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#i think he’s a great dancer
simelune · 2 months
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soooo mali had a bit of a day at school... she stayed after to attend the exam prep (this girl takes her grades seriously 💪), and then rocky's best friend, river, asked her to prom ;u; heheh
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kurokmask · 8 days
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this has been rotting on my laptop for 2 years oopssss!!!
yes i have a very in depth very detailed very depressing bbs ballet au. heres the headcanon doc if u wanna peruse it (IM NOT A BALLET EXPERT FYI)
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the-magpie-archives · 2 years
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There's something so grotesquely thrilling about the unknowing being a dance. As an art form dance is uncomfortable, painful, and even causes lasting damage to the dancer; but above all it is something that MUST be beautiful.
"I just want you to join me for a dance!"
Such an innocent statement, even if you know that it isn't.
To think of a partner dance: Perhaps a waltz where your partner is much taller than you, their position forcing your arms out of their sockets as you struggle to keep your form.
A solo dance? Ballet without training, elegant poses that stretch your tendons til they snap; pointe work without shoes, the weight of your body crushing the bones in your feet.
Or musical theatre! Your body moves at a pace you can't control as your throat grows hoarse from singing louder than you ever should. A smile (or perhaps a grimace) plastered painfully on your face.
What about contemporary? Your soft unprepared body meeting the harsh ground from a leap that ended too soon; something tears inside you as you draw yourself up gracefully in a way you wouldn't think possible.
The pure raw confusion of your body doing something you never allowed it to know how to do. What is this body? What is this movement? What shape am I being twisted into?
"so effortless!" an onlooker exclaims, as another bone snaps.
You'd scream, but the punishment for not smiling is worse than this pain.
The harsh gaze of dead, automaton eyes watches you from the wings, judging and critiquing. It's not good enough, your performance wasn't perfect; but if you're lucky you won't live long enough to hear the feedback. You wouldn't understand it anyways.
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e-adlirez · 4 months
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Just looked on the older books for refs of Thea and
Boi Curse of the Cheese Pyramid is insane
It literally starts with G heading to work on time at 9, but William comes in like "BOI YOU'RE SPENDING TOO MUCH MONEY ON THE GAZETTE YOU HAVE TO CUT DOWN THE BUDGET" (Imagine this screamed directly into Geronimo's ear)
Obviously William's definition of "cut down the budget" is this
TW: Spoilers for Curse of the Cheese Pyramid, William behavior, do not click on if you don't want a spike in blood pressure
If you choose to turn away now, the following fume was just an intermission for finding this picture lmao
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He pawned over everything (and I mean EVERYTHING) in Geronimo's office, from his desk to his armchair to his carpet to his book collection to his art collection, and replaced it all with a single plastic chair and desk ("All you need in an office is a desk and chair!")
He fired ALL THE STAFF and decided that only family members will be working for the paper (because family members don't need to be paid as much probably (if at all) when working for a family business-- they all share their finances with each other, anyway maybe (it's not clear what their salaries are gonna be (wanna bet G is paid minimum wage while Thea is paid 50% of the Gazette's monthly expenses after this clean sweep))). The only person spared from the firing spree was Shif T. Paws, the Gazette's sales manager, who apparently offered to work there for free.
He delegates all the work of the Gazette to four people-- G does all the office work (taking calls, building maintenance, writing, editing, printing, clientele stuff), Thea does all the interviews and field work stuff, Trap does all the cooking, and Benjamin is "William's personal assistant". Lord knows what that last position means for little Benji. (Okay reading ahead Benjamin seems fine, but he does say that William is "a bit pushy".)
He sends G out on a work holiday thing and he overworks the crap out of everyone, to the point where even Thea is sick of William's senile old-fashioned ass, and it seems that the Gazette was also going downhill because of this mouse furry ripoff Daniel Dancer. (To give a preview of what he did in the working perspective, he basically had Trap work seven days a week)
He was planning to have staff give use old newspaper instead of toilet paper (T&B expenses), make a 30-second time mechanism for the restrooms (to maximize manpower efficiency and possible humiliation for anyone going number 2), and was considering cutting all electricity to the building and just have staff work on typewriters "just like the old days".
This man's senile ass--
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unknownarmageddon · 3 months
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Imagine Cross horribly playing Just Dance, meanwhile Killer slays it like he was born for this.
REAL so real actually
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ohshy · 11 months
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Soda Popinski and Disco Kid would be bffs i think
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hraishin · 1 year
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Gai is probably the best dancer in all of Konoha you can't convince me otherwise
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the-ocean-is-scary · 8 months
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That moment where you just lose all respect for a person just like that
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desolatelucid · 1 year
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Hc: When Sean was in college, the nights that he wasn't studying as hard as he possibly can, he was out dancing, it helped calm him down just to be confident and be good at something and get recognized for it. He started dancing after his father died, dancing made him feel free.
He felt like a different person when he was dancing, and in a way that was one of the reasons why he loved it so much.
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Sean as a swing dancer, anybody? (This is alive Sean btw if anyone is confused)
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softquietsteadylove · 2 years
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Hello hello, could you please write something with ballet dancer/Thena and boxer/Gil pretty please?.
Gil had caught glimpses of her once or twice: the Swan, he called her (in the privacy of his own thoughts). She was long and lithe, elegant and graceful, pale and a little dangerous looking.
She taught the dance class in the studio space across the hall from him. He knew she taught because he'd seen her at the head of the room, keeping a deadly eye on them as they did their jumps and turns and shit that made his ankles hurt just by watching.
He'd caught her eyes once, and immediately ran straight into his own door in his distraction. He made an effort not to run into her for a while after that.
But she still taught across from him, seemingly everyday. Every day that he was there teaching his boxing classes, that was to say. The building was closed sundays anyway.
"See ya, Gil!"
"Night, guys!" he waved as the last of his pupils headed out. He groaned, untaping his knuckles and stretching out his back. He loved his job--he loved teaching, and he loved being his own boss especially. But he could still be glad it was saturday night.
He locked up, trying to build up some nerve. It was silly, really. He didn't even know the woman. But still, he felt nervous - in a giddy kind of way - whenever he thought of potentially seeing her again. Even if it was just through the glass walls of her studio.
She was still in there, despite everyone else being gone for the night. She actually seemed to be practising by herself. She was good, too--all smooth motions, long, thin arms and fingers waving through the air like feathers on wings.
"Shit!" Gil swore, seeing her suddenly drop out of view. He panicked, dropping his bag from his shoulder and pushing her door open. "Are you okay?!"
She was just fine. It was a move--or something. She turned to look at him from her spot on the floor, very strategically folded over herself. She raised an eyebrow at him.
Gil felt himself go red from the neck up. "Uh, s-sorry, I thought--I didn't-"
The Swan untangled herself and walked over to him, her music still playing in the background. Her long skirt swayed with the movement of her hips, like the branches of a willow in the breeze. "Falls are part of the choreography, from time to time."
"Right," Gil muttered, feeling nothing short of mortified. He looked out the door again, running a hand through his hair. "Sorry I interrupted-"
"It was sweet."
They'd spoken at the same moment, their words folding over each other. He blinked at her, suddenly paying more attention to brushing off the skirt over her white leotard. "It...it was?"
She lifted her head and gave him a faint smile, although it was still one hell of a smile when she was so pretty. "I do appreciate your concern."
"Well," Gil stuttered. He didn't want to admit that he'd had some creepy pseudo-crush on her from afar. That would be a great way to make her demand to change studio spaces, for sure.
"You're Gilgamesh?"
He looked at her, jaw open. She knew his name?
She cleared her throat. "The sign."
What?
"For your space?" she smiled again, clearly trying to suppress it in some way. It was probably something dancers had to do when they were being serious or whatever. But there was no way to hide that amazing a smile--no way. "It says 'Gilgamesh's boxing' on it?"
The studio plate. Of course. Gil twitched; why had he not looked at her studio plate?
"Mine just says Eternal Ballet Troupe 729," she was kind enough to tell him. "I head the classes for new recruits, though. I'm Thena."
"Wow." Why did he say that out loud? He knew he was still blushing, but that name on this woman... "I never get to see much, since our classes are always around the same time. But what I have seen--you're really good!"
The Swan tipped her head with an indulgent smile. She smoothed out her skirt again. "Thank you."
He couldn't be sure if it was the harsh studio lighting or if she was blushing a little. He wanted to know. He wanted to talk to her more. "Just Gil is fine, though. I teach classes monday-wednesday-friday, and of course tonight."
"My schedule is the same," she answered much more primly, but still smiling. "I've been curious about what a class of yours is like. I've spoken with Makkari before and she says you're a wonderful teacher."
"Ah," Gil laughed through his embarrassment, rubbing his sweaty palms together. "She's a great student. I guess I don't know enough about dancing--or ballet, really."
Thena accepted it in stride. "It is a rather specialised field. It takes a lifetime of dedication to get anywhere in it."
"I can only imagine," Gil nodded. He raised an eyebrow, "do you just teach the classes or do you do shows and stuff?"
"Sometimes I'll be called upon for a solo in an a show," she nodded. "I am a seasoned company member. Although..."
Gil raised his brows.
Thena's smile became almost mischievous, "I don't excel at partner work."
Something about the way she said it was almost flirtatious; Gil's hair stood on end. "That's, uh, pretty important, huh?"
"Hm," she nodded. "Much of ballet involves lifting, and I...am not always the most receptive to it."
Gil snorted in the middle of laughing. He was almost embarrassed by it, but Thena seemed charmed by the laughter. Maybe it was hard to have a good laugh when everyone around you was so serious. "I've never been lifted - I doubt it's possible - but it's probably not that fun."
"I suppose not." She laughed. It was just a little one, but it filled the room more than the tinny bluetooth speaker did.
He loved it. "Well, I guess if you, uh, need a lift-"
Thena's eyes caught the light, sparkling at him, "are you offering to dance with me?"
"No, I meant if you need a drive."
Thena let out full, complete, unhindered laugh. Her smile burst, exposing pearly teeth. Her head lulled back, and a stray wisp of hair escaped her tight bun.
He was in love with her. Goddammit.
She calmed eventually, touching the pads of her fingers to the corners of her eyes to mind her makeup. "Are all boxers funny?"
"Are all ballerinas cute?"
Well, no going back now. Thena's smile shifted to something almost shy again, her hand raising to tuck back hair that was still pulled back already. "So...a lift?"
Gil's chest swelled, "dancing or driving?"
Thena drifted back into the studio just a step, her hands clasped behind her, "which do you have time for?"
He had all the time in the world for her. He walked in after her, completely forgetting his gym bag out in the hall, and his eagerness to get off his feet. "You're the one offering to teach me how to dance, how much time do you got?"
Thena reached out, positioning him herself. He caught a glimpse of one more smile, "all the time in the world."
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krakaslaug · 1 year
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I'm so confused... why do people like lotl and think we're getting any points with this band? The lyrics don't make any sense or have any meaning, they sing with a terrible german accent (just sing german at that point) and they don't really commit to the metal genre. The only thing they got going for them is their vibe/look. I mean, please enlighten me, maybe I got it wrong since so many germans seem to like them lol
I should probably preface this by saying that they've been a long time favourite band of mine so I'm super biased and can only give you my subjective opinion so yeahhh...
I genuinely think they make great music and I think none of your arguments actually are arguments. For one, I don't think the accent is that bad. It's way worse when they're just talking instead of singing lol, and it doesn't impact the overall quality of the music at all. There's worse things than having an accent. Personally I find Chris Harms' voice very soothing actually, at times operatic and strong when he does scream vocals. I think they're all good with their instruments too.
Them not committing to the metal genre is also not a real critique imo? They're very self-aware of where they stand in the scene, there's plenty of instances where they make jokes about it themselves (even in the esc bewerbungsgespräch video itself) and they've said themselves that they just want to do what they want, that they want to be their most authentic and that had them happen to fall somewhere into glam metal. Idk if you just mean Blood and Glitter in particular but there's a lot of variety in their songs from way heavier stuff to songs like See You Soon. Blood and Glitter, I would say, is a lot more "mainstream" even, so it just rides that line.
The song itself is about life btw. Chris Harms said himself that the Blood part is nothing negative. It's about life that flows through you. The glitter, the beauty of life and experiences. The up and down of life.
And yeah. Of course their looks play a part in it.
I guess overall - and I mean no disrespect to any of the other contestants. I found positive things about all of them (except maybe Ikke Hüftgold...) - but we had the choice between not one but two Sad Boy Ballads and other songs that were pretty generic within their own genres. And with LotL Germany would send something interesting again. Something that is not pop, that's a little heavier, flashier and sticks out with both visuals and sound. Especially after the whole thing around Electric Callboy last year where the critique was that the other six songs were all the same with little to no variety at all. So even if LotL hadn't won this, I think, personally, that this year was a huge improvement to last year. But as a fan I'm incredibly happy!
I'll stop here because I feel like I'm justifying myself when I don't have to, and I happened to see that I'm not the only one who got this exact ask, so yeeeeah. I'm love them sorry not sorry. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to ramble for a bit hehe
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u know i’m not sure if it’s because i read the series pretty young but i never got into percabeth even though i like their characters and enjoyed the narrative of them growing up and getting together !🫣 i think it works for the story but i don’t have any strong feelings abt it
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#the shark is 2 soften the blow. in fact the shark is saying this not me he is speaking thru me. i am merely a vessel#i do not have a single pjo ship. the characters get together and i go ah. that makes sense <3#actually wait sometimes i say no <3 hashtag free leo from rr and hazel too#also. i will die on the hill that jason/leo works better than their canon ships#apparently i do have opinions 😳#i do think percabeth is super cute but i think reading it back when romance in books kind of annoyed me made me not get the hype#like if i had the patience to reread the first series now i would probably be a lot more into it#i think i was more invested in the trio than in their individual relationships with each other#grover percy and annabeth was soooo cuuuute i miss them#also seeing people hate rachel for being a girl with a crush made me super annoyed! she’s just existing omg 😭#i kinda made me :/ at the percabeth shippers for a bit#annabeth was so rude in that situation and she was supposed to be! she’s growing up and trying 2 be her best self but she has flaws too#she has a lot of flaws and that makes her interesting but not Correct#tbh percabeth was the only option story wise but i don’t think rachel/percy is an extremely offensive concept#i do recognize that the way her character was treated is a product of That Time when it was cooler to hate girls 🥲#i hope she’ll get a lot more love in the new show and people will acknowledge her as more than a home wrecker or whatever#🎵​that one sabrina carpenter song i watched in target🎵#(all because i liked a boy or smth?)#yo that song looks so funny because her background dancers are almost all woc#which is good great excellent But idk it looks hilarious when these girls are kicking and bullying the cute white blonde girl 😭😭#obviously i feel for her but the visual of it is unintentionally hilarious#if you read my tags you may be entitled to financial compensation#i talked enough on tumblr for today byeee
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ursie · 2 years
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One thing I think about with comics is where is everyone’s families in like both a broad and specific sense like? grandparents? All these orphans with no other family and it’s like?? Their parents were 40 does no one make it to 60? No aunts? No uncles? Cousins? All this talk about the Flying Grayson legacy but no talking about the other Flying Graysons? (Yes I know he used to have an extended family I miss them), what was Mary’s maiden name? What did her parents do? Does Dick not remember his grandparents? Did he never meet them? Did a mother have to bury her daughter and was unable to console her son? What I’m saying is if I wrote comics instead of an evil long lost sister plot line (who might not actually be his sister I’m not reading Taylor’s run rn) I would 100% talk about and introduce Mary’s family and their history and impact. After all Dicks proud of his legacy. Both parts of it.
*ok to reblog and discuss just be normal
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hanarchy · 1 year
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both my blessing and my curse is that i haven’t felt the need to prove myself or anything to anyone in about a decade.
like one of my friends is vegan and became a great chef bc she felt the need to prove to everyone that veganism is a good way to eat and live…
my sister became good at math bc she wanted to prove to her 7th grade teacher that she could… she works in a job that requires a lot of financial analysis now and it pays very well…
i think you can see what i’m getting at, if i did more shit out of spite i would be way better at things
it IS also a blessing bc i very very genuinely do not care when people disapprove of me or my skills
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plymath-a · 1 year
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it would make sense to assume haitham dislikes symbolic and metaphorical forms of art because it isn't right to the point, but it's actually the exact opposite. the meaning of art isn't always supposed to be obvious, and in that case, he can only applaud it and the artist for doing exactly what an artist does best. not to mention that leaving things vague means he can think about different meanings and outcomes much more than he could with something straight forward.
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cinghialefedele · 1 year
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"Volaré, oh-oh! Cantaré, oh-oh oooh~! Nel blu dipinto di blu! Felice di stare lassù~!" He's singing, and dancing a little, through the halls.
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