unf-hans:

willowwaves94:

I have been wanting to draw some kind of funny storyboard and Santino Fontana’s song choice for the Frozen audition is hilarious, so I tried to get down what was in my head when I listened to it. I kind of imagined Hans singing it on Elsa’s coronation day and Anna being all embarrassed by that silly fiancé in front of her sister…

Ugh I know it should speak for itself and make sense and all but it was just a good practice and I still have a lot to learn so just enjoy the stupidity xD

I LOVE THIS SO MUCH

despicable-scientist:

grucylover18:

despicable-scientist:

grucylover18:

despicable-scientist:

// zZZzzz…! XD Good! :D Ahahaaaa yeahhhh I feel you bro XD So is this like a spring break trip thingymabob? :0

{{XD I guess you could call it that. yeah.}}

// what time-ish do you hafta leave? :0

{{Well… I’m going to leave home at around 7:30 Pacific Time 10:30 your time? since the airport is a long ways away. So yeah…}}

// *nods, nods* Cool beans. just getting an idea of the day here… shhh, ahaha XD

{{BEANS. XP}}

despicable-scientist:

grucylover18:

despicable-scientist:

grucylover18:

despicable-scientist:

grucylover18 replied to your post: hai. X3

// haiiiii how are youuuuu? X3

{{*yawn* XD I’m good. Just reaaalllyyy slooowwwllyy packing and finding things. XD}}

// zZZzzz…! XD Good! :D Ahahaaaa yeahhhh I feel you bro XD So is this like a spring break trip thingymabob? :0

{{XD I guess you could call it that. yeah.}}

// what time-ish do you hafta leave? :0

{{Well… I’m going to leave home at around 7:30 Pacific Time 10:30 your time? since the airport is a long ways away. So yeah…}}

grucylover18 asked:

► X3 {{could it be for Winfield or something? XD}}

despicable-scientist:

Send me a ‘►’ for your muse to walk in on my muse singing/dancing to their favorite song without them noticing. {oh god, yes XD} {Winfield} {Maybe HP AU? So he’s thinking about Mimi…}

Serving his detention this lovely Friday morning by scrubbing all of the windows in the East-wing courtyard by hand, Winfield swayed in dance, singing and glowering at the sopping wet sponge in his palm.

"I’m a crazy fool
I’m a fool addicted
To th’ touch of yeh
To yer poison kisses
Wha’ yeh got to lose
Wha’ d’yeh think this is?
Nothin’ left to prove
An’ we know tha’ love is - “

He promptly threw the sponge as far as he could onto the roof, howling the last word instead of singing it -

OVERRAAATEEEEED!!”

- before giving the nearest bush a good kick and curling up on the ground in misery.

{{mypoorbbyhesoundssosadDX Does she know Winfield in this one? Since it’s HP and all?}}

Hearing singing around in the courtyard, the young witch peered around the corner of the wall to see a young man, a few years older than her, singing in such misery that it sounded like a distress call.

"Hey there…," she began, walking up to him. She tugged nervously at her blue and silver scarf, the raven emblem shining brightly in the lowering sunlight. "You’re Winfield, right?" She crouched down and laid her hand on his shoulder. "Are you alright?"