#x dancer reader

[birdieegirl]

Dance AU masterlist

oneshots

multiple parts

headcannons

summary: after not being able to find good fanfics where the reader is a dancer I have decided to make my own series of Dance AU for some of my favorite fandoms!

Request are open!!

[no-lessthan3]

hot take to some maybe but I'm sick of "x dancer reader" stuff being just lap dancers and strippers and clubs and stuff like, maybe I wanna read a fic where they are just amazed by reader's skill and stuff during practice or something like please I'll take any wholesome dancer reader content atp

[bumblesimagines]

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So short 😖

The dancers buzzed with curiosity and excitement. They heard from your friend, Laila, that your infamous boyfriend was gonna surprise visit you during rehearsals. They had never met him but from the phone calls and texts, he seemed like a real catch. They all wondered how what he did. You kept your relationship private. You weren't ashamed, you just wanted a peaceful romantic relationship. Some of the girls thought he was a businessmen, others thought he was some type of rapper or singer. Some of the boys thought he played a sport. Their questions and thoughts were quickly answered when someone entered the studio. Intimidating but certainly handsome.

"Is (Y/N) here?" He asked. Laila quickly approached him, looking giddy. She quickly whisked him away to the room you were rehearsing in. The group caught a good look at his jacket and the Ghoulie symbol.

"A gangster?"

"Must be a poser."

"He could taint (Y/N)'s image! What if he's an addict?"

"What about the gang activity? What if (N/N) gets caught up in it?" The group followed and entered the room. You were talking with another dancer, focused and serious. You looked over, spotting your boyfriend. A big smile spread across you face as you rushed over, hopping into his arms and kissing him. The group softened but were still on guard. You seemed happy. Once he put you down, you grinned.

"Guys, this is Malachai, my boyfriend." You introduced him. Malachai nodded to them.

"You gonna watch me practice?"

"Obviously." Malachai cooed, nuzzling into your neck. You chuckled, pulling back. You went to the center of the room with other dancers. Malachai sat down on the couch nearby, eyes locked on you and only you. The group took note of how he grinned everytime you chuckled and spoke. He would clap and cheer you on despite it being only practice. The group loosened up and began to warm up to him. They asked questions and got love filled answers. The fact that you two seemed completely in love was enough for them.