically saying “idgaf” about her teammates is wild

* “Dan how much time do I have left I need to go poopy?” These interviews man lol

* WE WERE SO CLOSE TO AN EP WITHOUT ASHLAN CRYING COME ON

* Why tf would Gina and Jing say no to and opportunity from their teacher 💀 y’all need to be so serious

* Tammi playing a game with the kids to get them away from the drama was rly smart and I have a lot of respect for her now

* The juxtaposition of them playing mid fight is also rly funny thank you tammi

* Holy shit vomit jumpscare 😭

* “Welcome Gina” girl I’d fucking kms

* If your child is getting actively sick about the idea of giving away her security item then maybe don’t rush her into giving it up! There’s a fucking concept! Take her to a child therapist or something (:

* Ok so I had to switch to youtube mid episode so I had to watch Mina’s solo in PURE SILENCE LMAO. She still ate tho idc

* Mina’s emotional execution for her age is phenomenal

* Ok update we have the SLIGHTEST bit of audio for Gina’s solo but the quality is so bad lol

* THAT LEG HOLD TURN WAS PHENOMENAL OK MISS GIRL

* This kid genuinely dances like an angel

* Audrey smacking the camera…real asf

* That veil is cool as fuck. I also love her costume

* I cannot get past these audio cuts the youtube version has LMFAO

* The aerial at the end was not needed but she ate that emotional execution UPPPPP

* Poor Gina getting no kudos from her friends makes me sad. She did so beautifully too and she needs told that

* Glo’s voice was fighting for its life LOL. Also s/o to her for giving Gina SOME praise lol

* Level of unbothered: Smiley eating snacks bc she’s cut from the dance

* I love these costumes

* I knew Gina was gonna get the overall lol. She was so good

* Audrey…baby…it was just better choreographically. Tone it down

* They got first place group we’re so back

* “Nobody lost!” Omg all the solos got first? Work

* If Gina coming in causes a girl to get benched every week then your teacher isn’t good at her job. Follow me for more hot takes.

#dance moms #dance moms a new era spoilers #dance moms a new era #dance moms spoilers #tw: vomit #tw: emetophobia

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