I am not a prize to be won!

Giuliana Passerini. 26. Italian. I'm sorry. I can't stay here and have my life lived for me. I'll miss you. [dependent fem!romano blog for disneytalia]

[conflicted-in-wonderland]

Hey um, I'm just wondering (you don't have to do it) but could you draw biker!nyo!lovi? It's just I love your art style and the way you draw her >\\\\<

It took me a billion years to get to this but I tried

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If your family life is way too fucking complicated and it makes you wanna scream, clap your hands.

[actnormaliwannabenormal-deactiv]

[clap clap]

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Oh, thank fuck. Glad to know I’m not the only one suffering here.

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Yeah, nice to know I’m not the only one either. 

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[furrows her brows] Are you new? Haven’t seen you around before.

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If your family life is way too fucking complicated and it makes you wanna scream, clap your hands.

[actnormaliwannabenormal-deactiv]

[clap clap]

[principessainfuga-blog]

Oh, thank fuck. Glad to know I’m not the only one suffering here.

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If your family life is way too fucking complicated and it makes you wanna scream, clap your hands.

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[without warning, the tears were already filling her eyes and spilling over her cheeks; she sniffles and desperately tries to wipe them away]

Dio mio…y-you’re… [she inhales sharply and takes his face in her hands gently, as if he were made of glass] You’re alive.

[librobambino-blog]

Eh? Don’t cry–!

[confused look] Huh…? Of course I’m alive, I never died! Did you– Did you think I died…?

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[it’s too late, she’s already started and now she can’t stop, so instead she’s gonna hug the crap out of him] Goddammit, you disappeared...I couldn’t find you anywhere, nobody could, we thought you were dead this whole time...

[erinsal]

Get this top

[erinsal]

Cute cardigans

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[the smell wafting down the hallway was enough to make her curious, so she wanders out to the kitchen and hears the singing in a language she does not know, though she can tell it’s German. She pokes her head in and peers around] 

Hi.

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[hearing another voice makes her pause and turn to see who is speaking, giving the other woman a small smile when she spots her] Hallo… I hope I did not disturb you?

[Thankfully she does not appear to be angry so she resumes cutting cookies, checking the ones in the oven curiously] If you would like, you can have some of the cool cookies over on the counter.

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[shakes her head slowly] No, not at all. I just smelt something and I was curious...

[glances at the dish holding said treats] Cookies, huh? What kind?

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[berijuz]

you can see the gay in her eyes

[hashualomanoot]

quick doodle of @asklovinovargas​‘s nyo!South Italy because she’s beautiful and I wanted to draw a pretty lady ♥ 

[porcellune]

my queen,,

[ask-femspamano]

Carmen would wear it as a pajama or something

[erinsal]

[principessainfuga-blog]

FUCK FUCK FFFFFUCK THERE’S A RAT IN MY ROOM FUCK-

[quietandcalmbeast]

A-Ah, a rat? Do you need help at all…?

[principessainfuga-blog]

YES YES I NEED HELP HOLY FUCK

[schnellundstark-blog]

[Humming Christmas songs quietly as she bakes Zimtsterne, swiping one of the finished ones and popping it into her mouth. Eventually she switches to singing out loud quietly as she cuts more cookies out into star shapes, not noticing she has an audience] 

…O Tannenbaum, o Tannenbaum, wie treu sind deine Blätter…

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[the smell wafting down the hallway was enough to make her curious, so she wanders out to the kitchen and hears the singing in a language she does not know, though she can tell it’s German. She pokes her head in and peers around] 

Hi.

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