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omg wait. can. can you draw my girl glniki as this pic of laura palmer (or glranboo but i feel way more insane requesting that so take your pic)
🌺 👀👀 i'm officially curious to know what you think my vibes are 👀👀
sned mr an akske
johnny & roxy valentines for you and ur sweetie 💝💌💘✨
𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙇 𝙏𝙃𝙊𝙎𝙀 𝙒𝙃𝙊 𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙀 𝘼𝙁𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝙐𝙎 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙏𝙊 𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙔
𝐓𝐄𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐌 𝐖𝐄 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄. 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐎𝐍𝐄. independent & private multimuse rp blog for amc's the terror. alternate & crossover verses available. WRITTEN BY HANNAH.
𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝒃𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒄𝒉𝒆𝒓;
Silbando como manía personal, plato en mano con el emparedado que se acababa de preparar como merienda, Alec frunció el ceño, encaminado a su puerta principal para contestar al llamado del timbre. Repasó las posibilidades en su cabeza. ¿Acaso había ordenado un paquete por Amazon y le estaba llegando ahorita? No creía. A pesar de que el pelinegro tenía el hábito de comprar por internet en la madrugada cuando no podía dormir, no recordaba haberlo hecho recientemente. ❝Sip, aquí estoy.❞ Abrió la puerta una vez que llegó a ella, siendo jaloneado por el pomo de la misma. En calcetines, llevando su rico emparedado a sus labios para tomar un mordisco, Alec alzó una ceja a la expectativa de que el visitante hablara. ❝¿Te puedo ayudar en algo?❞ @joohevn
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Her little feet could be heard hitting the floor from the main entryway, as she raced to reach the family member who had held her admiration most ardently - and in doing so she was like fluffy lightning, hopping down the stairs and giggling as she stumbled to a halt in front of him. She caught herself, and turned her eyes to beam up at him. Even her words came out quickly, and with more excitement than thought.
❝ Papa Scrooge ! I missed you !!! How was your day ? ❞ Missing what she called him, Della had already thrown her arms around his waist; and began nuzzling her face into his side. Oh, all the fun games he had missed while he was out ! She wished that he could stay to play, but even then she’d miss racing up to him when she heard the door ! Before she stopped talking to catch her breath, the duckling tilted her face up to see his and asked, ❝ Ooh ! Can we play airplane ? ❞