#sway michael buble

[quietbreeze97]

Guys, I am currently OBSESSED with this, I love everything about it.

[musiccartoon]

Michael Bublé, Pussycat Dolls - SWAY - Polskie Karaoke TV

[busterkeatonsociety]

This Day in Buster…November 16, 1927

The Edmonton Journal suggests that readers ‘…enroll with Buster as he starts in college, finish with him - you gain in joy knowledge.  “College” is a fun panic and it’s worth millions.’

[davekat-sucks]

Here's AI voice Eridan Octopimp singing "Sway" by Michael Buble.

[whipped-for-fictionals]

going to be singing in our school's talent showcase tomorrow!! i'm so so excited, i chose the best song to sing as my final tribute to the school

[gophergal]

Shout out to fight scenes framed as dance scenes. Gotta be my favorite sexual tension

[fantomevoleur]

🎤 // I had to :3c

FOR EVERY 🎤 SENT, I WILL LIST A SONG I ASSOCIATE WITH MY MUSE.

Feeling Good - Michael Buble

Fish in the sea You know how I feel River running free You know how I feel Blossom on a tree You know how I feel It's a new dawn It's a new day It's a new life For me And I'm feeling good

[giggly-squiggily]

Hey Squiggily! You write for Chrollo, right? You don’t write for any of the other adult trio ;-; if so could I request ler chrollo and lee reader with a sentence starter of your choosing? You have full power for this lil drabble :3

{Puffs are officially CLOSED}

Heyo anon! :D I do! Not so much for Hisoka or Illumi, no. Ahh, I love the ballroom dancing idea so much!!! I've gotcha covered, anon!

Song: Sway- Michael Buble

You looked up when jazz music started to play, the small speaker sitting on Chrollo’s desk pumping out a sort of cha-cha beat. Said man was humming along, loosening up his limbs with graceful movements. It was such a rare sight seeing him so relaxed.

“When marimba rhythm starts to play, dance with me, make me sway~” He sang along, offering you a hand as he finished the lyric. “Like a lazy ocean hugs the shore, hold me close, sway me more.~”

You…never danced ballroom before. Most of your moves were fairly spontaneous and clumsy. You were sure you’d end up stepping on his feet more than “swaying”.

And yet- he was watching you with such inviting eyes, it was hard to not take his hand. He pulled you up, twirling you around before bringing you close to his chest, the music seeming to engulf you as you gasped softly. His easy smile seemed to grow at your reaction.

“Like a flower bending in the breeze, bend with me, sway with ease~” The song continued on, Chrollo waltzing you with ease while you struggled not to trip and fall. There were a number of times you were sure you kicked him in the ankle and gave him a bruise, but he barely reacted. If anything, his gentle moves felt reassuring- no pressure to keep the beat but with just enough guidance to teach you.

When his hand came around your waist to hold you closer, you let out a squeaky giggle. Chrollo paused, brow raised as you felt your face warm. “Erm..hehe, sorry. I’m ticklish.”

“Oh are you now?” Chrollo raised a brow, something impish in that small grin. You knew your fate was sealed then.

“Wait- what abohohut the dahhahahnce?” You giggled out as fingers found your sides, sending bursts of mirth into the room.

“Dancing can come later. For now- I want you to laugh for me.”

[fuckyeahzanvis]

travis would take zane by the hand and turn on some stupid sappy dance song he saw on tiktok and starts dancing with zane in the kitchen while zane protests before giving in

[stressedbeetle]

I can't be the only one that always forgets it's "weak" and Michael Bublé is not just going to sing "when we sway I go weeeeee"

[lemonvic]

Hello! I hope you're having a nice weekend!

If it's possible, can I see more interactions of Y/N cookie and Shadow milk please? I just love the idea of him knowing their true identity!

Also I love your version of Y/N, thanks for creating them ⸜( ´ ꒳ ` )⸝ 💗💗💗

Hi gurlie! I'm soo sorry for a wait and ngl i actually like their bond tbh

Sooo here you go! (^v^)

And they dance.. *insert 'Sway' song by Michael Buble*

And the odd sight to see where A Shadow Milk Cookie went calm and being suave here surprisingly. Wowow

Anyways hope you have a great day and see you in next next week cuz exam is coming up to mee. (MUEHEHEHEH)

[incorrect-ikevamp-quotes]

@miss-scarletletter Like. Just the concept of an MC that's slightly older. Comte in the background blending in as usual, noticing but thinking "ah, well, maybe she'll find somebody she likes here." And then he notices eyes on him from time to time, only to see her hide behind her hair the second he looks over. The first few times he's like ????? Maybe I was mistaken.

But then it keeps happening. Snatches of burning curiosity and intent, easily concealed the next moment with a smile directed at whoever she's chosen for the day. Until he's like . oh. OH--IT'S MY TIME

His lowkey giddiness???? Inviting her to his office, ever discreet but intensity humming beneath the skin. Trying to seem mature but so clearly delighted to be the subject of her attraction. Saying that he's simply "coming out of retirement," but then that side eye when he says he can't bear to see her looking forlorn--the implication that he certainly wants more than one night, so long as she does too. The way she tries to submerge her real feelings until she can't find them (whether because they're forbidden or she's just repressed), only for Comte to parse and unearth them with such eager reciprocation.

AUHGHGHGHGHHGHGHH KILLING ME SOFTLY--

I hope MC knows how iconic she is in this event for being like "No I want him to be a little bit fucked up actually" in Comte's story because GIRL SAME. S A M E

[vivwritesfics]

Hello love your writing btw. I was wondering if you could write a one shot or blurb about the reader and Daniel Ricciardo (maybe if you're willing Carlos Sainz) just relaxing swaying in the kitchen while they cook dancing and laughing to Sway by Michael Buble while it's dark cold and rainy outside.

Dancing In The Dark - DR3

Have you ever been so in love that your entire lives are intertwined? Like, shared house, shared cooking, shared cleaning, shared playlists?

That's how in love Y/N L/N was with Daniel Ricciardo.

When he wasn't travelling the world, they did everything together.

They cooked together most every night, Y/N preparing vegetables or the meat or whatever went in the dinner while Danny took care of the rice or spaghetti or whatever they might have had in the oven.

They had their music playing as they cooked, their playlist coming out of the speaker system. Danny danced as he waited by the stove or the oven and Y/N shook her body gently as she chopped and prepared.

Taylor Swift was playing, a song that Danny had added to their playlist. Danny stepped away from the oven and walked over to the girlfriend. He took her hand, putting down her knife, and turned her around. Placing her arms around his neck, Daniel swayed from side to side.

With her head on his shoulder, Y/N looked up at him as he moved them. "Danny, I need to keep on with dinner," she said and pulled away from him.

But Danny didn't let her go. He pulled her back in, spun her around and let her go again.

This was a normal occurrence, especially when they were doing any kind of chores. Danny could afford for them to have a maid or a cleaner, but Y/N wouldn't let him. She loved doing chores, music on in the background as Danny cleaned at her side.

Careless Whisper came on the speaker. Danny dropped the feather duster and turned to his girlfriend. "Something in your eyes," he sang, shaking his hips. "Calls to mind a silver screen."

"And its all sad good-byes," Y/N replied. It was pointless trying to resist him. She wasn't dancing though, she was still cleaning the surfaces in the living room.

Danny walked over and put down the surface cleaner and cloth. "I'm never gonna dance again."

"Guilty feet have got no rhythm!" They shouted together.

Careless Whisper wasn't their song, not by any means. But they loved it, it was the perfect song to scream in the middle of their living room in the late evening when they were still cleaning (because Danny had made them stop so many times to dance).

Danny span her. He sent her around once, twice.

At the saxophone, Danny let go of her and shook his hips in time with it.

Date night.

Y/N loved date night. They'd go out to a restaurant or to see a movie or to an arcade or something. Date night always ended with them in the living room, a glass of wine in hand, candles lit and music playing as they sat on the couch.

Sway, the Michael Bublé version, came on over the speakers. As soon as Danny heard it he was up and pulling Y/N up with him. She went willingly, one hand in his and the other on her on his shoulder.

Daniel took the lead, moving them around the living room. He spun her around and pulled her back in. Danny's steps were quick, messy, almost impossible to keep up with. But Y/N managed it, she had done ever since the day they met.

At the chorus, Danny blindly stepped back, pulling Y/N with him. They went stumbling, over the back of the couch. They fell down in a fit of giggles, knocking their red wine over in the process. "Shit, Danny," she said through her giggle. "The rug!"

Their once cream rug was now ruined, a huge whine stain spread across the middle. "That's never coming out."

Daniel let out a laugh and kissed the top of her head. "We'll get a new one tomorrow," Daniel answered, wrapping his arms around her.

Daniel and Y/N loved dancing together. They did it throughout their relationship, right up until they got married. At their wedding, their first dance was to Careless Whisper. They knew their family and friends were judging them, but they didn't much care.

When sway came on, Y/N's friend gave them a knowing look.

They danced through the night, until the early hours of the morning. By the time they were off to their honeymoon, their feet were hurting and they were exhausted. But they were so, so happy.

[maya-caffrey]

Human 101: Dancing

pairing: rk800 connor x reader

words: 1.2 k

warnings: language, self-deprecating humour, lack of proofreading, fic from reader's pov, kissing

summary: human 101 (the sequel) with (y/n) and Connor, a crash course on the basics of humanity, brought to you by sumo as always and a very sleep-deprived writer (comedy, fluff)

additional context: reader has a rampant crush on Connor, as established in Short Circuit, and Human 101: Cooking, this is a direct sequel to human 101: cooking and could also be a spiritual successor to short ciruit;

a/n: back with some more <3 psps there is fluff

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As you may already know, I was on a mission to introduce my good friend (and unfortunately, nothing more) Connor to the finest parts of being human. We'd been through cooking, humor, banter (which he is insanely good at now, by the way), and music, so naturally, that brought us to dancing. Am I nervous? Pfffft. As if (yes, extremely).

"Hey (Y/n), why are we at this club?" he screamed over the throbbing music.

"We're going dancing!"

"(Y/n), this place is called Funky Junk in the Trunk."

"Your point being?"

"Are you sure this is the best course of action? Exposure to this decibel level for a prolonged period could cause temporary hearing loss."

"What? I can't hear you???"

Yeah, so we were already off to a rough start. For some reason, Funky Junk in the Trunk did not live up to its name. The music was loud, jarring, and honestly, annoying. I looked around to see the crowd emptying out of the dance floor bit by bit as the music got progressively worse. The only people still dancing were either drunk out of their minds or lost in the sauce.

Just as I was about to call it off and leave, I noticed Connor's face twist in a sly smile, like he'd planned something.

"What? What are you smiling about?"

"I, uh, I asked if the DJ takes requests. Heads up."

Just as he finished that sentence, he swiftly pulled me close by the small of my waist and held my hand as he led me to the dance floor, all while Sway by Michael Buble started to play through the speakers, which just so happened to be my favorite song at the moment.

"How did you kn-" I started, but Connor cut me off with a subtle, almost playful smirk.

"You mentioned it once," he said, his voice steady, even as he spun me effortlessly into the middle of the dance floor. "During one of our music discussions. I remember everything you tell me, (Y/n)."

Of course, he did. Excuse me while I explode into a billion pieces.

When he danced, he wasn't stiff or awkward like I’d been expecting- oh no. Connor moved with the kind of precision and fluidity that only he could pull off. Every step was in perfect rhythm with the music, every sway of his hips deliberate and smooth. It was unfair how good he was at this. No, like, he was literally perfect.

"Holy shit, how are you so good at this?"

He looked down at me, a faint teasing glimmer in his eyes. "You seem surprised. Did you think I wouldn't know how to dance?"

"Maybe a little!" I huffed, attempting to match his movements. "Seriously, how?"

"Dancing is just coordination and timing," he said casually, as if this wasn’t completely insane. "And I've studied. A lot."

I tripped slightly, and he caught me instantly, steadying me with a firm hand on my back. "Careful," he murmured, his voice low. "We can't have you falling for me now, can we?"

I gaped at him, my face burning. "Uh, ok, wow, did you just- Connor!"

His smirk grew, a little too self-satisfied. "Was that not an appropriate use of humor? I’ve been practicing."

"Well, let's just, dial it down. Some of us are weak at heart."

As the song continued, Connor twirled me around and pulled me close again, his hand never leaving my waist. I was acutely aware of how little space there was between us now, the warmth of his presence, the way his eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my stomach flip.

“Your face is warm. Elevated blood flow to your cheeks. Are you embarrassed, or is this just part of the human experience?”

"Wha- No, I’m not!" I started to protest, but his grin told me he wasn’t buying it.

"It’s a fascinating physiological response," he continued, leaning in slightly. "The dilation of blood vessels, the increase in temperature... I think it's cute," he said, nonchalantly like he was stating a very obvious fact.

My brain short-circuited. Completely. I couldn’t decide if I wanted to strangle him or melt into the floor. Maybe both? Both, yes, sounds perfect. I decided to just completely ignore that that happened, which he noticed too, obviously, duh.

“Avoidance. Another human trait.”

He dipped me suddenly, holding me there just a moment too long as he looked at me with that maddening smirk. I would have honestly preferred if he just shot me or strangled me with his bare hands.

"I- wh- I, uh," I stuttered, completely forgetting every single word of every language I have ever known. Nice going, (Y/n).

“Is that what you were going to say, or am I distracting you?”

"Connor, Oh my god."

"What?" he asked, incredulously, like he was unaware of what he was doing. That sly dog.

"What's gotten into you tonight, Jesus."

The tension between us was thick, and for a moment, all I could do was stare at him, trying to regain my composure. But Connor wasn't giving me a second to breathe. He pulled me back up, making sure I was steady before guiding me into another slow turn, all while keeping his face just a bit too close to mine.

"I just thought I’d take things to the next level," he said, his voice practically dripping with that trademark teasing tone of his. “After all, if I can master dancing in such a short amount of time, maybe there are other things I can learn about being human. Like…"

"Yeah, like what?"

"Like this."

He looked me in the eyes for a moment, as if to let me know that this was going exactly where I thought it was, and boy did it. He slowly leaned in, the distance between us closing almost imperceptibly as the music swelled all around us. His lips met mine in a delicate collision, but it felt like I had been set on fire.

My breath caught in my throat, and I could feel every nerve in my body awake, alive with heat I had no idea I was capable of feeling. His touch was nothing short of electrifying, and I could feel him pull me closer, his hands firm but gentle on my waist, holding me there like he never intended to let me go.

His lips moved in sync with mine, his hand still at my waist while the other cupped my cheek. The kiss deepened, and I stumbled back at the sudden intensity.

My thoughts scattered, and my body reacted before I even had time to think- my hands resting on his chest, just above his heart (well, heart-adjacent), feeling it race in sync with mine. We pulled apart just enough to break the kiss, but his eyes were still on me, now with something more warm behind them.

"You taste just like I imagined," he whispered, his voice rougher than usual, and there was a hint of amusement in his tone that told me he knew exactly what he was doing to me. This man was driving me up the wall.

My heart was still pounding in my chest, and I couldn't help the grin that tugged at the corners of my lips. "You have some nerve, you know that?" I breathed out, trying to maintain some semblance of composure, but failing miserably.

He chuckled softly, his lips brushing against my ear as he replied, "You know what, (Y/n), I think we're doing okay with dancing. There's something else I'd like to learn now."

"Yeah, and what is that?"

"Relationships."

[callmechito]

SWAY

I DESPERATELY NEED SOMEONE TO WRITE A FANFIC ABOUT ALASTOR HAVING A CRUSH ON READER AND SINGING SWAY BY MICHAEL BUBLE.

The ai cover I just heard… OH.MY.GOD.

Like the possibilities? Oh my god??? Like say he has a crush in her and in trying to woo her, sings ‘Sway’ while they dance together—OOH OR MAYBE AFTER A DATE (before they become an official couple) THEY DANCE IN A LIGHT RAIN SHOWER AND ALASTOR IS SINGING AND PROVIDING THE MUSIC AISMWBCHRLGHAFWVFLG—

I am not talented enough to write this. I don’t even know which plot I want to happen, or if I want an entire different plot. I just know that I want Alastor to be singing Sway, they’re dancing, and Alastor’s mad crushing on Reader

@ Hazbin x reader fanfic writers, if you do this… TAG.ME. IM ON MY KNEES PLEASE TAG ME IF YOU DO THIS—