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i drew the midwest princess herself ✨
i love her so much
to the people that are now hating chappell roan because she's simply just setting boundaries to protect herself and her family:
celebrities are not your besties. they dont owe you anything. they do not know you. just because you listen to their music does not mean you're entitled to a picture. going up to them in public is super weird.
and if you're saying "it comes with the fame", it shouldnt. why have we normalized this.
trans guy tries to do hot to go dance while skating. Immediately eats dirt and falls flat on face.
ain’t this that one chappell roan song?
Chappell Roan is so fucking good you guys spread the word
No thoughts, only Hero teaching Villain the HOT TO GO dance
No thoughts, only Hero teaching Villain the HOT TO GO dance
HOT TO GO
It was easy enough for Villain to stalk Hero into the club. The lights, loud music, and number of people meant the villain could get close. Close enough, apparently, that Hero invited them to dance.
A new song had just started, and the people on the floor had spaced out as best they could, the people on the outskirts squishing together to make room. The shift had left about an arms length to the side between everyone on the dance floor.
“You look a little lost, honey,” spoke a sweet voice from behind them.
It was only then that Villain realized how stiff they must have been, standing alone while everyone around them was partaking in a dance they didn’t know.
“Want me to show you?”
Villain nodded, not wanting to risk their voice being recognized, even over the damagingly loud song. They certainly weren’t going to pass as a party-goer if they refused.
Hero stepped forward, taking Villain’s hands in their own. They were pressed front to back, and Villain could feel every steady breath through the hero’s chest.
When the next chorus hit, they raised both hands above their heads, forming two parallel lines. Next, they pulled down gently, bending both Villain’s arms slightly, rounding out the lines. Just as suddenly, their arms were pulled out to their sides, as wide as Hero’s wingspan would go. Fingers intertwined, their arms bounced once.
“~H-O-T-T~”
Villain stared straight ahead, scared to do anything but leave their arms limp in Hero’s sure hands.
Their hands were lifted once again, going round, then pulling one down and breaking the symmetry before going round again.
“~O-G-O~”
One hand was dropped as Hero spun them around before renewing their grip. Looking directly into their eyes, Hero led their hands to point in front of them, one by one.
“~You can take me~”
Bright neon lights flashed across the Hero’s face, and Villain hoped it was enough to obscure their features. In some strange mix of the YMCA dance and the macarena, Hero used their hands to cross Villain’s arms over their chest before slowly dragging them down. The descent was agonizing, especially when Hero’s knuckles brushed Villain’s hips and their breath caught.
“~Hot to go~”
Villain was twirled again and, mesmerized by the movement, they didn’t even realize why Hero had pulled both hands back instead of up. Hero’s chin laid to rest on Villain’s shoulder, breath hot on their ear when they muttered, “I might just take you ‘hot to go’.”
By the time cool metal clamped over their wrists, it was far too late for the villain to struggle.
“If only you could dance.”
They pulled away sharply, hauling Villain through the crowd and towards the exit.
“Maybe, you can practice in prison.”
HOT TO GO
It was easy enough for Villain to stalk Hero into the club. The lights, loud music, and number of people meant the villain could get close. Close enough, apparently, that Hero invited them to dance.
A new song had just started, and the people on the floor had spaced out as best they could, the people on the outskirts squishing together to make room. The shift had left about an arms length to the side between everyone on the dance floor.
“You look a little lost, honey,” spoke a sweet voice from behind them.
It was only then that Villain realized how stiff they must have been, standing alone while everyone around them was partaking in a dance they didn’t know.
“Want me to show you?”
Villain nodded, not wanting to risk their voice being recognized, even over the damagingly loud song. They certainly weren’t going to pass as a party-goer if they refused.
Hero stepped forward, taking Villain’s hands in their own. They were pressed front to back, and Villain could feel every steady breath through the hero’s chest.
When the next chorus hit, they raised both hands above their heads, forming two parallel lines. Next, they pulled down gently, bending both Villain’s arms slightly, rounding out the lines. Just as suddenly, their arms were pulled out to their sides, as wide as Hero’s wingspan would go. Fingers intertwined, their arms bounced once.
“~H-O-T-T~”
Villain stared straight ahead, scared to do anything but leave their arms limp in Hero’s sure hands.
Their hands were lifted once again, going round, then pulling one down and breaking the symmetry before going round again.
“~O-G-O~”
One hand was dropped as Hero spun them around before renewing their grip. Looking directly into their eyes, Hero led their hands to point in front of them, one by one.
“~You can take me~”
Bright neon lights flashed across the Hero’s face, and Villain hoped it was enough to obscure their features. In some strange mix of the YMCA dance and the macarena, Hero used their hands to cross Villain’s arms over their chest before slowly dragging them down. The descent was agonizing, especially when Hero’s knuckles brushed Villain’s hips and their breath caught.
“~Hot to go~”
Villain was twirled again and, mesmerized by the movement, they didn’t even realize why Hero had pulled both hands back instead of up. Hero’s chin laid to rest on Villain’s shoulder, breath hot on their ear when they muttered, “I might just take you ‘hot to go’.”
By the time cool metal clamped over their wrists, it was far too late for the villain to struggle.
“If only you could dance.”
They pulled away sharply, hauling Villain through the crowd and towards the exit.
“Maybe, you can practice in prison.”
what have you done? your a pink pony girl, and you dance at the club ~
oh mama, im just having fun!!
Guys I just discovered Chappell Roan x The Muppets collages on Pinterest
I have a new obsession to give me life during these trying times
Look at them <333333333
I love my dad asking for us to play pink pony club and singing along
He really is a ✨Midwest princess ✨
h-o-t-t-o-g-o you can take me hootttt to go
hello!! a little art request...... would you be able to draw gerard way and chappel roan outfit swap? I think chappel would look cool with the party poison outfit but pick whichever outfits you like!
gave up on gerards 💔💔💔 BUT CHAPPELL LIVES !!!!! she's so pretty like actually
art hasn't been arting
Chappell Roan so gets me. I’m from the midwest, I’m a ginger, I love to dance it out. But most importantly…
IM HOT (it’s 99° and a heat warning in my area) TO GO (i want to go home)
I suddenly really want to see Vil doing the HOT TO GO! dance by Chappell Roan.
i never want to animate again