#floorplays | Explore Tumblr posts and blogs

nine-one-wanton · 10 months ago

Note

I am just catching the whole you were writing yesterday BUT IM SENDING THESE ANYWAY

😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨

And

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

😁🫶

It’s never too late 💜

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹:

While part of him had the mindset of being secure in knowing who he was, and who he wasn’t - which was a luxury that many queer men did not have - Josh had still found plenty of room for insecurity, leading up to the start of the show.

It had seemed like a good idea, or at least an entertaining joke. But now, tossing and turning while trying to sleep, and knowing that tomorrow he’d be getting ready for the cameras, and meeting 25 potential husbands.. It was a little overwhelming, to say the least.

Like, there was no way that meeting and marrying someone like this could work, right?

But, one of the things that scared Josh the most was that he was optimistic. He wasn’t always a ‘glass full’ type of person (except when he was encouraging his friends and coworkers. They needed to hold out hope, and cling to silver linings; but he needed to be realistic, manage his expectations, not get too excited).

Even if he didn’t openly admit it to anyone else, he wanted to find someone. To settle down with someone he could really build something with. Someone to come home to. Someone to start traditions with.

He had always wanted that.

But he had trouble meeting people; clicking with people; trusting people. Time and again, it proved safer, both emotionally and physically, to not put himself out there.

But, screw it. The show took care of that part for him! Let a network team screen and vet these men. Sure, they probably were motivated by wanting to be on tv, and get their 15 minutes of fame. But allegedly, they also wanted the same thing he did - to find a partner.

And people would put their best foot forward in front of a camera, and minimally - he’d be safe. When was the last time he had that guarantee, and for this many dates?

He needed to put the nerves aside, and just enjoy the process.

Even if he didn’t find his ‘forever’, it should be a hell of an experience.

And this 😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨😮‍💨 sample goes below the cut, for reasons! Reasons being, Tommy is drunk and horny 😈

“Eh. I think that’s enough floorplay. Take me to bed, Tommy.”

Tommy smiled, his cheeks still flushed: probably partially from alcohol, but partly - Buck knew - from desire.

They made their way upstairs and into bed.

Tommy used plenty of lube as he spread Buck on the mattress.

“Oh, god, that’s better,” Buck sighed, and arched his back as Tommy smoothly moved inside him. “Fuck, babe,” Buck moaned, now feeling free to move hips gently against Tommy’s fingers, as he whined, “Even if you are able to fuck me how want, I need you to finger me more.. Meaty or plastic, no cock wiggles like your fingertips.”

Buck’s mouth fell open in a silent cry as his orgasm took him by storm, painting his belly and chest in pearly stripes.

Tommy crawled up the bed to collapse next to Buck.

“Even when I can fuck you how I want, it doesn’t mean that I’m gonna lose any tricks or skills that I’ve honed.”

Buck rolled toward Tommy to kiss him.

Tommy murmured against his mouth, “I’m going to fuck you until I come inside you.”

Buck moaned lazily against his lips.

“And then I’m going to fuck you with the strap until I push the cum back out..”

“Nasty,” Buck told him with a grin, and nipped at his lip. “I love it.”

#make me write #wip spoilers #untitled jeddie fic #breathing fic #jo writes fic

4 notes · View notes

sonyadance · 3 months ago

Text

Travels and Dancing and Life 24

One more year. We survived. So far. Most of us.

Well, this introduction lets you know a bit about how I feel. I hate winter. Really, it depresses me. Not the idea of it: snowflakes falling romantically from the sky, hot lattés by the fire, fresh air… that all sounds beautiful, if you forget that you have to work, shovel your car from under feet of snow while you’re freezing your ass of, everybody sick, and the lack of sunshine. Seasonal depression is real. I know half the people are tired of winter, half are indifferent, another half loves it, and the last half (yes, that’s a lot of halves, just making sure I’m not forgetting anybody, so I’m including 200% of the people) is too depressed to answer the question. That’s me. Seriously though. I tried to convince myself for YEARS, the entire first third of my life, while I was living in Canada: oh it can’t be winter, maybe it’s trauma related to my birthday, maybe it’s just that I see less people, maybe… then I left for twelve years and I wasn’t depressed and annoyed with the world every month of February. Now that I’m back in Canada… oh boy. And you’re going to tell me that it’s almost over, but really minus twenty is coming back in a few days, we’ll most likely have a couple more snow storms, then April is ALWAYS rainy, and everybody acts surprise (I have to admit it hurts less to forget every year), May starts ok, and then gets really nice on Patriot’s Day, so mid-May. It’s a fucking long way to go if you ask me. Anyway, all that said, thank god I do something I love, with people I appreciate a lot, and I have a great partner with me (who unfortunately has to suffer to my bad attitude for this month).

Here is me locked into my house by a huge snowstorm. ;-)

This year started with a bang at Floorplay. I had the chance to go see my Florida family first, hang out for a couple hours in the sun by the river and then get to work. It was a fun weekend, with creative ideas (Hurricane tournament was full of golden nuggets that inspired me to create new things in Montreal. Thank you Hugo and Stacy). The event was well ran, the lay out was nice, and I had a lot of fun dancing in the All-Star/Champs strictly and in the Invitational. I always love the concept of AS/Champs, it helps people be seen and creates new matches instead of the same pairing we’re used to seeing. I also started my chief judge training there with Robert Cordoba. I wanted to get into it initially for a small event I’m organizing monthly in Montreal, but also… I feel like my career has taken a turn that I’ve finally accepted in January. I want to build community, I want to dance, I want to be with people, I don’t NEED to be in the forefront anymore. I want to coach, mentor, harness young people’s energy who want to do that for a living or for fun. I like what I’m discovering in the background: it is a whole new side of creativity. Creating an event type and style that never existed before and seeing it come alive with people enjoying it. Yes, that’s really rewarding. My body can be pushed the way I want to, to do what I want to, and dance how I want to, not to try and be “the best” (whatever that means) and dance in a way that is accepted as the highest quality instead of what I really value and want to showcase. It’s liberating. And sad. I decided to go back home the 31st at night so I could enjoy ringing the New Year with my partner. Another bittersweet decision: I missed being with everybody for the big night… a lot. But, it matches the values I’ve decided to embody in this part of my life: relationships, community… in a different way. Building with the people who are there for me on a daily basis and being there for them as much as can be. It doesn’t mean I’ll make the same decision every year, but it seemed right for this turning point (especially that I was supposed to be pregnant, but then wasn’t anymore… anyway, that experience also shifts things around).

I had a wonderful New Year, and was supposed to drive north right after for an energy weekend with my group, but found myself exhausted. I had been working 12-14h days for the last month to catch back for the work I’d miss while having a miscarriage and to set up things in a better way for the future: like developing my website to be able to get payments and registrations online, everything feeding into one calendar, creating receipts, and subscription lists. I had the same work regimen for January (no days off) to achieve a system that will most likely save me ten hours a week for the rest of this part of my career! One step for every registration, instead of six different ones. Pffeeewww! So January was intense, but at least kept me busy enough to not care about the weather outside. Beginning of February was slowing down to decent working hours with teaching, coaching, marketing, performing, but someone rammed into me on the highway. So it’s been a month of trying to fix that and get my insurance to pay (still not done yet) and forcing myself to drive to try and be less stressed and traumatized every time I take the wheel. I have been almost successful so far. But I am hopeful!

If you want to have a peak!

Ottawa invited me to teach private lessons, workshops, and a teacher training. I had such a warm welcome, amazing home-cooked meals, even managed to get some rest through the crazy schedule of the weekend. I am really thankful and hope I get to go back soon!

My partner and I had bought a wine course for the month. I had been wanting to do one for forever, but them always being on weekends or evenings, I could never register. It was awesome! Really interesting understanding the difference between taste and aroma (what I thought was sweet is mostly red fruits, but red fruits are part of a family of aroma, but not necessarily sweet, generally not actually), learning about types of vines, how they grow, how you can recognize them by taste, how you can identify a younger or older white or red, what is the vinification process for the different type of wines. I’d like to do another one to go deeper into vines and also one about scotch. I love scotch!!! Valentine’s Day was smooth and brought some tenderness to my cold frozen winter heart, along with some fun for my birthday. I found this awesome jazz singer and band and went there with my closest friends, saw my family and found a way to have everybody present, and a student of mine had free tickets for Revolution which is a really high level dance Quebecer TV show. It was all awesome and soothing to my soul.

Amazing Jazz band!

I also started a monthly dance in Montreal where we have Jack and Jill so people can practice or try, if they’ve never competed before. I also have a new judge every time so people can experience what it’s like. I have people try and be MC for the day, so they can see if it’s something they like and would enjoy more of. The DJs are trained for socials, but not necessarily for competitions so it lets them dip their fingers into preparing a competition set. I also have people try dance photography and videography for the first time; it lets them see if they have the right set up and equipment for movement and low lighting. Finally, if people want to shadow chief judge or understand scoring, they can work alongside me. In short, it’s a big training ground for the community, and so far, a big hit! Feel free to contact me, if you want mentoring to develop an evening like this for your community.

The first weekend of March, I took a road trip to Burlington: I hadn’t been to that community in YEARS! We use to go there when I started dancing and they were bigger than Montreal. So we’d drive down for the evening, dance with everybody and drive back up. I definitely didn’t stay long enough to enjoy the beauty of the place, the calmness, the people, but I had to go back to Montreal to teach at my Westie Café dance. I finally managed to stop by a retreat center south of Montreal on my way there: I had been wanting to go for months, but never seemed to find the time. I stayed for one night and tried snowshoeing for the first time. I’m trying to be more outdoorsy, but really, I’m scared shit. So already going in the woods by myself was a lot. I tried to go with my winter boots and ended up buried in snow to my waist after two steps. Turned around, finally understanding the purpose of snowshoes, picked whichever ones I saw (found out later that they were for a 200lbs person), and left. My heart was pounding so fast, it looked like I was a prey running away from its predator. I tried to stop and enjoy the silence, but couldn’t do it more than two minutes at a time after which I started wondering if I was on the right path. Found out why you’d need sticks also: let’s say I had a good workout in hills! I did survive and came back to sit in front of a fire with a great book before enjoying a plunge in the pool and a sauna. I went to bed at eight pm and woke up at eight am. It was absolutely delicious.

I had one more weekend at home to clean, redecorate, fix some things in the house, see my friends and family, and do a teacher training for a huge association of dancers in Québec. It was awesome!

Then I left for Québec City. What a beautiful place, filled with beautiful people! I had a full day of teaching Friday and enjoyed a glass of wine with a friend I hadn’t connected with in forever. Saturday was open enough for me to visit a friend in her new apartment (she bought it in 2021) for the first time and enjoy a meditation session with her and other friends. I then went to dinner with two awesome people before teaching a workshop and dancing until they closed. Sunday morning was easy with a good chocolate croissant, a coffee, some classes, and a smooth drive home.

4 generations in one picture!

All and all, it was a pretty tame winter contract related. I had initially made a five months whole in my contracts to go through fertility treatments, ended up pregnant, and ended up having a miscarriage and reaching out to fill the void. Literally. I would say considering everything, it was a good winter: great business in Montreal, found a few contracts that I really enjoyed doing, started a new dance in Montreal, saw my family and my friends, survived the winter, and even got to do a few courses on production, backstage elements, and lighting conception for shows! And now, the sun is out, hope is back, and I have a great schedule coming up.

Well, this was a short one compare to my usual, but we’ll go with it!

Kisses!

#dance teacher #dance #dancer #modernswing #travelsanddancing #westcoastswing #wcs

0 notes