#me dance party

[creedei]

Sketch dump

[chaosroid]

Who's pussy do I gotta eat to get a masquerade ball quest DLC for BG3

[teapotart]

happy dancing day

[a2zillustration]

I carried this thing for MONTHS with the EXPRESS PURPOSE of putting Raphael in it (knowing full well Larian wouldn't let me do that, mechanically) and I had one major miscalculation.

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[captnbas]

green is for emotional stability | besties

[damnprecious]

the dj playing cha cha cha during a break in the finland-sweden ice hockey world championships game sure makes me feel things

[nanierose]

I feel like the journey with the ghost ship started off like Pirates of the Caribbean, and ended as Muppet Treasure Island.

[eikotheblue]

Reblog and share at least one thing that brightened your day today, large or small 💙

[gen4grl]

halloween in pallet

[socialbutterfly19]

Keep focused. You got this!!

[downbad4fyodor]

Dancing Queen

Pairing: Fyodor Dostoyevsky x reader Genre: fluff Summary: Your boyfriend is jealous that you’re dancing with Nikolai instead of him, and doing a good job at it, too. Warnings: none

The music filled the kitchen with a lively, infectious beat, and as the energetic melody of "Rasputin" echoed in the air, you couldn't resist the temptation to dance. With Nikolai as your witness, you swayed and moved with an astounding grace, your body flowing effortlessly to the rhythm, as if the music was an extension of your very soul. Each step was precise, each gesture filled with the sheer joy of the moment, and you were blissfully unaware of the burning gaze fixated on you from afar.

Fyodor leaned against the doorframe, his arms crossed tightly over his chest, but his facade of nonchalance couldn't hide the turmoil within him. His eyes, usually so enigmatic and reserved, betrayed a fierce envy that seemed to smolder like embers. He cleared his throat, trying to regain control of his emotions, though his voice quivered slightly as he spoke. "So, this is how you spend your time when I'm not around," he remarked, his words laced with both sarcasm and possessiveness.

Caught off guard by his presence, you halted mid-dance, the vibrant colors of the room blurring into the background as your attention shifted to Fyodor. Despite the mild surprise, a sheepish smile graced your lips, finding it endearing that he was jealous of something as innocent as dancing. "Oh, hey Fyodor! You're back earlier than I expected. We were just having some fun," you replied, trying to appease the emotions swirling within him.

Nikolai, seemingly amused by the situation, stepped back, giving you and Fyodor the space you needed to resolve the tension. A playful smirk adorned his face as he chimed in, "Yeah, she's a natural at this dance. You should try it too, Fyodor." He attempted to diffuse the atmosphere, hoping to bring some levity to the situation.

Fyodor's reaction was immediate, dismissing the suggestion with a dismissive wave of his hand. "I have better things to do than indulge in such frivolous activities," he retorted, his pride masking his true feelings, yet his eyes remained fixated on you.

Refusing to let the awkwardness linger, you took a step towards him, reaching out your hand, a glimmer of determination in your eyes. "Come on, it's just a bit of fun. Dance with me," you coaxed, your voice gentle and inviting, aiming to include him in the joyous moment.

At first, Fyodor resisted, his stoic demeanor preventing him from giving in to your request. However, the pulsating beat of the song seemed to work its magic on him, and gradually, he relented, taking your hand hesitantly. As he stepped closer to you, the tension in his expression began to ease, and he let himself be guided by the music and your reassuring touch.

"You see? It's not so bad," you whispered with a soft, encouraging smile, sensing the walls he had built slowly crumbling away. Your eyes locked, and in that moment, you could feel a connection stronger than words could express.

Nikolai observed the two of you dance, appreciating the magic that unfolded before him. Your ability to break down Fyodor's walls was nothing short of remarkable, and he found himself silently applauding your efforts.

As the last notes of the song filled the room, Fyodor's initial jealousy seemed to have transformed into something different. Pulling you closer to him, he held you in a possessive embrace, and a glint of affection shone in his eyes, a stark contrast to his earlier envy. "Remember, I don't like sharing," he murmured, his voice low and intimate, a vulnerable side of him surfacing.

You chuckled softly, feeling the warmth of his arms enveloping you. "I'll remember," you replied, your heart swelling with happiness at having brought back the smile to Fyodor's face. In that moment, you knew that this dance had deepened the bond between you and Fyodor, breaking through barriers and reminding both of you of the powerful connection you shared.

[stellarspecter]

sometimes i think about five choosing to sing "i've had the time of my life" and choosing to make it a duet with klaus and pulling their other brothers up to sing with them too, and he's never been one to say what he feels, but he's always been one to show it ("you're a good brother. okay, you say something nice about me now" "let's go find your stupid birth mother.") and of all the songs to sing at the end of the world, he chooses to say that he's had the time of his life. he chooses a duet so he won't be alone. he gives himself permission to be sentimental for once, about as overtly as he can be, and his brothers join him. he's saved the world for them. twice. and he may have said fuck it to saving the world this time, but he's not gonna go out without saying "i owe it all to you"

[hajihiko]

Post-Harrowing Events Dance Party is an important part of my diet and I deserve it. As a treat 🍦

[fiddlstyx]

i think they would be friends

[notthecommercialism]

Ok so I recently rewatched ghoul’s rule after a decade and like

It held up surprisingly well hahahahahahahah

The whole movie truly was Jackson’s (and holt’s) no good very bad very horrible extremely terrible day! The whole time he was just going through it!

I’ll draw them properly one day but for now here’s some memes

[justmeandmyships]

Emotionally I live in this moment:

"Amy did not know why he looked at her so kindly, nor why he filled up her book with his own name, and devoted himself to her for the rest of the evening, in the most delightful manner"