#choregrapher

[christellekedi]

The Mother of modern and contemporary dance

Last winter/mid spring I disappeared from social media to attend Festival Faits d'Hiver, Festival Everybody, and recently Séquences Dance Paris...

Dancing alongside fashion photography and books are art forms I have been cherishing since childhood. I left gymanstics for modern jazz in my teens...When people ask about my thin arms and long neck, they are the living testimonies of thousand of hours spent in dancing studios... This month was special as May is the celebration of so many of my (s)heroes...

Martha Grahm is one of them. The lady who attracted me to investigate the NYC dancing scene in 2001-2003 during my "American time" ...

Born on 11th May 1884, she attended a classical dance performance for the very first time at age 22. Later on, fascinated by the beauty of dance as an art/expression of human grace and flexibility, she started classical dance training .

Nobody would believe her when she decided to make a living out of it. No one had witnessed before her a "mature" learner becoming the most awarded dancer of the 20th century creating the first school of modern dance, being also a choregrapher and performer til age 79!

Shame on these numerous anonymous who could not see her talent until late in her career...There are still the vast majority..People without flair!

Now you understand why I keep repeating to people sport/physical activity is crucial to better ageing and strength.

The human body, the human brain and the human will are unlimited for those who are crazy enough to dare living their Dreams!

Remain in Eternal Peace Dear Lady!

[nespounta]

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[cafe-con-navi]

welcome to the brainrot that’s consumed me for the past ???? (frieren idol au)

[alchemistys]

swf always has that one dancer making everyone gay..s1 was aiki now bada

[thecsquirrel]

Screams in Lesbian!

[inesslive]

Happy Friday, Army 💎 ⭐️🌟

[terencelewisinstitute]

Top-trending dance styles like contemporary, jazz, hip-hop, and bollywood are taught live with our master Terence by qualified instructors.

Read more: https://www.terencelewis.com/Blog/top-dance-styles-taught-at-tlpti.php

[biblicallyinaccuratespoons]

Linked Universe Links as People at a Roller Rink

I do roller skating, and last night when I got home this overtook me.

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Warriors: does choregraphed roller dance in the middle to whatever music is playing. when he's not going that, he's doing fancy tricks just out on the rink.

Wind: one of the little kiddos just having a good time, may cut you off if not paying attention.

Time: used to work at a roller rink, is the old man just having a good time, casually pulling fancy moves to get around crowds.

Legend: is that fucker wearing rollerblades/hj

Hyrule: he's flailing at the sides, he's never done this before and he's trying his best.

Sky: the sweet guy who tries to help you if you can't skate. don't be creeped out, he's trying to help. will chat you up while you're sitting out getting water.

Twilight: He's also there to help you, but he's the guy who helps you up when you fall and will ask you if "yer okay?" cheers at the end of the night and is really good at skating backwards.

Wild: Used to or currently does roller derby, goes really fast. watch out for him. if he's feeling lazy he just uses the walls or railing to stop. (aka loud boom from wild hitting the wall)

Four: he requests songs like all hell. I hope you like his music tastes because he's in control. if he can't he just puts on headphones and vibes to his own music.

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Lmao, no shade to Roller Bladers, we love y'all!

[fuckyeahgoodomens]

By any chance do you know what kind of dance Crowley/aziraphale and Maggie/Nina were doing during The Ball?

Hiya! :) The dance piece was choregraphed by Abby Warillow, it is entirely made up by her and she took influence fromregency dancing and ceilidh dancing as a starting point for the piece. :)

[tinydefector]

Hewwo Tiny (*・ω・)ﾉ

May I request a gender-neutral reader with either Blaster or Tracks (any continuity is alright btw) with hcs on how the two would react to the reader playing one of the more sensual maps of the Just Dance franchise or any dance game in general? Like the chair version of Rich Girl from Just Dance 2014, if you're unsure about what I mean by sensual.

Just Dance

Blaster x Reader

Word count: 770

Warning: sensual dancing, grinding while dancing.

Sorry this one wasn't long, but I do hope you like it. I was tempted to make it longer and turn it into a smut piece but I thought I'd hold off on that and just keep this piece sensual dancing.

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Blaster stood in the doorway watching his favourite little human dancing to music on the TV, they moved in time with the small dancer on screen,  a smile is splattered to his face as he watches each move, step and spin to the dance, even enjoying as they sing along to the song.  

A low whistle leaves the mech, optics gleaming with delight. "Well well, looks like someone's cuttin' loose! Always did love the way ya move, Sugar." He shoots them a cheeky smile with a wink. 

They let out a loud yelp turning around to see Blaster standing there with a smile on his face. Embarrassment floods them when they realise that Blaster had been watching them. “What are you doing here!” 

"C'mon now hot stuff, don't blow a gasket! This song was made for dancin', an' I know just how talented you are." Spinning in place, Blaster offered his hand with a beaming smile. " show me ya best moves! I promise I won't step on those cute little toes." He aimed a playful nudge at their feet. 

He extended a servo, palm up, letting them set the pace. "Whaddaya say—care to spin a few more rounds with me?" his tone is teasing but in truth he was delighted to finally catch them letting loose and enjoying themself. 

They avoid his gaze, not knowing what to say to him, it wasn't the worst thing he could have walked in on them doing but it was still rather embarrassing to be caught in a dance like that. "Aww c'mere baby, don't be shy," Blaster rumbled, embracing them gently against his chassis. 

"Your moves got me feelin' all sorts of ways, you know that?" He coos, lowering his face until his optics met eyes. "Ain't no shame in a little fun and you sure know how to have it, can't blame me for wanting to get in on some action." 

Slowly he began to sway, nudging them to follow suit. "C’mon, sweets. Ain't nothin' but you, me, and the rhythm now." His voice dropped to a smooth croon intent on coaxing out a smile from them. 

"Can't believe you were spying on me" they grumble softly but let's Blaster slowly lead them in another dance, music fading into a rather raunchy song which has them trying to hide their face against his chassis.  "Aww, ya know I can't resist that magnetism a' yours!" Blaster chuckled, swaying their bodies sensually to the song's rhythm. 

"Gotta say, this tune's got me feelin' inspired." His voice dropped to a low purr as hands wandered boldly, tracing every curve. "Got me thinkin' 'bout all the...creative moves we could try." He loved laying on the charms hard and even more so when it got his favourite human so riled up. Leaning in close, fans whirring, Blaster nipped their earlobe gently. "I'm all tuned in to your frequency, baby. Let me show ya what this song's really about."

They move together with just dance mat discarded and the game sitting there still on the menu as Blaster sways with them."Lookit this lil number. Guaranteed to rock your world." He grinned, "Let the music move you, sweet thing. I'll handle the rest." Blaster relished.

Had anyone walked in on them they would have seen the rather saucy dance with the two nearly grinding up against each other. But the embarrassment from earlier fades as they begin dancing to the beat. Each step Blaster guide and the mech himself was light on his feet with stunning choregraphe "Mmm, there we go, sweet thing" Blaster purred, guiding their hips in a sinuous roll against his plating.  

Every sway and murmur of approval only wound him tighter. He nuzzled their neck, fans roaring, venting hot bursts of air against their skin. "You're a natural at this, baby," he grinned, sliding hands down to squeeze their assets in time to the beat. "Got me feelin' all hot and bothered now!" He teases. 

"Blaster, don't you get started" they huff while griping his servo as he begins guiding them through another sequence, nearly gasping as Blaster pulls them closer, servos resting on their hips, one would almost think they were lovers with how they were dancing. "Aw, now don't act like you don't love it," Blaster chuckled, nuzzling their cheek affectionately. "Whole world knows I just can't control myself around a cutie like you."

 He guided their steps with care, watching their face for every delight or disquiet. This dance, like any art, "Ain't nothing sweeter than getting you all to myself," Blaster murmured. “your a tease is what you are” 

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[gacougnol]

Charlotte Rudolph (German, 1896 - 1983)

Dancer and choregrapher Margarete Wallmann, 1929

[leelixen]

imagine choregrapher!momo as ur gf and she comes home drained, and you, as her sweet bf/gf, you'd give her massages. Sooner, she softly chuckles and whispers a small "thank you" and relaxes. She would ask you to massage some of her muscles, hands, and shoulders. "get in your pyjamas, and we'll cuddle." you said. Momo whines softly but follows your instructions. After she changed, both of you got into bed, You cuddling Momo. A few minutes pass, and you hear soft snores from your choreographer girlfriend, and you chuckle.

this was not proofread pls

[spinningwebsandtales]

Imagine Steven Grant Decorating The Christmas Tree With Your Daughter

Steven Grant X FemReader

Rating: G

Warnings: None it's all Christmas fluff

Word Count: 718

Requested by @the-marshals-wife

(A/N:) I still owe my friend some requests for all the amazing work she does for me. And while she didn't request this character I know he is one of her faves and I came up with the idea at work. She seemed more than happy with the results from my brain. It also helps that it's the season! So Merry Christmas everyone and enjoy this fluffy goodness! Until next time happy reading! ~Countess

The Christmas season had finally come and it was your favorite time of the year. The house always seemed cozy with the glittering lights and heater going. It made leaving into the nippy mornings even harder than usual. But your favorite part was the giggles of your little girl and the boisterous singing of your husband who thoroughly loved Christmas carols. You were busy decorating the fireplace with garland and stockings while Steven and your daughter took care of the tree. They had just finish shaping the artificial branches that had been smooshed together from it's time in storage and started untangling the lights. You hummed gently to yourself while taking quick glimpses of your two loves. Steven had just finished singing the exhausting carol of 12 Days of Christmas, his daughter clapping and singing while her dad ran out of breath, due to him holding the last note for an absurd amount of time. Steven quickly recovered and went straight into Deck the Halls.

You shook your head, focusing back on your single task. Before too long Steven got tired of not having the music playing and forgetting certain lyrics of the carols his little girl was requesting, so he switched on the radio, tuning it the local station who had begun playing Christmas music before Thanksgiving. You joined in and now there was an impromptu trio filling the house with song. Steven hummed along to Silent Night while he wrapped the tree in sparkling Christmas lights. Around and around he went, it was making you dizzy just watching him. Of course he had to act all dramatic and cause little squeals coming from their side of the living room. Steven was laughing until he got too dizzy from his rocking around the Christmas tree and fell down almost taking the whole tree with him. This time you laughed loudly and swooped in to save your husband.

"Only you would get dizzy putting lights on the tree," you teased while helping him to the couch.

Clamoring up on her father's lap, you patted your daughter's head while Steven kissed her rosy cheek. While Steven recovered you finished up the fireplace mantel and finished up the lights on the tree. By then Steven was ready to get back into the game. Walking hand in hand towards you it was time for ornaments. You remembered the years fondly of your daughter being so small that majority of the ornaments wound up on one side of the tree at the bottom. The radio had become background noise for a little bit while you and Steven walked down memory lane. You remember your first Christmas fondly with your then new husband and then you remembered that first Christmas with your baby girl. Now here she was the spitting image of her father and your fierce attitude.

Steven jolted, cocking his head to the radio he grinned broadly down at his little girl. She started jumping up and down excitedly as her dad ran to the radio and turned up the song playing. You laughed, shaking your head as their favorite Christmas song of all time begun to play.

I Want A Hippopotamus For Christmas flooding the house as both Steven and his mini me sung at the top of their lungs. Their silliness was contagious as you joined them in their singing and even the little dance they choregraphed on the fly. Though a short song all three of you wound up in a breathless pile on the floor. Like Steven before, you were a little dizzy from all the joyous spinning.

"I vote for no spinning next time," you panted.

"I second that vote," Steven agreed.

"Extra spinning," your little girl crowed.

It took a little long for you and Steven to recover as you both were content laying on the soft carpet until the room quit spinning. Steven slipped his hand into yours, giving it a gentle squeeze he shuffled closer to you. Your daughter had taken to spinning more around and around before she went back to placing ornaments on the tree. Steven kissed our cheek before he nuzzled into your hair.

"I love you," he mumbled.

You gave him a quick kiss on his chin, relishing in the scratch of his facial hair, "I love you too."

[crumblinggothicarchitecture]

Broadway.com has been talking about female rage the musical and the possibility of a jukebox musical and I want to die. There's so much wrong with that. Like, broadway is collaborative. Other people would have a say in every aspect of the show. She doesn't have 2 hours of coherent work. I can't see her using her work for anything other than a self serving vanity show all about her life. She would never let anyone else play her on stage. She does not have the talent to sing dance or act live and close up 8 days a week. The only people who would attend are her fans, famously horrible audience members. She can only keep an audience when there's fireworks and backup dancers to draw attention from her lazy mediocre performances.

She wants to be MJ so bad it's embarrassing

Hardcore cringe- ICk

I'm so sorry to her fans who genuinely believe Swift has a coherent enough body of work to write a musical. Literally, I just wrote a post on how incoherent her work really is.

She's just too undereducated for it. I am sorry but people go to school and major in scriptwriting, they major in drama, or major in music. My point being that this stuff is a true craft- it takes years of work to hone a craft.

While people don't always need to study things in a traditional educational setting, they do need to learn from the masters- that's why we have apprentice programs and assistant positions in any art related fields.

There is far too wide a gap between what Swift does on stage- essentially following the drafted choregraph a professional dancer made for her, and writing a real musical for me to believe that she is talented enough to do it.

Not to mention the huge gap between writing pop-songs and literally writing a full-bodied musical. Like there's just no comparison here.

The audacity of her to just believe she has enough natural skills to do anything on Earth with no training drives me nuts.

There are people who dedicate their lives to working on these skills and she just disrespects them by saying, essentially, it's so easy she can do it with no training. Um- no.

[faux-fires]

Writer's meme

Thanks for the tag, @mikkeneko!

How many wips do you have currently?

Technically just two - the merzukka (fully drafted, being written), Something Stranger and More Wonderful, and my @zukkathirst entry going up in a couple of weeks! I have a BUNCH of what the knitting world call UFOs tho ('unfinished objects', aka crafts you're not actively working on). One day I'll tuck in to my pirate story or Zuko's Moving Castle....

Which one are you finding the hardest to finish?

Well I haven't started the Zukkathirst one yet, so probably that! I haven't written porn in a long time and I've always found it (and fight scenes, which are the same thing but clothed) difficult to choregraph.

What does it usually look like when inspiration strikes for you?

I OPEN A NEW NOTEPAD DOC WITH A SILLY NAME.... then i completely map out the plot. I can't write without at least an entire skeleton, although I might swap some ribs around or replace a coccyx with a tail, to really stretch out this tortured metaphor.

Do you curate playlists for each fic or is your process different?

Nope! I maybe have 1 song or 2 that I listen to on repeat (which usually become indelibly linked to the story for me).

For the record, for merzukka, that's Morcheeba's Sounds of Blue. It's a gorgeous dreamy song, give it a listen!

Do you go balls to the wall and write as you go or are you more organized?

See above about skeleton structure! I however have the worst of both worlds: i can't write as i go and i am EXTREMELY disorganised. check out the sheer number of docs relating to one wip:

ONE DAY.......

Anyway tagging @ranilla-bean, @dickpuncher420, @carabas, @un-shit-yourself, @ash-and-starlight and @chiptrillino! (Just assume the last question says 'draw as you go' for artists or smth)

[period-dramallama]

How much worse would "Becoming Elizabeth" be if the two-headed monster known as Fraham had written it?

This ask kept me awake for hours.

The key difference would be that we would go in with zero expectations, so we wouldn't be disappointed, for the most part.

I think Fraham would accidentally make the good decision to not give Tommy S too much screentime. They'd give us Gaston from Beauty and the Beast with a side order of child abuse. That's it. Whereas Becoming Elizabeth spent aaaaaaaages trying to flesh out Tommy S and his insecurities and his terrible judgement and his relationship with his brother.

....and nobody asked for that.

Having said that, Fraham would squander 110% of the benefits of this accidentally wise decision.

What does the show look like? AU below cut. You have been warned.

-Upon the death of Henry VIII, Elizabeth receives a Mysterious Box. The label tells her she must open this box on her 18th birthday. What's inside the box? Watch the show and find out.

-Someone calls Jane 'cute'.

-Jane calls Elizabeth 'a mean girl'. References! Look how contemporary we are!

-Anne Stanhope has a pointless scene of her trying on Katherine's jewels, while topless. Why is she topless? No-one knows.

-For her 16th birthday party, Elizabeth does full Anne Boleyn cosplay. Katherine does the necklace thing but doesn't tell her to change. So.... it's still pretty obviously AB cosplay.

-Elizabeth Hates Sewing and wants to be a Leader so Robert Dudley gives her secret sword-fighting lessons. Shippers are torn between thinking this is cheesy and stupid, and the need to have Content.

-While hunting, Elizabeth accidentally shoots a peasant. Robert helps her bury the body in the woods. It's a Serious Moment for Elizabeth's Journey. So naturally it's never referred to ever again.

-The scene where Katherine discovers the truth about Tommy S and Elizabeth is... more graphic.

-Katherine has a graphic C-section.... and survives. Syke! She dies offscreen of a post-partum infection anyway.

-Mary Seymour dies as an infant... because Tommy S got drunk and dropped her down the stairs.

-John Dudley is a full-on Trump expy. He's racist to Pedro for no other reason than to signal he's No Good Very Bad.

-Alternatively, John Dudley is a Male Feminist who Leans In and Respects Wamen and tells Robert that his girlbossery comes from following his mother's example unlike his father Edmund Dudley who was a Useless Loser Who Got Beheaded. This clumsily foreshadows that John will one day be the Useless Loser Who Gets Beheaded.

-either way, we still don't get Jane Dudley.

-Mary chokes on a communion wafer and is saved by Pedro, because he's a Civilised Spaniard who knows something the Backward English don't know. (Basically the Heimlich Manoeuvre.)

-John Dudley tells Mary "we've had enough of your popish paraphernalia!" This line is so clunky and difficult to say that it becomes a meme.

-In their confrontation in the woods, Mary and Elizabeth get so angry they start to duel. It's surprisingly well-choregraphed. "Romola Fencing Champion" trends on Twitter. (Alicia is also pretty good).

-The duel descends into the two women rolling around in the mud and fighting. This sparks Discourse. Was it kinky accidentally, or on purpose?

-In their director's commentary of the scene Emma Frost calls the fight "their Anakin and Obi-Wan moment". She says this over a shot of Mary trying to crush Elizabeth's windpipe with her thighs.

-Edward's disease uses up presumably a large chunk of the special effects budget. He bleeds from the nose, eyes, mouth, and ears. Oliver Zetterstrom in an interview says this was his favourite bit to film because of course it was.

-John Dudley is so desperate for Edward to survive that he chooses black magic. Pentagrams, chanting, candles, sacrifices, the works. A black cockerel is sacrificed and John Dudley is sprayed with blood. Some members of the audience are kind of into it.

-Despite England being too backward for the Heimlich manoeuvre, Henry Grey performs mouth to mouth and CPR on Edward.

-No sign of Frances Grey, it goes without saying.

-Edward is dying and Elizabeth has just turned 18. Time to open the Mysterious Box! Inside are two canopic jars and a letter. The letter is from Henry VIII. He tells her that Anthony Denny is tasked with sending her the Mysterious Box. Henry says he has had a prophetic dream revealing that Elizabeth has been Chosen. He apologises for dismissing her because she was a girl and her mother was a Wicked Slut. She must wait for Edward and Mary to die as it has been foretold, then she will be Queen and preside over a Golden Age. After his death, the canopic jars will be filled and given to her as proof of his faith in her.

And what's inside the canopic jars? Why, the heart and stomach of a king! And of a king of England, too!

The End.