#dancer au

[pompomlol]

maybe it’s cause i’m a dancer but i’m sick of these dancer au fics that are like “you two were the best dancers in your class/club/studio, but also rivals fighting to be the best” that usually doesn’t happen in studios, especially if the characters go to the same one. like yes, competition in studios is a thing, but it’s usually encouraged by the teachers. dancers don’t go around saying “i’m better than you” unless they have a stick up their ass. and everyone is usually just impressed by everyone and encouraging. i’m sick of these rivalries in dance Aus

[cero-sleep]

Dancer AU...

Based on this tiktok

[emmaestrella]

returning to my roots (writing percabeth fanfiction) because i saw one (1) piece of fanart for ballerina percabeth au and there’s not that many on ao3 so now i’m writing a dance au (to add to my collection of wips) (i promise i’m trying to work on them I’m ridiculously busy and chronically exhausted and never have free time)

[cryptid-pet]

Shin’ll be like that one rich man who only buys the beautiful women and makes himself seem higher and superior but then he sees a green hair twink

STOP TALKING RIGHT NOW OR I’M CALLING YOUR STATE POLICE

[ladykailitha]

The Hellfire Exotic Club Part 2

Hey, guys! This story is going to be a lot of fun, so buckle in we are in for a ride.

Just a little thing about this chapter that will only make sense in context. But Eddie did NOT start stripping until the previous owner retired. I tried to make that clear, but I'm not sure I did. Again, Eddie danced burlesque but did not strip until he took over as owner of the night club. Got it? Thank you!

Part 1

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They didn’t have time to build up the Steve turning from the angel Samael to the demon Satan not with him having only three days to learn the dance, so his first appearance on stage was that as the envious Satan.

Steve was wearing a red corset and boy shorts with matching high-heeled pumps and black fishnet stockings.

He started the set that would be his one hour in the spotlight leaning over a stool and then as the spotlight hit his head snapped up, glaring at the audience.

The way his body slunk and shimmied across the stage so different to the bruising stomp of Asmodeus. If Asmodeus was the harsh envy of wanting whatever one else had because he thought he deserved it, then Satan was soft simpering envy of a man who had been denied everything and still wanted, still yearned.

By the time Steve had finished his set that first night, even though he didn’t remove a single article of clothing, the money that was thrown at him was as much as Asmodeus in his heyday. On his first night.

The other dancers had been gathering the thrown money all night and Steve picked up the rest from his finale. They brought it all to Eddie to be counted. Same with the tip jar at the bar. The money for the dancers was a much bigger pile than the one at the bar, but the tip jar wasn’t slouching either.

Eddie carefully doled out the bartenders and waiters tips first. Robin’s eyes going wide as she held few hundred dollars in her hands.

“I didn’t think Sundays would be very popular,” she breathed, carefully dividing it and putting it in separate places so if her purse got stolen she didn’t lose all of it.

Eddie cackled as he counted out the money for the backup dancers first. They got the same amount every night as did the other Sins on their non-starring days while the club and the main dancer got a cut, except Saturday nights when Eddie danced then the dancer’s cut would be divided six ways among the other Sins.

“I think it was people coming in and expecting the new dancer to fall on his face,” Eddie said, handing out the money to his other dancers. “And then were blown away when Stevie here simpered and slunk his way into their hearts and more importantly their pocket books.”

He took his cut and then handed the rest to Steve.

“So it might not be this big next week?” Steve asked, chewing on his lip.

Eddie laughed. “Oh, honey, you have nothing to worry about,” he said, standing up to put an arm around Steve’s shoulders. “Give them a chance to watch you dance all this week and especially with the fallen angel dance you and Lilith will do on Saturday. Once they’ve seen that, there’ll be a line outside of the club just to see you.”

“I’m with Eddie on this one,” one of the backup dancers said. She was spunky black girl called Choronzon. Well, her real name was Cheryl but you get the idea. “Asmodeus was a boring, stereotypical stripper. Pole and all. But you? Man you’re going to make everyone else envious, okay?”

Steve ducked his head and blushed. Robin bumped his shoulder with hers.

“Hell,” Gareth said with a giggle at his own stupid pun, “most of us spent that hour of you with the backup dancers just watching you. Something I assure you doesn’t usually happen, not even when we first started.”

“I can’t wait to start dancing with you,” Chrissy said earnestly. “I’ve even asked that you get the same days off as me so it’s expected we dance together.”

“What days are those?” Steve asked sharing a glance with Robin.

Eddie winced. “Yeah, I know you both wanted the same days off, but I could only manage one of the two, sorry. It’s just with the other waiters’ schedules I just couldn’t make it work. You’ll both have Tuesdays off, but Steve will have Fridays off, and Robin with have Thursdays.”

They shrugged. It was better than nothing. Hell, they were even back to back. They could make that work.

Jeff laughed, “He wants Steve to have Fridays off because he’s afraid I’ll be outshined on my own day.”

Steve’s eyebrows shot up at he looked at Eddie in shock. “You really can’t tell me you actually think I’d out lust Lust, do you?”

Eddie scratched his cheek and looked up sheepishly. “Well, not precisely, not really. But you can’t deny you have a sex appeal that can’t be matched or compared. And that’s what we don’t want. People comparing you. Because even so-called progressives still find white people more aesthetically pleasing and the more we can keep people from making that direct comparison the better.”

Steve half shrugged. “I have no problem with that, but I guess that means my dreams of dancing with him have been dashed.”

“Sorry, man,” Jeff said dramatically, “I’m a solo act. I don’t do partners. I inspire lust, I don’t fall victim to it.”

He pretended to faint in Jeff’s arms and he dipped him dramatically. They straightened up with giggles. Eddie was starting to think he might have to swap sins with Steve if his stomach churned every time Steve flirted with someone else.

Which was ridiculous. He didn’t date his dancers and he wasn’t about to start now just because his head was turned by such a pretty face. Besides, it seemed that Steve and Robin were job rovers and they no doubt would get sick of this place and move on to the next one.

“All right,” he said cracking his knuckles as he sat back down at his desk. “The cleaners will be here in a half hour, so if you don’t want to help them, I’d clear out.”

Everyone made a scramble for the doors, all except Steve. He lingered at the door after everyone had left and when Eddie spotted him, he cocked his head to the side.

“Is there something you needed, Steve?”

Steve chewed on his bottom lip and then surged forward. “It is okay that I’m doing the whole angel thing, right? I wasn’t trying to change the theme of your club. I just picked the song to stand out. I figured you had every variation of every song about devils, demons, and hell,” he rambled.

“Whoa, whoa,” Eddie said, holding up his hand, “take a deep breath there before you pass out on me.”

Steve took in a large breath and just stared at him wide eyed.

“Sit down a minute,” he continued and waved a hand at the chair in front of his desk.

Steve wavered a moment before doing as he was told.

“I’ve been managing this club for longer than I’ve owned it,” he began.

Steve blinked at him a moment in shock. “What? It wasn’t originally yours?”

Eddie shook his head. “Nope. Back when I first started here as a dancer, it was called the Kit Cat Titty Club.”

“That’s a horrible name!” Steve said, rearing his head back in disgust.

“That it was,” he agreed. “The owner started it as a proper burlesque club. A throw back to the speakeasies of the 1920s. You had waitresses in bunny suits, cigarette girls, a live jazz band in the corner playing the tunes the dancer would strip to.”

Steve raised an eyebrow, and nodded appreciatively. “Sounds like a fun way to spend your Saturday night.”

Eddie smiled at him. “Yeah it does. Too bad it got hit with the whole steampunk era. No one wanted decadence and jazz music. They wanted Victorian era saloons and public houses. Gas lit halls and lots and lots of ruffles.”

Steve winced in sympathy. He had a couple of friends who had gotten into the phase a few years back. Too many ruffles and gears and too many gears getting caught in said ruffles.

“So what happened?”

“I told him the best way to fight the wave wasn’t join to in,” Eddie said, “but to create something new and it became the Hellfire Exotic Club. Then when he retired a couple years back, he gave it to me. Said it was mine and had been for years anyway, this was only making it official. God, I miss that bastard some days.”

“Yeah, where did he retire to?” Steve asked.

“Back to Bumfuck Middle of Nowhere Indiana,” Eddie huffed. “Or better known as Hawkins.”

Steve cackled. “I’m from there and I can’t imagine anyone wanting to go back.”

“My uncle, Wayne always was more stubborn than he was smart,” Eddie said shaking his head fondly.

“You stripped for your uncle?” Steve asked, his eyes wide.

“No, no,” Eddie said trying to hold in his laughter. “Of course not! Not everyone strips here. Brian, our Greed only gets as far as his pants. Chrissy will leave her g-string on. Like if you wanted to, you wouldn’t have to strip. It’s about sensuality and titillation than bump and grind style stripping. I think that’s why Billy never really fit in here. Because if Billy was anything he was your typical stripper. I know we throw that around a lot but he was it. Here.” He dug around in his desk for a moment and pulled out a picture.

He handed it to Steve. “This is our first night as the Seven Deadly Sins. Everyone else you know, so Billy won’t be hard to pick out.”

Blond, muscled, tanned, and oiled. Typical male stripper. Nothing special. Nothing new.

“Was he someone your uncle hired?” Steve guessed handing the picture back.

“Yeah,” Eddie said, “because he looked good in spats and suspenders. But he never really fit in and maybe that’s why it blew up the way it did. Anyway the point is dancing for my uncle was hell of a lot better than working with my dad, so...” He wagged his eyebrows once.

“What did your dad do?” Steve asked.

“Stole cars.”

“Oh.”

Eddie chuckled. “It’s fine. He’s in jail now in Texas. Third strike, will be in there until I’m old and grey.”

“Shredding on your guitar,” Steve said softly, “while the next generation of Sins dance to your music.”

Eddie smiled fondly. “I like the sound of that.” He cleared his throat. “Shit, we got way off topic there. The point of my story is that this place has changed before and change if done right it’s a good thing. Besides what makes demons so interesting is that they used to be angels. People love a hero, but what they love even more than a hero is to see that hero fall. We’ve just never tapped into that potential yet,” he finished with a shrug. “So don’t you be worrying that pretty head of yours, okay? I’m good at this.”

Steve smiled and stood back up. “That does help. Thanks.” He scratched his cheek and then hummed. “I guess I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“I guess so,” Eddie replied softly. “Good night, Steve.”

“Night, Eddie.”

Once Steve was had left, closing the door behind him, he buried his head in hands. This was going to be hell. He could feel it.

There was just something...sparkling about Steve. Something bright and beautiful. And Eddie couldn’t believe his luck. He doesn’t know why Robin left work at the rec center where Steve taught pole dancing as exercise, or even what she did there, but he could tell they were both really worried about money right now.

But whatever the reason for their leaving, he doubly grateful they landed in his lap. She was a good waitress and Steve was a phenomenal dancer.

But unlike every other dancer who had walked through those doors and into his life, Steve also walked into his heart too. And Chrissy crushing on Robin wasn’t good, this was bad. He couldn’t be seen to have favorites.

So he would have to keep his distance.

Famous last words, he knew. Fate liked throwing curve balls at Eddie, and he really should have been more careful about making promising he couldn’t keep.

~

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[in-amor-veritas]

Hii! I hope you're having a nice day!😊

For the 5 sentence thingy I was thinking: Wilmon💜 + "Wille! Are you okay?"

hi I am having a nice day! Sorry this has taken so long for some reason I couldn’t find this one 😭 I don’t understand why the tumblr app won’t let me filter by asks but it got buried somehow but I finally found it :)

I’m setting this in the dancer au I’ve been daydreaming about recently where Wille is a ballet boy and Simon is a contemporary dance major.

…..

“Wille! Are you okay?” He sees the shock on Simon’s face as he takes in Wille’s appearance, the cast and the crutches he’s hobbling forward with, “Oh god what happened?” Simon reaches to take the bag he’s trying to precariously balance on his arm and Wille doesn’t have the energy to stop him.

“Stress fracture.” He murmurs, frustrated, embarassed that Simon is here outside his dorm unannounced and that he’s seeing him this vulnerable and awkward, “What are you doing here?”

He thinks about the disappointment in his mother’s face when he’d told her that he can no longer be the male principal in the schools summer performance, the pity he’d seen in his classmates eyes and the frown on his instructors lips.

He feels like such a failure.

“I heard you had gotten back to school—I just wanted to see you—“

“Well now you’ve seen me.” He snips, gritting his teeth and moving forward, stupidly slow, cursing his injury.

“Is it painful?” Simon asks, eyes wide and worried as he looks him over, “Can I do anything to help? Carry your stuff to class?”

Wille looks over at him, they haven’t really spoken much since the whole Valborg fiasco, “Look I don’t need your pity—I know—yes it’s terrible for my career, no I don’t know when I will be able to dance again, yes im being forced into more physical therapy than i even knew existed, yes it’s such a shame because I had such a promising principal role in the Summer ballet.”

Simon stares at him, and slowly something seems to dawn on him, he takes a step forward, “I’m just worried about you. How you’re feeling…that’s the most important thing—all that other stuff itself doesn’t matter.”

[starker-sorbet]

Dance partners Peter and Tony leaning in for a kiss as their emotions overtake them while dancing in a competition

@starkerfestivals Summer Bingo: Dancer au card below

[peanutbutterwrites]

DANCER AU?!?!? how to kiss your brain

🍡 anon

OH YAY so glad you like love, I’ll try to bang it out as fast as I can ;)

sending love and hugs - pb

[papermacherainbow]

I Gotta Have You- Complete Fic!

“How many of these have you watched, peanut?” He asks causally. “Every single one!” She squeals. “I follow all the dancers on Instagram and everything,” “Oh yeah?” He prods. Morgan lights up and starts rambling off, pointing at dancers on screen and sharing their names. It takes a few before she gets to the one he’s actually curious about. “And that’s Peter!” “You look like bad news. I gotta have you, I gotta have you…” Five times Tony watched Peter dance on The Era's Tour + the one time he watched him dance for him.

You can read I Gotta Have You on AO3 [here]

A Starker Story for: @starksvinyls Thank you for helping me with this idea! @pparkerbingo SFW B1 | Music • NSFW B5 | Lap Dance @starkerfestivals SF Summer Bingo B4 | Taylor Swift Song • Pride Puzzles Week 4 Down 2 | Glitter

[sixlane]

What fics do you have in plan for the future?

hello! thanks for asking i would loveee to tell you about them!

i’m currently writing my rosier twins fic which is coming along quite nicely i think. that should be out very soon. and of course i’m still updating get him back, albeit slowly. i also have plans to finallyyyyy start on my mr & mrs smith au and my jegulus dancer au. but i have recently been possessed by a new au. it’s hoa enemies jegulus. reg is president of the board and james is a new member and they fight over everythingggg. and then they have to fuck about it later. it’s so silly and the stakes are so low but it makes me giggle. so idk i’ll probably be working on that on and off. feel free to ask me about it if you want to know more! and then after i get all these wips under control i wanna devote my time to my bartylily nun fic. sooo i have a lot of stuff coming up! and it’s all very exciting. i will leave you tags for these fics so you can read more if you want!

[pink-pkmn-trainer]

finally made a design for dancer au gangle that i like

[cero-sleep]

Dancer AU Zephyr and Zephyros

[vivis-heckin-art]

In the dancer/crime au Kita has a full grown red tailed boa named Belladonna, and she's very pampered

[theweirdcobrakaifan]

Guys guys au idea

young cobra husbands dancer au 👀 they would be unstoppable and perfect and sexy and come on the hip grabbing John would do to terry waist to keep him balance while terry is showing off with how high he can lift his leg to impress him,and come on they would be adorable and the tango they would definitely tango give Terry a rose in his mouth while he getting dipped by kreese

[skyf0ckz]

Pt. 1 of Dance AU backstory ♡