meme #004 | slow-dancing ( think outside the boxstep )

[the]

slow dancing ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ a meme → COMMENT WITH YOUR CHARACTER'S NAME, FANDOM, AND PREFERENCE. → PICK A CHARACTER YOU WANT TO TAG AND GO FOR IT. → PLAY NICE; NO WANK, FLAMES, OR GENERAL HUMBUGGERY. ┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈┈ the deal FORMAL OR INFORMAL, WITH MUSIC OR WITHOUT, YOU COULD BE AT A GLAMOUROUS GALA WHILE A SINGER CROONS SOFTLY OR IN THE SILENCE OF YOUR OWN LIVING ROOM. WHEREVER YOU ARE, YOU HAVE THE URGE TO DANCE. DID YOU ASK YOUR PARTNER OR DID THEY ASK YOU? HAVE YOU GOT TWO LEFT FEET OR IS THE VIENNESE WALTZ YOUR JAM? IT COULD BE AWKWARD, IT COULD BE ROMANTIC. EITHER WAY IT'S CUTE AS HELL.

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aw rose it's ok. you can dance with him!

[cuttingspace]

[ The statement brings a smile to his face, and he nods. ]

It's rather easy - I'm sure someone like you will learn with just a little time.

[ With that, he nods toward his shoulder. ] Hand here -- I'll guide you.

but she doesn't waaaaaant to

[restitchtime]

[she does as instructed, albeit a little hesitantly. Rose still isn't the greatest with physical contact, and this is no exception. she masks it with a smirk and some bluster.]

We'll see how long that lasts.

[candyhorns]

[Stepping on your feet. Forever.

He knows he could be a great dancer if he didn't get so nervous about doing it wrong. He's good at fighting, after all, and that's kind of like dancing, right? But he can, like, smell your shampoo from here, and it's really distracting.]

[upstairsbrain]

[Sam's actually here on the pretense of investigating. So, when he sidles up to Ruby, hand slipping into hers and around her waist, he's very preoccupied, and is looking furtively around the room.]

If you see a man with a half-shaved head? That's our guy.

[Sam is The Most Romantic.]

[calibrating]

Nnnn.... yeah, you are.

[Okay, Garrus, now it's time to save yourself before she gut punches you into the other room]

But that also gave me another idea that I think you're going to like.

[Without waiting for any response, he quickly trots over to the light switch, and lowers the lever until the room is not-quite-pitch black.]

[That thing he had in his hand? A little drive that holds way too much classical music]

[He really did his research for this one.]

[Anyway, Garrus is going to stride right on over to Shepard, bow, and hold a hand out]

May I give you a dance lesson?

[It's so perfectly cheesy how can you say no]

D'aww, Tara. Have a different redhead than usual?

[reactivates]

[Partially endeared and partially amused by Tara's strange insistence on keeping her gaze lowered, Claudia tilts her head down and slightly to the side, trying to catch the other girl's eye.] So... are you afraid you'll miss a step? Or are our feet actually that interesting? [She's teasing. She can't help it.]

Snow White ❅ Once Upon a Time

[thefairest]

[arealgem]

[Hey, hey now. Dancing while searching for the dude they're going interrogate in a while is pretty romantic to a demon. It's like the ideal date, you know?

Just kidding.

One of her hands comes up to Sam's shoulder and she sort of hooks her arm around his neck while taking his hand with her other, offering him a cheerful smile before speaking. Ruby's gaze moves to the people to her right as she looks for a man of that description.]

Maybe he's late to the party~

America | Axis Powers Hetalia

[sincerelyourhero]

She does have a thing for redheads~.

[moontothetide]

[Tara gives a slight start and an even softer "eep" when she finally catches Claudia's eye, and then she actually does miss a step, just barely missing Claudia's foot.

It takes another second or so for her to catch up.] W-What? Oh. [And then back down to their feet her gaze goes, albeit this time briefly.]

...y-you do have, um, very nice shoes.

[beardedveteran]

[ Caught between brushing off Barnaby's offer even as he saw right through him and pouting at that comment-- 'just fine', is that it?-- the clincher comes with that gentle push on his hand gripping the plate like a lifeline, drawing from Kotetsu a sound of childlike protest along with some resistance in that hand. He can't help but think he's a little spoiled as a partner, though, if Barnaby would go to those lengths just for a few potentially tedious, awkward moments dozily circling the room with him. Something has to be up. After a moment he frowns, allowing the plate to be taken aside, stepping sideways to face him better. ]

Geez, Bunny, what's so urgent that you gotta- [ But several things hit him at once. The squawk of that horn in the orchestra, the furious clacking footsteps that definitely aren't getting any quieter, the shocking clarity in Barnaby's eyes-- that plea. Barnaby never asks so politely, so plainly, at least not without some biting sarcasm or dismal resigning tone to whatever he's asking Kotetsu not to do during missions. That hint of a question at the end even lays the foundations of guilt if he even thinks about declining this request. It makes him blink, spotting that rapidly intensifying movement some metres behind his partner's back, the gleam of patent leather on pointed toes--

He'll have to be forgiven for the next moment where he breaks Barnaby's gaze completely, pushes his right hand to his partner's hip to guide him smoothly and swiftly around himself as he turns, Barnaby's back to the buffet table briefly, Kotetsu's to the rest of the hall. That half-circle completed, having spun lightly on his heels, he reaches for Barnaby's wrist with his left hand, takes the first natural step barely a beat out of time with the first bars of this next slow song. He's leading, and if Barnaby's going to complain?-- he should have made the first move. For the moment, his eyes are averted, drawn aside-- it's unclear if he's ignoring the sound of the heels somewhere behind himself or listening out for it, but he sighs, voice low; ] Don't have to look at me like that. This better be important.

too bad 8)

[cuttingspace]

All right then.

Back, [ a step forward, ] back, [ another step forward, ] left, [ a slide to the left before his feet touch each other, ] back. [ a final step forward. ]

Have you gotten it so far?

[upstairsbrain]

[It doesn't even really occur to Sam--who is towering over his dance partner, naturally--that he's slow dancing. With a demon. With Ruby. Because in his mind, this is Work, and nothing else really matters.]

Maybe. [Or he might've caught wind that there were hunters around. He narrows his gaze slightly, still on the alert.]

I'm sure this is the place, though...

waaaaaah

[restitchtime]

[her eyes are on Dave's feet, watching the movements and matching them to the tempo of the song playing. maybe it was because she was a Time player, maybe it was natural, but Rose had never had any difficulty keeping the beat. now doesn't seem to be any exception]

Yeah, I've got it. Is that it, or are you going to go nuts on me now?

[reigninginstars]

[Shepard's eyes narrow in annoyance. What was the purpose of this? She has the right mind to just walk out before it gets any worse, but, she pauses when he turns the lights down.]

That I will... like? What are you getting at, Garrus?

[There's a look of confusion on her facial features and her arms uncross when he approaches her. The expression quickly changes to mild shock after he bowed and held his hand out to her.

Was he...

He was.

That sneaky bastard.

There's a pause before she extends her hand to his, the faintest of hints of a smile on her lips. Okay, she'll bite.]

Yes, you may.

[It's not cheesy at all, it's adorable and charming. Shepard will never admit that, though.]

/pats and teaches foxtrot!

[cuttingspace]

[ He simply grins, and turns his body to step forward twice. ]

It's a little longer than this, but not by much.

[ His feet meet together, before moving forward again, back, and then pivot to the side before meeting together again. ]

Can you do that much?

LMAO just. wow at myself.

[arealgem]

[Ah, Sam, you are just...not an expert at these things, are you? Ruby sort of laughs when she catches his expression up there, and with a shake of her head her hand is moving from his shoulder to his chin. The demon uses a gentle grip to make Sam look at her, and she pushes up on her tiptoes to speak in his ear lowly. Anyone looking at them will see a girl sharing a secret with her date, or something to that effect, while she scolds him softly.]

Don't look so uptight, Sam, or he'll spot us from a mile away. I think the demon is less likely to notice us if you're not eyeballing the crowd like a hunter?

;;

[restitchtime]

[there's a small pause before she executes the most, just long enough to make sure she's got it. she looks up at Dave, smirking a little]

I can do a lot more than that.

shoooosh /pap

[cuttingspace]

[ His grin turns into a sly smirk, and he returns to the beginning position. ]

Then perhaps we should show these ladies and gentlemen how to really dance.

:T

[restitchtime]

[she can't help but grin]

Only if you can keep up, Harley.

<3

[upstairsbrain]

[Not in the least. There's a flicker of an irked expression when she moves his face toward hers, but she does have a point. With a curt sigh, he nods, losing the tension in his face, dropping his shoulders.]

He'll notice anyway. They always do.

[But, he's trying to play it cool, anyway. It's true that the damn things always spot hunters, which is annoying, but they've always worked around that before. So.]

' w '

[cuttingspace]

I'll do more than that.

[ And he starts off, as the man starts off in the fox trot -- this time, though, instead of the pace he used as instruction and for a model, he's much faster, even for the normal dance's pace. ]

[restitchtime]

[and Rose tears off after him, eager to meet the challenge that the new dance and blistering pace presents her. she stumbles every now and then, new to the foxtrot as she is, but keeps going and really does quite admirably. she's doesn't say anything just yet, as she's too focused on the dance.]

Renly Baratheon | modern!au asoiaf

[buckery]

(canon available too)

Eames | Inception

[blends]