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#yes i got up and danced to this
astranauticus · 8 months
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𝘚𝘤𝘢𝘳-𝘤𝘳𝘰𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴
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ramayantika · 2 months
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Okay but the life of the legendary Shovana Narayan altered my brain chemistry, a superb academic record hold, a maestro in kathak and then also a civil services officer with a long distance marriage and motherhood
If she could do this in the 50s and 60s, wtf is stopping me from doing so, when I have never wanted just one thing to define me
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carnivalcarrion · 9 months
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i keep scribbling Laughingstock as soft and wholesome, when in my brain they're chaotic and wholesome. Howdy's got that high energy and Barns is always down to clown yk yk
#like for example i have this very vivid Scene in my mind#where the neighborhood is having a little garden party and nice music is playing#franklydear is slow dancing. everyone is dancing either sweetly or just Normally#and then in the background you have laughingstock stumbling around laughing their asses off#because they're trying to attempt Swing but howdy has too many legs and its just a complete disaster#Completely ruining the vibe though no one minds. except frank probably#theyre just. theyre so Goofy#they have a thousand inside jokes and are always up to Something#they start to approach activities normally and then they stop and go 'hey wait. wouldn't it be funny if...'#the answer is always Yes. it Would be funny. and it Will Be.#they are each others' biggest fans and enablers in my mind#laughingstock#absolutely unprompted#and i just Know barnaby would be always pushing howdy's business#he overhears someone mention possibly needing something and he sidles over like 'heyyyy howdys got a great sale goin rn 👀'#barnaby: i know my jokes are outta this world but ya know what else is? BEANS FROM HOWDYS GO BUY EM#if they were in modern day and had phones / social media#i just know the only things barnaby posts are: bts of sally's plays. wally. terrible memes. and promo for howdy's place#so much promo...#and on the flip side howdy gasses up barnaby's jokes/etc like no one else#if there a thousand people laughing at his humor one of em is howdy. if theres only one person laughing then that person is howdy#barnaby's going to do a stand up show and howdy is making so many signs to make sure No One Forgets Or Misses It#somebody walks into the bodega after barnaby just finished a joke and howdy is like OH OH TELL IT AGAIN THEY DIDNT HEAR IT#ouaghhhhh they make me <3<3<3<3<3<3<3
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jicklet · 2 years
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Persona 5: Dancing in Starlight ✨ ↳Favorite fever time dances (Part 1)
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grimalkinmessor · 3 months
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Separated At Birth AU Anon got me thinkin' thoughts....
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Like melancholic yet spiteful "exotic dancer" Yoichi and his newest client, who seems to have recognized him on sight despite Yoichi having never met him before....
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brewed-addiction · 1 year
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hello predator community! dont mind if i drop these guys 💀
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ion know how to draw yautja tbh 😭 this is like-- the best i could do gjdufgig
but these guys are my ocs! they're from a clan that focuses on dancing and entertainment!
the bells they have on them represents the dance styles they're capable of which are;
Ce'yta - hip hop, salsa, cha-cha-cha and b-boying (breakdance basically!)
To'stu - capoeira, quadrille and ballet (he's got two bells for capoeira!)
Tha'dta - tari topeng and quickstep
but ack thats it-- ion know what else to talk about 💀💀
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coockie8 · 4 months
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I think something that's at least contributing to my Agoraphobia is the knowledge that, as a Steampunk, if I leave my house, there's like an 80-90% chance I'm gonna get filmed by some teenager with a tiktok account without my consent, because I dress like this and it's "out of the norm":
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I'm not ashamed or embarrassed by my style at all; this is not a costume, it's just how I like to dress, I'd just really rather not be in some stranger's tiktok. I don't post myself on tiktok, so no one else should get to either.
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spn-lesbian · 10 months
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tlsp music videos are just a whole different kind of universe
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suashii · 4 months
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mantaro lore ahead :3 cw kids ! !
suna is the first of his teammates to have a kid so by default, our daughter become’s the team’s first born niece. and those men are wrapped around her tiny little finger. they’re buying her gifts with no occasion to call for them, fighting over who gets to hold her next and it gets to the point that they’re disappointed to see me and/or suna without their princess
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artekai · 5 months
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SHE'S HERE SHE'S HERE SHE'S HEREEEEEEEEE
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calumsash · 2 years
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Can I handle the seasons of my life?
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convxction · 2 months
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realizing i haven't send dance ask from krumb. what am i evening doing?
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hella1975 · 1 year
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my sister is currently doing her nightly *douse myself in water for 5 mins despite it leaving PUDDLES EVERYWHERE BTW and then spend 20 mins applying imported skincare i spent all my money on* in SILENCE sans any form of music meanwhile she walked in on me having a party of one (1) at myself in the bathroom mirror to set it off of all things. it's a bit funny that we are related by blood
#she just looked at me with my hands still doing some dumb dance gesture and went 'what.... are you doing' SO UNIMPRESSED LIKE#mortifying but i had fun. was literally just jamming for a good 20 mins like acting out every song in the mirror#not even taking my make up off or anything like that no just pure vibing. and i think im in the right here#and then she spends a MINIMUM half hour EVERY NIGHT on skincare which is fine i WISH i had that dedication#but she does it IN SILENCE I DONT UNDERSTAND HOW WE'RE RELATED#my sister: even though im writing my thesis atm for my masters in chemistry im still excited for my dentistry degree i just got accepted on#me earlier today to my mum: LETS SEE IF I CAN FAIL MACROECONOMICS THREE YEARS RUNNING <3333#it's a bit funny it's a BIT funny#we are just such different people in EVERY facet of our lives even the tiny things idk IT'S A BIT FUNNY#can u see how i got the shit kicked out of me from watching fleabag. can you see it#we did however sit on the sofa together just now and i was lying on it first#but she wanted to show me a dress so she came over and i didnt want to get up so i lifted my legs as a joke#expecting her to be like 'sod off and make room' but she literally just scooted under and had my legs on her lap and her arms on my legs#and yes it's v casual v mundane but we've never really... had that? like we are NOT physically affectionate at all#we're not affectionate FULL STOP let alone physically#idk it was nice. i was hyperaware of literally every single part of me bc it's still so new but. it was nice#i used to get really hung up on our differences but now i do genuinely find it funny more often than not#('used to' i mean last year. literally a few months ago. we move)#hella goes home
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freddieslater · 1 year
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Rowing the Rarepair Rowboat: Bonnie Bennett x Lexi Branson (The Vampire Diaries)
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There's a quiet thunk from the other side of the room. Bonnie startles and spins around in her chair, only to sigh in relief when she realizes it's not a traveller or any other enemy coming to bother her. Just a ghost.
Lexi appears just as startled. She stares down at the book now on the floor by Bonnie's bed, then lifts her wide eyes to meet Bonnie's frown.
'It's getting worse,' Lexi says with a note of urgency. She steps closer as Bonnie turns back around with another sigh. 'I can touch things now, Bonnie. Move things. How much worse is this going to get?'
She doesn't want to answer that. Her mind gets stuck on part of what she said. That she can touch things now. It takes all of her self-restraint to bite her tongue and not ask the thing she wants to ask.
'I know,' she says in response to the first part. 'I'm trying to fix it.'
There's silence. It's deafening. Suffocating. It smothers Bonnie, getting into her lungs and her head, and she feels like she's about to explode with the hopeless statement full of false promises and lies.
When she glances back at Lexi to see if she's gone, she finds her hesitating with an outstretched hand. Bonnie's breath catches but she nods shakily for her to try.
The fear of it not working radiates off of both of them, filling the air with a pulsing beat. Bonnie wants to grab her hand herself.
Closing her eyes, Lexi exhales with a breathless smile as Bonnie deflates with further relief. She swallows, then places her hand on top of Lexi's and carefully takes it between both of her own.
Lexi looks down at her with wide eyes once more. 'I've wanted to be able to touch someone... to feel another person for... so long.'
Bonnie holds her tighter. Assuring her with a steady nod.
The longer that they both stare, the more their smiles slip. The realization sinks in and it's harder to find the sliver of joy in the collision between their planes.
'That's not... good, is it?' Lexi says quietly.
Bonnie smiles sadly at her. 'No. I don't think it is.' Then she takes a deep breath. 'But for now, it's okay to be happy about it. I would too if I hadn't had any physical contact for as long as you have.'
Bonnie smiles sadly at her. 'No. I don't think it is.' Then she takes a deep breath. 'But for now, it's okay to be happy about it. I would too if I hadn't had any physical contact for as long as you have.'
Lexi nods jerkily. She sits on the empty space on Bonnie's desk, keeping hold of one of her hands. Bonnie doesn't mind, just goes back to what she was doing, which happened to be trying to find any way to stop the collapse of the Other Side.
They stay like that for a while. Neither of them speaks. When Bonnie glances up at Lexi, she finds her with her head resting again the wall but her eyes open, watching her in silence. They share a small smile, then Bonnie lowers her gaze again, gently rubbing the back of Lexi's hand with her other, reminding her that it's real.
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There is nothing. They are all alone.
It's an overwhelmingly lonely thought and it makes Bonnie's breath catch and her eyes sting. She buries her face in her hands with a deep noise like a whimper, then buries them in her knees as she pulls them close to her body.
For the first time since they got to this... prison. This Other World. She feels hopeless. She had staved off the feeling for as long as possible with unshakeable optimism, clinging desperately to hope and all of the ways in which the universe has turned around for her before.
Not right now. It's maybe three in the morning and she's tired. Exhausted, actually. Of being hopeful. Of repeating this stupid day over and over again. Of only seeing two other people. Of being here.
She wants to just cry it all out until she falls asleep, and then maybe, maybe, she'll wake up and she'll be home. Back in her own world by some miraculous intervention.
There's a soft knock on the door. Bonnie doesn't respond, expecting them to go away. Instead, she hears the click of it opening, followed by a gentle sigh. The old Salvatore House floorboards creak lightly.
It's definitely not Damon. If it were, he would've said something snarky by now. He would've probably flung the door open and waltzed in.
Lexi sits beside her on the bed. Her hand sits on Bonnie's knee, and another strokes the back of her head.
'It's okay to cry,' she tells her softly. 'This sucks, right?'
For some reason, a laugh bubbles in Bonnie's throat.
'Trust me, I definitely would not have chosen to get stuck with Damon Salvatore. I would've let the Other Side drag me to hell if I'd known I'd be stuck with him for all of eternity.'
Bonnie hums her agreement, sniffles, and turns her head to look up at her. She attempts to smile back at Lexi, who tilts her head with a sympathetic sort of look.
'It doesn't have to suck, though,' she continues, shaking her head. 'We can make the best of it. Think about it, Bonnie. We have a whole world to ourselves. No barriers. No borders. We could go literally anywhere without it costing a single dollar. You ever wanted to travel?'
Truth be told, she has. She nods.
'Where have you always wanted to go?' Lexi asks.
Bonnie sniffs again, wiping away a stray tear before resting her cheek in her hand. 'Don't judge me, but... Paris.'
Lexi grins. 'Great choice. It's beautiful. So, let's go.'
Bonnie's smile slips away and she shakes her head. 'It's not that simple. We need to find a way back. And what if we leave here, then someone on the other side finds a way to get us out, but they can't find us?'
A fragile silence falls between them as they look at each other. They both know that it's a quickly crumbling hope built on already broken ground. They're not getting out. No one is looking for them. No one will find them.
Tears threaten to fall again but she blinks quickly, refusing to let them win. Rubbing her eyes roughly, she looks away as Lexi sighs softly.
'Bonnie... I don't think we're ever getting out of here. Maybe there is a way, I don't know, but I don't think we're going to find it just... waiting here miserably.'
'And we would in Paris?' Bonnie says, half-bitter, half-joking.
Lexi shrugs. 'Maybe. Maybe not. But at least we'd have fun. And, bright side, we'd be away from our third musketeer. God, wouldn't you love a week without hearing him singing in the morning? Without his constant complaining? You could even get a full night's sleep without his snoring.'
Bonnie laughs again. Why is she actually tempted? Maybe Lexi has a point. Maybe this is her chance to just... give in to what the universe has thrown at her and she might actually get something out of it for once. A little bit of fun. Like dancing in the rain. Find the good in the bad.
She takes a deep breath, then says, 'Can I think about it?'
Lexi smiles softly and nods. She pats his knee. 'Of course. Think of Paris. And French pastries.' She gets off of the bed to leave. 'Think about whatever will make you happy, Bonnie.'
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ratsandfashion · 2 months
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ONGGGG ONE OF MY CLIENTS ASKED TO PUT ON A SONG ON YOUTUBE IN FREE TIME AND IT WAS MAGIC DANCE FROM LABYRINTH!!!!
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star-mum · 2 months
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2024 is the year I make dancing my thing again or so help me god
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