#-hello dance!

[blaqthemime]

Here. A crappy animatic I made.

[omanutandstuff]

Daria Atamanov 🇮🇱 (ribbon 2020 / clubs 2023 / ribbon 2024 / ball 2024) dance!

[burningdreambanana]

Them each time: You should HATE this, this is the BAD ship

Me, self-declared chemistry expert who likes to suffer: No, I don't think I will actually

[punkrock-bottom]

[xandertheundead]

For @mesdelostrescaballeros2024 ‘s Three Caballeros September event!

Week 1 - Zé

September 1st - Dance

When people asked him where or how he had learned to dance, José never really had an answer for them. He had never gone to any fancy class to learn how to move, he had gone to a samba school but unlike the name implied it wasn’t a school per se. It was something he had grown up doing, watching those around his neighborhood when he was a chick, moving their bodies to the rhythm of the music and letting themselves get carried away with it. Nestor and he would dance around the street when they were small, with chubby arms and legs trying to mimic the steps the adults were doing.

If you were social, you had to know how to dance, and the more José grew the more social he became. It also helped that the better he could dance, the more girls he impressed.

Before long, by his late teenage years, he was able to move just as well or even better than all those adults he had watched dancing before. He didn’t even have to think really about the moves anymore, letting his body move on its own with the music and he would grin when he would hear the whistles and encouragement from the women.

Sometimes even the men.

Without dancing, Zé knew his life would be soulless. Yes, he would have music, because you can’t have dancing without it, and he would have food and other pleasures, but without dancing? Não.

He smiled thinking about how he had first danced with Donald while telling him all about Brazil, the first time Panchito pulled him close during a slower part of a song, teaching Zico and Zeca the basic steps and winning a contest with Ro with their perfect in-sync movements. Dancing had brought him so many great memories with friends and family and he looked forward to every get-together to make more memories with them as he moved.

“Zé!” He heard Nestor call, looking over to see him and Panchito waving him over, the rest of their large group outside already kicking his Birthday party into high gear. “Hurry up!”

“Don’t boss me around!” He said back with a laugh. “I’m the birthday boy, the party can’t start without me!”

“Oh, we’re going to!” Nestor yelled back and Zé rolled his eyes with a grin when Panchito let out a loud cackle. “I’ll take all your presents and drink all the alcohol.”

“I’ll eat all the food!” Panchito chimed in.

“Babacas!” He yelled, jogging over to them just as the music grew louder and he could already feel the rhythm igniting the need to move.

“Let’s party!” He yelled when they got to the group, cheers erupting as he took a drink of cachaça and started to dance.

[saint-vhs]

AnTgry - DANCE!

[rainedtoohard]

Care to dance with me? | Redraw. Previous one is under the cut >:3 (im back to this style again eoeoe)

woah

[apieceofyoungcheese]