#clarissa van eysen

[takethiscupfromus]

clarissa and dodgy are brat

[ghostlypawn]

CLARISSA + NOTION UNIVERSIDAD 1.5K CELEBRATION - requested by @galactic-doodles

[sewersewersewercouch]

Well shit it’s abh month week 3, have some dodgy and Clarissa being mlm/wlw solidarity

[andthoselongeyes]

Clarissa, about Alfred: It was so annoying. He was breathing so heavily!

Clarissa: Partially because he has asthma, but mostly because he’s a bitch!

[the-story-of-the-tucks]

Alice, to Clarissa: you can't tell me what to do! you’re not Tabby!

Clarissa: ...

Alice: ... and Tabby is not my mom!

[blissfulbroadway]

Love Is Brief and Time’s a Thief

Alice By Heart Last Five Years AU | Author: blissfulbroadway for dodgefred

“Dodgy?” Alfred called. The lights in the house were off, and from what Alfred remembered, he didn’t have any rehearsals scheduled. But, then again, Alfred had been away at some writer’s workshop for a bit and Dodgy rarely spoke to him about his whereabouts, or what he was up to at all.

Getting no response, Alfred dropped his bags at the door and bounded towards the living room where Dodgy usually practiced choreography or sat by the window to learn his lines. He wasn’t there. Alfred noted a few little statues and all the scripts from the book shelf weren’t there, either.

He rushed to the kitchen. All of Dodgy’s tea was gone, and so was his steamer.

Alfred went to the bathroom. His toothbrush wasn’t in the holder, and when he checked underneath the sink, Dodgy’s ten-step skincare set was gone. There was no loofah in the shower. His soap was nowhere to be found.

Alfred was panicking a bit now. They weren’t robbed. The television still hung on the wall, and the fancy cooking equipment and whatnot was all still safe and sound. The only valuable thing missing was Dodgy.

When Alfred rushed to the bedroom, his stomach dropped in his chest. On the bed laid a note.

The only thing Alfred could comprehend was that one stupid word ringing through his head.

Goodbye.

Dodgy was gone. Truly gone.

Read more here!

[dodgefred]

broke: mamie is a whitewashed version of clarissa

woke: mamie and clarissa are girlfriends

[aesrick]

Hi I got the book and did some doodles 🤭😳stan freddie and harold fr clear skin

[irreplaceable-ecstasyy]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Alice by Heart - Sheik/Sater/Sater & Nelson Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: Red Cross Nurse (Alice by Heart), Dr. Butridge (Alice By Heart), Original Characters, Original Female Character(s), Original Male Character(s), Dodgy Dawkins, Nigel (Alice By Heart), Tabatha Dedwin, Angus Wilkins, Clarissa van Eysen, Harold Pudding Additional Tags: Family Loss, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst and Hurt/Comfort, Memories, Identity Issues, i am so bad at tagging, Lost Love, there's a war going on out there somewhere, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, identity crisis Summary:

The Red Cross Nurse. Who was she, really? She had no name, no story and no family. She was not always the villainous character Alice played her out to be but the woman was a mystery. An empty slate to write on and a puppet to master.

When she finds a book, a rabbit toy and a few letters, she tumbles down into a hole of her loss, cowering within her own shell of grief. Behind the nurse was a woman in anguish, stripped of her identities long before the war as a wife and mother.

[brilligbraelig]

for the fic thing, could you do the pride and prejudice au with dodgefred (alice by heart)? 🥺

dodgefred rights :)

Alfred had thought being proposed to might be a little less… awkward, to put it mildly. After the last time with Angus, he’d half hoped everyone else would have been scared off. At least then his mother could focus on helping Clarissa out with Mamie, instead of trying to find her wayward son someone stupid enough to take him on.

So when he’d fled to Alice’s house she’d inherited following Angus’ mysterious death on their wedding night, he’d rather been hoping for some peace and quiet. Clearly that was too much to ask for.

Still, as Dodgy paced a path into the floor, Alfred couldn’t help but feel a little sorry for the poor man. He obviously had no clue of the depth of Alfred’s affections, or rather the lack thereof. Still, it had started rather sweet.

Now, however, he was beginning to get angry.

“Although, of course, there will be a terrible commotion upon our wedding. One can hardly expect to escape it, what with the inevitable problem of my marrying so far below my station, and into your family.”

Alfred felt the last of his resolve melt away, and he stood. “You have forgotten, sir, that I have given no answer.”

Dodgy scoffed, waving away the thought almost lazily. “Of what answer could there be but acceptance?”

“That is a great deal too presumptuous, Mr. Dawkins.” Alfred settled wearily back into his chair, contemplating his next words. “I- I believe the proper etiquette in this situation is to express a sense of obligation for the sentiments avowed, however unequally they are returned. However, I must speak the truth, and I will not perjure myself with half-truths and wily evasions. I have no feelings of the sort towards you that I can accept myself, for various grievances against myself and those I love, and as such I cannot possibly accept your offer.”

Dodgy’s face turned redder at every word, and he took several deep breaths, evidently trying to compose himself. His temper got the better of him, and he wheeled suddenly upon the other boy, anger blazing in his eyes. “You claim I have done wrongs against you? You will throw away a lifetime of happiness for perceived slights of which I have no recollection?”

“So you deny your part in sabotaging my sister’s relationship with Miss Van Eysen?”

“Mamie made the ultimate decision by herself, Mr Hallam. You must realize that her and your sister would make an impossible pairing.”

He snorted. “Oh, so it’s perfectly acceptable for you to marry ‘so far below your station’ but not for them? They love each other, truly, and you’ve somehow persuaded your friend differently, and for that I can never forgive you, even if I do wish to marry you! I can not and I will not!”

And as he stormed away, Alfred thought he could hear a faint aborted sob from behind him. Or perhaps it was just the wind.

[andthoselongeyes]

Clarissa: If I had a terminal illness, I simply wouldn’t die

Clarissa: Rip to Alfred and all, but I’m different

[andthoselongeyes]

it’s crying over alice by heart hours

now, you may be asking, when exactly is crying over alice by heart hours?

well, it’s

always

[andthoselongeyes]

not to be dramatic but i would die for any one of the bunker kids

[andthoselongeyes]

Clarissa, holding an antique bottle: Is this whiskey or perfume?

Harold: *grabs the bottle and chugs the entire thing*

Harold, without missing a beat: It’s perfume

[andthoselongeyes]

abh character sexuality headcanons (i’ll make pride icons too (both with my headcanons and if any of you guys want a certain character with a certain flag)

alice spencer: bisexual

alfred hallam: demisexual, biromantic

tabatha dedwin: lesbian

dodgy dawkins: gay

angus wilkins: pansexual

harold pudding: gay

clarissa van eysen*: bisexual with a lean towards women

nigel: asexual, panromantic

red cross: straight

dr butridge: asexual, aromantic

*i’m not positive that’s clarissa’s last name, but it’s mamie’s last name, so i’ve been using it for clarissa. if anyone knows her actual last name (or if that is it), please tell me!

[andthoselongeyes]

Clarissa: You’re smiling, did something good happen?

Tabatha: Can’t I just smile because I feel like it?

Alice: Dodgy tripped over his cot and fell