whenever i think too hard about alfred this image appears in my mind

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whenever i think too hard about alfred this image appears in my mind
Umm more excuses to draw chubby Marina. Again.
Sorry for being cringey, it's who I am 😔.
rewatched swan lake with my friend and like i let out some noises in frequencies only dogs could hear apparently /silly/hj
goshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh i love him so so much i can treat him right dude trust me i can and will make him happy ME PROMMY OUH
also CROW LADY JUMPSCARE
haven't drawn these two in so long but ig i think it's funny af that they're like so..........weird. (you can tell i half assed the background lol)
crow lady and mordeu are so weird even by the unknown norms i gotta talk about that at somepoint
and uh uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh uh umuh
these two yk ,i gotta tell ya their relationship is funny af and it was even FUNNIER back then lol, also note, Phillip was a prince Ami met on her journey , they got along so well and he asked if they would be more than just friends but she refused because like, phillip is like..a lot like her. he's a well loved and appreciated person and she wanted someone else to have a chance with him ,afterall her only wish is to love the unloved. however they both still write letters to eachother. phillip ended up marrying THE snowwhite herself btw, irony i know
makes me wonder if he invited ami to his wedding dawg like can you imagine how-
hi frankieee uhm what r your top ten mcr songs 🤔🤔
oh god do i have to choose UmUH UMJNUHM UM
not in order, i cant choose
1. mama
2. wttbp
3. ghost of you
4. inok
5. disenchanted
6. famous last words
7. wolves
8. destroya
9. na na na
10. monroe
I alive
Greetings everyone. umuh just update post to say I am alive again :p I have died on here for several IRL reasons, like… I graduated from uni :3 AND ALSO recently my mind had been forcefully turned towards MICROBES🦠 And how cool and evil they are >:) Like. How are these cute little Typhus critters more powerful than all of Napoleon’s cannons.. How did the Spanish flu kill 1/3 of the entire population more than the literal WWI that was happening at the time…. it’s crazy…
anyways apologies for another radio silencing on here, i cannot handle more than one social media app at a time it seems😅. i’ll soon be posting napoleonic sillies since school is finally over until it’s not, but I’ll also be posting non-napoleonic art bc i want to draw louis pasteur and heliozoans too HEEHEE. OKTHANK YOU BYE💖
can you do a dina x sub reader on a first date at some fancy restaurant but dina’s really flirty and touchy and loves making the reader nervous pleasee i need dom dina😵💫
magnetic, everything about you
pairing: dina woodward x fem!reader
summary: it’s unlike you to fall for anybody quite this hard. especially not on your first date.
warnings: kissing in public, lots of PDA in general actually, implied dom/sub dynamics
a/n: anon…….. this request changed my life. talking to dina b like uhhh ummm uhhum umm umuh uhhhhh um 😁
You aren’t made nervous easily.
In fact, you can’t remember the last time your cheeks have been this hot, or the last time you’d had this swirling feeling in your stomach, and it’s all because of her low-cut maroon dress and the way her arm hasn’t left your shoulders once after two glasses of wine. Her voice is smooth like honey, deep and sweet, and her smile is nothing short of infectious. She’s so close that you can smell the distinction between her perfume and her shampoo; a mix of roses and coconut that makes your head spin and your heart race.
This is awful, you think. She must be a succubus, or a witchy seductress; one who uses her powers to get what she wants. At this point, you’d be willing to give her anything. Whatever spell she cast is working.
The scenery of the restaurant around you seems to have disappeared. The chandeliers above that cast a warm light, the stained glass windows, all the distant chatter and conversation from tables around you. It seems that nothing matters outside of this booth, tucked away into a quiet corner, thigh-to-thigh with the woman of your dreams. She tells your stories of her friends, her coworkers, her family (mostly her older sister, you notice, they must be close). She makes your mind blank on any stories you could tell in return.
“Turns out, the car was unlocked the whole time anyways, so there was no reason for him to smash the window in the first place!” Dina laughs, and you offer a smile that might be brighter than the sun. Most people wouldn’t joke about their car getting broken into. Dina, though… Dina is different. A good different.
Conversation is easy with her. She could talk for hours and you wouldn’t mind, yet she makes sure to ask you just as many questions and ease you out of your shell. It’s only one of the many reasons you’re so whipped for this woman on your first date.
There’s a pause. A long one, and you would’ve tried to break the silence, but she seems to be studying you. It takes all of your willpower to not shrink under her prying gaze. She looks you up and down, causing you to raise your eyebrows expectantly. “What? Is there something on my face?” You wonder.
“Tell me if I’m wrong, but I think I make you nervous.” Dina says. “It’s not like you’re really trying to hide it.”
This is quite a blow to your self esteem, considering you had been trying to hide it. Very hard, in fact. “Someone’s cocky,” you tilt your head away from her, an attempt to deflect from the embarrassment you feel.
“I’m cocky for a reason!” She brings her free hand to take a gentle grip of your chin, forcing you to look at her. “Your face is all hot. That tends to happen when people are nervous, y’know.”
“Don’t be a smartass!” You exclaim, nervously moving your face from her grip and looking down at your lap.
“But you like it,” she points out. “Look at me.”
Your jaw tenses as you finally look back at her. Her arm, the one that’s around your shoulder, raises a bit so she can smooth out that tension with her hand. That signature smile of hers is still there, and it makes you melt into her touch. “You like it, right?”
After a moment of silence, you nod. “Yeah, actually. Is it obvious?”
“Very.” She says. “It’s cute, though. You’re cute.”
You aren’t sure what to say to this, of course, but you find yourself immediately regretting the first words you can find.
“Kiss me,” you whisper. “Please.”
Her dark eyes widen, and at first, you figured you’ve already fucked this all up; that is, until she scans the room, pleased to find that no one’s being nosy. Little do you know, she’d been waiting for this moment all night.
When she finally kisses you, you can tell. Her hand holds the back of your head while the other wanders to your thigh, securing you into place, though you wouldn’t dream of pulling away. You taste her cherry lipgloss and the red wine that lingers on her tongue. Mindlessly, you grab onto her shoulder, thankful that she wore a strapless dress so that you could feel the smooth skin above her collarbone. You’d do anything to be closer to her. You’d crawl right into her lap if you weren’t in public.
The hand on your thigh wanders up to your waist, flexing against your rib cage, causing you to arch your back and whine as her tongue caresses yours. The simplest of touches, yet your knees turn to jelly beneath you.
Although hesitantly, she’s the first to break away. Her lips are plump and her cheeks dark, which fills you with an odd sense of pride. “Oh, you’ve been wanting that for a while, huh?” She teases.
You just nod your head dumbly, still eyeing her lips, wishing they were still on yours.
“You don’t have any plans after this, do you?” Dina asks with a hopeful tone. Your heart does a flip inside your chest.
“No,” you tell her. “Do you?”
“Unless you wanna leave with me, then no. I don’t.” She shrugs, watching as another wide smile breaks across your face.
You squeeze her shoulder. “I guess we both have plans, then.”
The sparks still haven’t faded. Dina smiles right back at you and you share a quiet laugh, uncaring to those around you, and most definitely uncaring to the fact that you’re gonna be leaving your car in the parking lot for the night. You’re unsure what the night holds, but Dina’s got you wrapped around her finger, and she looks at you like she knows it.
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oh haha there was a little critter on there Uh. oh you don't like it?Oh um. umUh
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I flicked it away. sorry
Mom told me my dad says the f slur
This is just more proof he’s bisexual trust guy s he’s bisexual and umuh uh he’s reclaiming
Trust guys