#Q Can Dance

[aniron48]

Headcanon: Q Can Dance!

You wouldn't think it, to look at him, but then, maybe there's a lesson in that. He's all limbs, yes, a skinny frame capped with unruly hair and a pair of glasses that slide up and down his nose with the regularity of a lenticular Sisyphus. But there's grace there, too, the ease of a body that knows itself, and invites you to know it in return.

You wouldn't think it to know him, either, not at first, and there's a lesson in that, too. Because when you know him better, the pieces fit perfectly, a fractal pattern that you can't unsee: music is math, after all, and movement is physics, and Q on the dance floor seems like the embodiment of both. He knows how to feel the beat precisely because he knows how to think, and if, when you see him, you make the mistake of thinking that this, this is Q finally getting out of his own head, you would be forgiven for the error. But this is Q in his head, in his head and in his body, knowing the beat will come even before it arrives, and when, a moment before it hits, he opens his eyes, he is looking at you as if he knew you would be there.

[ssomepersonn]

girlbug.........................

[fog-kid]

hc that qroier is an amazing dancer because he has practice from being Melissa

at parties he'll be doing those bro dances like throwing his arms up, pointing at people and jumping in place. then suddenly pull out insane moves out of nowhere and everyone would be like ???? and he'd barely even notice that he does this, to him he's just moving but he's actually doing parts of his drag routine like it's nothing.

[britishchick09]

i synced rock-afire footage from jacksonville to the original country II showtape! :D

[frostwing213]

So... I've been listening to music from Heathers the Musical for hours now. I love the stupid musical and I've watched it online way to many times.

Anyways, I'm also obsessed with the song "The Ballad of Sara Berry" (To the point where I'm working on and have almost finished a small project where I'm basically turning the story the song tells into an actual written story. It's been really fun.) And I just thought...

What if, a Ballad of Sara Berry musical?

Just imagine...

[demiboydemon]

*The saddest song in existence comes on* Me, starting to do the peppiest dance ever done: oh hell yeah, this is my jam!

[soulsxng]

Muses that can dance! (Top 5, in no particular order)

Pythius (Can do all kinds of dances, but tends to prefer swing/acrobatic swing dancing! He's really good at any "higher energy" dances like hip hop though)

Tarinx (Another that can do all kinds of dances, but he tends to prefer those that would fall within, or closely resemble, more Latin style dances! Can also belly dance well, which is. Nice c: )

Death (Lerato taught them to dance! Most of the time, they don't really follow any set style though, and tend to just do what feels right, and is fun for them!)

Ber (Like Seffie, Lerato taught him to dance! Not this timeline's Lerato, but shhh we're not talking about that here. Anyway, he prefers hip hop, jazz both regular and contemporary, tango, etc.)

Felesio (A lot of his training focused more on "graceful" and "classical" feeling styles A king should be able to impress people with their poise and grace, or so his parents always said, like ballroom, contemporary, etc)

[lostmykeysie]

Your Regulus feels like the type to listen to “Don’t try suicide” by Queen

you are so absolutely right. he actually listened to this en route the cave!!! that’s c&tw FACT

i can see him right now in his flat dancing around and singing to kreacher and kreacher is like shut the fuck up

remus is also there. regulus sings ‘you can’t be a prick teaser all the time’ line to him xxxxxx

[honeybyte]

Ooh that's so interesting that elle and odelia are foils! I also Love those sketches! They're so expressive with just the right amount of detail just ough. I want to eat them

YEAH like i meant for agnes to be odelia's foil, but the way i ended up rebuilding elle made that make more sense! both are community leaders for different reasons, both are a little unstable, color vs black and white, all that

but i think the one that makes me go nuts is the concept of Giver and Taker-- one giving back to their community however they can, and the other expecting offerings from her community even at their expense

[harrylights]

someone needs to lock me out of my tumblr acc the next time i go drinking omfg

[ijustgothere-thisisamistake]

So you know how there is the whole thing you spin your blorbo in your head?

So I make my favorite ships from Star Trek waltz and react to it in character.

[lock-my-feelings-in-a-jar]

[makingmylifebetter]

1. He’s the prettiest person my eyes have ever seen.

2. This is the single most universal queer experience.

[lunaoritur]

" Help me make the most of freedom, and of pleasure.

Nothing ever lasts forever. "

[90sbee]

having a housemate is so deranged tell me why this woman came to my room to discuss whether massages are inherently sexual or not and how intimate being dancing partners with someone is.

[reflections-of-mobius]

Type: Plot Progression | EVENT: "There One Moment, Gone the Next" Universe: Sandstorm Location: Megalo Station

[Part One]

"...what hit me..." Bless groaned as he sat up. Emerald hues blinked, glazed slightly over from the daze. Everything was faintly blurry, his mind still dancing back to full awareness. Claws digged slightly into the metallic road, causing a faint screech. Holographic ads flickered and glitched on the nearby buildings, their glow nearly burning the werehog's eyes. The summer breeze through his thicker werehog fur may as well have been like a blast-furnace's release.

Slowly, his vision came back into focus.

"Oh, my baby~ Got me starin' atcha~,-"

Bless' eyes instantly snapped towards the sound. His ears twitched, one turning sideways before a black hand darted out- snatching the device off the ground. He didn't even have to look to know who had called.

"Node, what's wr-"

[SIX.]The werehog's blood ran cold. [Bless,...] There was a whimper on the other end of the line. [...you're gonna die...you're gonna die,- I can't save you- Bless---]

"Node, it's gonna be okay- just listen to me, just b-" The line went dead. Bless pulled the phone away, squinting at the screen. He tried to dial again, his claws scratching up the glass.

[Node Dust Gate, at your service!-] Straight to voicemail. He stood up, emerald hues now snapping towards his remaining items. His thoughts tripped back over the last few hours as he moved to quickly gather his things- a burst of speed resulting in a mini-whirlwind as he did. Phone, ring, ID.

Node had told him they were going somewhere while he got in some extra practice at the circuit... Bless tried to concentrate-

BANG!

His phone was snapped out of his hand, a hole appearing in the center of the device.

"Hey!" He growled as he turned to the obstruction.-- It was a legion of guard-bots, silver and white metal polished, gleaming in the darkness of night as they leveled gunmetal gray barrels at the werehog. His muzzle twisted into a frown. "..c'mon, I've got somewhere to be!"

"RETURN THE ARK OF THE COSMOS."

"The what-?"

"RESISTANCE DETECTED. PREPARING TO FIRE."

Bless was offered little time to think. In a nanosecond, the 'bots had begun to unload a volley of bullets- but he was already on the move. His eyes narrowed to slits, claws slicing through metal. His fall from whatever hit him earlier had ripped the road open and dented a nearby building, cracking the glass... But it gave him material. He slung one of the broken shards of metal into the army, before stretching his arms upwards- and grabbing hold of the nearest 'bot.

"Talk about RUDE!" He slammed it into the ground. Bless had to find Node- the panic in their voice... It dumped fire into his veins, keeping him moving as he took out the enemy advance, one chunk at a time. Only once the 'bots were all in cut heaps, wires sparking and oil leaking, did Bless brush off some of the scrap that had fallen into his fur. "Next time, ask a guy before you try to give him a buzz-cut!" He huffed.

He might've had a better one-liner... But his mind was locked on a certain fox.

Ply Forest, at the only inland edge of Windmill Peninsula.

Bless took off at a dead sprint, claws and spiked shoes shredding the road without a care. He had to find Node- make sure they were alright. Make sure they were safe.

They were in danger.

He could worry about that 'Ark of the Cosmos' business later- about the glowing green ring he could just barely see out of the bottom edge of his eye, pulsing in his chest. Later. Right now- he had to find Node.

"HALT! RETURN THE ARK OF THE COSMO-" Bless roared. Of course those weren't the only 'bots in the city- but he had to find his partner, damnit! He spun, arms springing out like rubber bands, claws ripping into weak metal like tissue paper. He didn't pause to see the result of his attack as he followed through the spin, landing back on all fours and continuing his sprint.