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blazehedgehog · 5 months
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theluigiguy-vids · 9 months
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I love seeing everyone get into Ghost Trick and get utterly dumbfounded and confused about this little lamp fella
they'll find out
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luminiciant · 11 months
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gif vers ?
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neilsanders · 2 years
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lil pink dancin fren
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moneyhay · 2 months
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OMG.
I don't know what happened that night, but I'll come back here in a month and tell you where it led me.
#uarhotterthanihaveevenknow
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plushbunbun-blog · 1 year
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!!DANCIN!!
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Just dancing Speaker, 's all
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az-cain · 1 year
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Reminiscing
bob x reader ≈ 800 words masterlist
Reminiscing by Little River Band
Night and Day played by the Glenn Miller Orchestra
i suggest listening to reminiscing for the majority of the fic (i used it for the plot and stole some lyrics word-for-word) and then night and day for the dance :)
absolutely no warnings, just bob’s speech and some sweet dancing.
A hush covered the room as he stood, newly-donned wedding band glinting on his finger and voice hardly picking up on the mic as he murmured to you. Realizing pretty quickly that everyone was looking at him, he straightened, blush visible only to those of you at the head table. “Thank you guys, um, for being here. And also for giving us that whole stack of gifts. Way too much stuff, but thank you.” The room laughed, shaking their heads like good guests.
“Y’all are our family— even those of you who aren’t legally— and I know we both love you so, so much. But this wonderful person here,” he paused, glancing down at you with an easy grin, despite the nerves you felt in his sweat against your palm, “has my whole heart. And I feel like— I need you guys to understand how we got here.
“It was a Friday night, and I finally decided it was time. I was walking her home, we passed her gate and I was picturing— contemplating, really—“ he corrected with a nervous laugh, “falling to one knee, ring in hand, and telling her I wanted to build my world around her. I just had to make her understand, I wanted her for the rest of my life.” He glanced down at you, before looking at the crowd once more.
“Back then, I wasn’t nervous at all. That was how I was so sure. It was just hope that my proposal that— keep in mind— I’d decided upon minutes ago, would go well.” He laughed again, your belly full of butterflies even now. “I knew she was the one for me, because I didn’t need to be afraid.” He paused, drinking down some champagne, making the guests panic a little and try to decide whether to drink too.
“Nope, not done, just don’t love to talk.” An audible sigh of relief went through the room. “Sorry, y’all. I think a lot about, um, how it started— that first date, listening to the Glenn Miller Orchestra.” He gazed down at you with a smile, and a shift happened. Suddenly you were the only one who could hear him. “You were so, so excited that we’d gotten tickets. So excited you tripped coming out of the car—“
“—And I almost tripped you too!” You cut in, giggling, absolutely enamored.
“Oh, yeah, but that doesn’t matter. I’d have taken it with a smile. Anyway, when we got in and they started playing, I was hardly looking at the band. All I could see was your smile as we danced.” Seeming to remember the crowd, he cleared his throat and faced the grand penetralium that housed your closest friends and family “And dance we did. They played ‘Night and Day’, which has been my favorite song since. My legs were so tired that night as we walked up to your house— a lot like the night I decided I’d propose, actually. I proposed probably a week after that decision.” Lowering his voice and leaning down to your ear, he told only you, “I can’t say it aloud, because Hangman would never let it go, but I could hardly wait to call you mine.” He smiled as he kissed you before standing back up.
“So yeah, now our first dance as husband and wife is gonna be to Night and Day. To my love,” he quickly resolved his speech with a lift of his glass and a sip before he tugged you up by the hand and hardly let you untangle your dress from your legs. You stumbled and yelped, Jake smacking Bob’s ass lightly while the two of you struggled toward the dance floor.
Finally getting to the floor, you scowled harmlessly at your husband, who laughed. You pull in close to him. “Wanna dance like nobody’s watching?”
Bob grinned and nodded to the DJ, tapping his feet as the staticky mellow jazz flooded the room; your tippity-tapping steps together were light and flowing as the trumpets accented the trombones, a few small spins in time with the trumpets’ pops and the trombone’s grace notes making you giggle, drunk on a sip or two of champagne and the man in front of you.
The trumpet soloist began to play and you pulled away, dancing by yourself, the joy taking over as you mirror each others’ quick movements on the simple tiled floor, meeting once again for him to dip you at a high note, then twirl together at the end of the short song.
Applause rang through the room at the impromptu performance, and Bob murmured to you, “I’ll be thinking about that for the rest of our life.”
this is swing dancing, so you know what i mean when i say “tapping around” and also i just love swing-dance. forgive me for lowkey choreographing a song lmao
the dance with times:
tapping around from the start to like :35
quick spinning at :42 and :49 and then flowier twirls through :50 to 1:10
moving apart at :22, then solo dancing/mirroring at like 1:30
moving back together at 1:50
big dip at 1:58-2:00
just some shimmying and giggling for the rest of the song
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hoofusdoofus · 1 year
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Dancin' bucko! Wobblin' and movin, hoofin' and groovin' A comm I got from @itsjasperburrdog some time ago!
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lucybellwood · 1 year
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Every day I’ve spent working on Seacritters! I get to the studio and put on a song and shake my body like a maniac before sitting down to draw. It’s probably the best thing I’ve done for my creative practice in a long time.
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Actually it’s a tie with hitting this tiny novelty bell as many times as I’ve drawn pages that day as a closing ritual.
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Pavlovian? Yes. But it fuckin’ works.
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the-angel-ashe · 3 months
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what’s he listening to
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sun-roach · 3 months
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AHHH MCCABE BEB🫶
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sessizharfler · 2 years
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rainingmusic · 2 years
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Chris Isaak - Dancin' 
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garfield-69 · 2 years
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One of my favs I've made
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j3nn1f3rsworld · 5 months
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offthewall4xoxo · 6 months
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THE WALKING DEAD...? BACK ON NETFLIX!?!!?! SEASON 2 EPISODE 2 RN🙏🏾
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