i am very proud of it ok

Rhys: [walks into the High Lord Meeting with his wings out]

Everyone:

Mewtwo sprite rating

green - his head is so large but he’s got a good battle stance, his tail is a tad bit too small and akin to a limp noodle 5/10

red/blue - he looks like he’s doing shia labeouf’s “JUST DO IT”. thanks to this mewtwo I am ready for all of life’s challenges 9/10

Yellow - a proud boy, thrusting his pelvis forward for all to see, his tail is very high quality and good as well! 10/10

Gold - very good color and shading, he’s a bit plump but that is ok!! 8/10

Silver - the colors are a bit muted, but I like this one because he looks like he’s plotting something, mischievous as fuck I like it >:3c/10

Crystal - Look at this glorious glowing boy!! Magic Man!!!!! 10/10

Ruby/Sapphire/FR/LG - very determined mewtwo here, he points forward like jotaro kujo. yare/10

Emerald - he shrinks and expands? It looks interesting but the sprite animation is a bit strange 7/10

Diamond/Pearl/Platinum - this boy is aware of his surroundings, and he’s got a top notch tail to boot! 9/10

Heart Gold/Soul Silver - now, here he is! my favorite sprite of him!! he’s doin’ a wicked cool pose plus the colors are fantastic and pleasing to the eye! perfect/10

Black/White - i was always a little bit disappointed that they didn’t animate his heart gold/soul silver sprite, and honestly his animations don’t really fit with him too much, he just sorta bounces ya know? 6/10

X/Y - Now, color wise I do not like this mewtwo very much, way too muted, I prefer the deep purples from generations 5 and 4, but the true beauty comes from him being viewed from the back

look at how LONG that tail is!!! It’s tremendous, the tail I’ve been searching for this whole time! 11/10

pillow fort

yall im so excited for this even tho its 1 am and im tired af

here u go!!!! 

rated: like pg at most its just,,, pure fluff

pairing: markiplier x reader

word count: 814

summary: You and Mark have weekly movie nights. This time, there’s something a bit different going on. 

Originally posted by jiminy-krispies

 You and Mark had weekly movie nights.

 They didn’t consist of much, mostly just the usual popcorn, candy, blankets and a movie (and sometimes cuddling with Chica, if Mark brought her over to your apartment) while the two of you scrolled through your phones, but it meant a lot to you nonetheless. You’d made plenty of memories since meeting him and although you two didn’t exchange too much it still made you happy.

 Currently, you were on your sofa, phone in hand while a blanket was draped over your legs. You and Mark had decided on a cheesy soap opera tonight, and you thought it was funny how cliche these things could get. You hadn’t heard of any real life stories in which the guy last-second got off the plane and missed his flight just to tell the girl how much he loved her.

 Mark was on the opposite side of the couch, the screen of his phone lighting up his face just as yours was. A typical evening for you two.

 “Holy shit, we should make a pillow fort,” Mark suddenly said, and you furrowed your brows before laughing a little bit. “Where did that come from?” You asked in return, and he looked at you, determination in his eyes.

 “They’re so cool. And you have too many blankets anyways. Put them to use!” He exclaimed dramatically, causing you to giggle again.

 “Alright, point taken, let’s do it.”

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Soldier 76, with Junkrat, Lucio, D.Va, and Tracer hanging off him: yeah my kids are ok.  

Ana, petting Pharah’s shoulder: I am very proud of my daughter :) 

Reaper, covered in 2 kick me signs, with his nails painted bright purple, and a mini cowboy hat with the words ‘#1 rootin’ tootin’ dad’ on his head: End me. 

If you should be the last autumn leaf hanging from the tree

I’ll still be here, waiting on the breeze, to bring you down to me.

And if it takes forever, forever it’ll be.

And if it takes forever, forever it’ll be.

darkmagyk  asked:

So, apparently you are the keeper of all of the best crack-y Star Wars AUs that feature Obi-Wan. After the Anakin/Obi-Wan comic, Anakin does decied to leave the order, and so Obi-Wan says "Ok," they pack up there earth tone suitcase, and head straight towards the outer rim. Anakin is really confused the entire way, and they stop at Mandalore of all places, and Obi-Wan just walks into the palace, smiles at the duchess and is all "Honey, I'm home, and I brought us a son."

OH MY GOD. OK OK OK. 

1. I am deeply proud to be considered a leading purveyor of fine Star Wars Crack. As I say in my tumblr description, I take not taking Star Wars seriously very seriously. 

2. Obi-Wan and Satine raising Anakin is amazing?? And hilarious?? I mean OK I would assume that if Anakin actually had left, he’d probably want to go back to his mother but WHATEVER, this is an AU where for whatever reason that’s not an option. Can you even imagine the look on Satine’s face when Obi-Wan shows up there with 12-year-old Anakin? What if this is the version of this AU where Satine and Obi-Wan also had a secret kid before, so Anakin gets a baby brother? Does this make Anakin the son of the Duke of Mandalore???? 

At some point Obi-Wan and Satine retire/abdicate for some reason, leaving Anakin Skywalker The Jedi Chosen One to rule Mandalore. GOD HELP THE GALAXY. 

THIS POST IS NOT MEANT AS A BRAG BUT I'M FUCKING CHUFFED AS HECK SO APOLOGIES BUT I HAVE TO TELL YOU ALL HOW PROUD I AM OF MYSELF AND IT FEELS NICE

Today was my last day of my job, and I am so sad!! Maybe you can make this into less of a braggy wank fest by telling me about the last time you proved yourself!!

For those who didn’t follow my ever so exciting life, for the past 3 months I have been working as the cashier on a TV drama. I was responsible for all the cash that went through the production - all £35k of it! - and keeping track of everyone’s expenses, prop sales and so on. I’ve never done a job this big before, and I was incredibly nervous going into it. I considered turning the job down, as those who saw my initial panic will know, because I felt out of my depth and like I was too inexperienced. I felt like an impostor, basically.

In the first month, the assistant accountant quit, and suddenly the Accounts department consisted of two people: me and the lead accountant. Almost immediately, I was also doing invoices and shit (we accountant sorts call this AP, for Accounts Payable, because acronyms aren’t just cool street slang). Also a pay rise. Solid.

Today, I returned all the leftover cash to the bank and discovered that I’d kept accurate track of the cash to the absolute penny. That’s a fucking miracle; I was doing two jobs, working 6 days a week, 11 hours a day, and I didn’t screw it up. I’d been so nervous going into this job, feeling like I was going to cock it up spectacularly and be fired on day one, and I knocked it out of the goddamn park.

I worked my arse off, got shouted at by a mildly famous actor, drank more Cup-a-Soup than is recommended by any doctor, laughed until I cried about BRENDA THE AGENT WHO IS NOT OK, and it was brutal, and I’ve had no life at all for 3 months (hence my absence on here, although I’m also still lacking a computer) and I feel VERY PROUD AND EMOTIONAL because I’ve had so many people tell me today that I’m underselling myself and could do bigger jobs as a second assistant accountant if I wanted to, and that I am capable and competent, and that they want to work with me again, and omg????? I cried???? So much?????

And now I’m unemployed and what the fuck do I do now with all this free time

Tough Mudder Wager

SUMMARY: Reader wagers with husband, Jensen, for a tropical island vacation.

CHARACTERS: Reader, Jensen, Jared, Gen, Rich, Rob (mentioned), Jason Manns (mentioned), Osric (mentioned)

WARNING: insecure reader, mild language, PDA, fluff

WORD COUNT: 1252

You had no idea what you were getting yourself into, but your husband, Jensen had appealed to your competitive side, and you could not turn down a challenge.

You were also doing this to shed the rest of the baby weight you had gained since giving birth to your second son nearly three months ago.

You had heard of the Tough Mudder obstacle course before. Jensen, Jared, and other cast of Supernatural had done it the year before. You, of course, could not join the group since you were in the middle stages of your pregnancy.

Jensen promised that if you completed the entire course that he would take you on that vacation that you had been begging for since before you got pregnant with Jax, your three month old.

You were also joined by your best friend, Gen Padalecki, Jared’s wife. The two of them had their own running bet for this challenge.

Gen and you decided to take a separate vehicle, because the guys’ truck was full. You sat in the passenger seat, as your phone began sing that familiar jingle you had specifically picked out for when your hubby wanted to FaceTime. You immediately pressed send, and was welcomed by a car full of your husband’s co-workers, and his best friend, Jason Manns.

“Hey, baby,” Jensen greeted you with a smile.

“Hey, handsome.” You smiled back.

“Every one say hi to Y/N.” He then focused his camera to the back part of the truck.

You were greeted with waves from Jason, Rob and Osric, while Rich gave you the “call me” sign.


You giggled softly.

“I am here too.” Gen said from her spot in the driver’s seat, and you turned your camera to her.

The guys gave Gen the same welcome.

“Babe, I hope you are not driving.”

“I’m not.” He said, turning his phone to Jared, who was in the driver’s seat. “Gigantor is.”

Jared turned to look at the camera and gave a wink.

“Jensen that is not nice.” Over hearing, Jensen’s insult, Gen scolded your husband.

You looked at your husband, who looked a bit annoyed and you suppressed a giggle.

“Sorry, Gen.” He apologized.

“Ha!” You could hear Jared scream in the background.

“I got your back, baby.” Gen yelled loud enough so Jared could hear her.

Obviously, Jared heard, because he returned back with a “thank you”. You and Jensen just give each other a look, that told each other you needed new friends.

“Uh, anyway,” Jensen focused his attention back on you. “You ready for this, sweetheart?”

“Can you say tropical island?” You wiggled your eyebrows, and he rolled his eyes. “Don’t roll your eyes at me, Ackles. You made a promise.”

“Don’t get snippy with me, Ackles.” He retorted. “I know what I promised. But you know what you have to do.”

“I know. I got this, baby.” You said, way too overconfident of yourself. You were freaking out on the inside, but you didn’t dare let your husband know.

“Ok, so, we’re almost there. See you soon, sweetheart. Love you.”

“Love you more.”

You blew your husband a kiss, before the call was disconnected.

When you and Gen arrived, it was at the same time as the boys, and she parked the car right next to Jared’s truck.

Before you could unbuckle your seat belt, Jensen was opening your car door. He grabbed your hand, helping you out of the car, wrapping his arms around your waist.

“You ready to do this, baby?” He popped a kiss on my lips.

“Again,” another kiss, “if you can say tropical island.” You booped his nose.

“Shut up.” He kissed you again.

You pulled away from your husband’s beautiful mouth, running your fingers through the hairs on the nape of his neck. “I am getting my vacation whether you like it or not.”

“Uh huh.” He mumbled, moving his lips to your neck.

“Babe,” you mewled as he hit your spot, “we have an audience.”

Jensen stopped his assault and turned to see Jared, Gen, and the guys staring at the two of you.

“Can I help you?” Jensen questioned.

“We’re, you know, just waitin’ on y’all.” Jared said, his arms wrapped around Gen’s shoulders.

“They have rooms, you know.” Rich joked.

“Shut up.” Jensen glared at your friends, before closing your door, and grabbing your hand.


One hour in and you wanted to die. Your entire body felt like it was going to fall apart, and not to mention you were covered in sweat and mud.

In the beginning, everything was exciting, and your adrenaline was pumping. And when the race began, along with everyone else, you took off, prepared to beat everyone there. Of course, that was your head getting you all gassed up. But now, you were trailing behind the guys, as they jogged to the next obstacle course. You had just finished climbing over some kind of weird wooden wall that you’re pretty sure you got splinters from. Gen, the petite thing she was, was up at the front of the pack, along with her equally active husband.

You were internally cringing, because it seemed as if the more you walked, the further your tropical island vacation was slipping from your grasp.

Goodness you were out of shape.

“Hey,” you turned to see Jensen now jogging beside you. He was also covered in mud. “C’mon, baby, you got this.“ He gave your ass a hard smack to get you motivated, and you really just wanted to collapse.

You looked your husband in his beautiful candy apple green eyes, and you poked your bottom lip out, wanting to give up. He then stuck out his hand, and you reluctantly placed yours in his. He gave you a wink and a smirk, and that was the motivation that you needed. The two of you then started jogging to catch up with the rest of the guys.


Two and a half hours later, you crossing the finish line. You were so proud of yourself for making it through till the very end. But you also felt like you were going to collapse at any second.

Your lungs burned, your limps ached, and you had reactivated an injury in your ankle from a previous dancing incident. At that moment, Jensen had piggy backed you to some of the obstacles.

But goddamnit, you made it.

“You did it, sweetheart.” Jensen picked you up, and you wrapped your tired legs around his waist. “I am so fucking proud of you.” He kissed your neck, before putting you down. “How’s your ankle?”

“It’s ok, now.” You shook it out for emphasis, feeling a slight twinge. “But,” you wrapped your arms around his neck, “you know what that means right? Tropical. Island. Vacation.”

Jensen groaned.

You then cupped his jaw in your hands. “Think about it. Me, you, no kids, secluded island…”

He kissed your lips. “I can get into that.”

“We need to get you a speedo.”

He shook his head, mood changing. “I’m not wearing a speedo.”

“Maybe yellow.” You pretended to ignore his remark about not wearing a speedo.

“I told you I am not wearing a speedo.” He repeated, gruffly.

“Maybe with polka dots.” Again you ignored your husband, but you squealed as he pulled you closer, grazing his teeth across your neck.

You were happy because you finished the obstacle course. You were getting your tropical island vacation, and you were going to convince your husband that he was wearing that speedo.

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Happy TDOV! I’m here, look at me!
Ok but seriously, I’m really proud to keep coming into my shifting identities and all the ways they intersect. I am so lucky to be able to be out and visible everyday, and I’m very thankful for that.
So yeah, this is me
In all my trans, latinx, black, white, mixed, neurodivergent, queer, fat, glory.
they/them or ce/cir/cirs
<3

anonymous asked:

talk to me about todae please xx

right SO. a lot of todae action is for the cameras imo, BUT you’re an idiot if you don’t think they have a v special friendship behind the scenes uwu

  • when daesung first joined YG seunghyun tried to make him feel comfortable by telling him ‘don’t treat me like a hyung’. daesung then goes on to tell his parents that seunghyun is a Good Kid™
  • in 2008 seunghyun went on family outing as a shy little bean, but it’s clear that daesung was looking out for him and trying to push him out of his shell? there’s a bit where seunghyun was alone w/ YJS and another MC and there was no need for daesung to come out - he couldve stayed and gotten more sleep - but he came out into the cold and sat w/ seunghyun 
  • on weekly idol this year we have seunghyun talking about how daesung will turn up at his house if he’s feeling miserable because he’s worried about seunghyun being alone. 
  • the amount of HAND HOLDING they do is adorable and precious 
  • the premier for the commitment (seunghyun’s film) had daesung yelling his support out loud and proud 
  • seunghyun using his 2 hour break during military service to call daesung on his b day
  • this analysis of daesung the introvert having his energy sapped by bigbang, but seunghyun still being the one that he has a little bit more time for 
  • ok but
  • “his heart is very delicate…he really is pure like a baby, he’s very straightforward about his feelings. on the other hand the members always tell me that i am a cold person. that’s why im being positively influenced by TOP and i want to influence him positively as well…”
  • MCs told a story of wanting to talk to daesung in an airport several years ago, but seunghyun came to protect him because he was worried about them lmao
  • seungri’s opinion on todae…they’re cute when they whisper and seunghyun pats daesung on the head when they meet 
  • in conclusion they’re actually best buds

i had to get home before i conveyed the following exchange & praise be that i didn’t end up in jail because of low blood sugar & racism

man in waiting room: ok, i HAVE to read your tshirt
me, against my better judgement, obliging, not like exposing my whole chest for him but reading it out loud instead: it’s a nicki minaj quote. “you can be the king but..”
man, interrupting me: “oh, man, what’s a pretty girl like you doing listening to that rap crap? i mean…”
me:
me:
still me:
me, finally: wow, you’re vile AND racist, just like i had predicted!

luckily, i was finished & i walked out, but the receptionist gave me a thumbs up in solidarity

A Trolls Fanfiction: “The Wedding Night”

Warning: This is Smut (R-18), so if you don’t like it don’t read it!

Couple: Branch x Poppy.

Summary: After the movie’s events, Branch marries Poppy and he’s coronated King of the Trolls in front of his people. The reign is in good hands now, with a good Queen and good King. But after the cerimony and the party, the two have to consummate their marriage and… Branch’s innate nervousness takes over.

The Wedding Night:


“Our new King!” with an happy shout Peppy, the ex-ruler of the Trolls’ kingdom and Poppy’s father, placed a crown made of leaves and wood on Branch’s head, looking at his jubilant subjects: everyone was happy for the couple, finally able to marry after a long year. Then Peppy turned to the blue Troll and said with a low but soft voice: “Congratulations, my boy. I’m happy to see that my daughter has found a companion like you, brave and loyal. I know for sure that our people will be safe under your rule.”.

“Thank you, sir. I-…” Branch kindly replied, a little bit tense, stopping after a few seconds.He looked back at Poppy and smiled. “… WE’ll do our best for the sake of the kingdom.”.

“I know you will, you are always so well prepared.” Peppy said, cheerful and playful, placing a warm hand on the shoulder of his pink daughter. “And after all, we all wouldn’t be here if it wasn’t for you two. I own you my life and my respect.”.

“Thanks, but if it wasn’t for Poppy I wouldn’t be who I am today, I would still be the grey, grumpy Troll that I was. Poppy is the one who saved us all. Who saved me.” Branch said sincerely, never taking his light blue eyes off his beautiful and excited bride.

Poppy, moved by his words, took a step forward and grabbed his husband’s hands. With a warm tone, she proposed: “Would you like to announce the wedding party with me now?”.

“Of course I would.” he happily agreed, tightening the grip on her smaller hands and looking at her with anticipation.

“Then let’s get this party started!” she suddenly screamed, almost giving him an heart attack, taking out her bell and starting to ring it while singing a song. “Come on everybody, to the dancefloor!”.

Branch laughed silently and just rolled his light blue eyes. “She’ll never change.”.


After the party, that lasted five hours or more, their friends approached them with big smiles and open arms.

“Branch! Congratulations and felicitations, buddy!” Cooper jumped in front of them, smiling and hugging him tightly with his four, cerulean blue arms. The blue Troll just reciprocated, he got used to their acts of affection. “Look at you, married with Poppy and King of the Trolls. They grow up so fast!”.

“We are happy for you, man! The party was great!” Guy Diamond sang with his autotune voice, patting his friend’s back. “And I am so, so proud!” Smidge nodded, with her manly and scary voice.

“We couldn’t ask for better rulers.” Biggie shyly said, holding his pet worm (who had an elegant black smoking on), Mr. Dinkles, in his fat hands. “Look! Mr. Dinkles is excited for you, too!”.

“Congratulations, Branch!” the two Fashionistas, Satin and Chenille, echoed, looking at their new King. “But Branch, listen to us, you should really upgrade your wardrobe! We’ll make some new clothes for you, ok?”.

“It’s not necessary girls, I like my clothes, thanks you very much anywa-” the blue Troll started, feeling a bit uneasy, but suddenly, Cooper interrupted them with a shout.

“Group hug, I think it’s time for a Group hug!” the giraffe Troll demanded, opening his arms. “And I wanna hear a big “Hooray!” for our Poppy and our Branch! HIP HIP, HOORAY!”.

“Aw. Thank you so much for being here, guys!” Poppy smiled happily, glad to have their friends always by their side.

“Don’t mention it, Poppy! We are just so happy for you two.” Cooper nodded, than suggested with a yawn: “Anyways, I think it’s time for us to go now, it’s getting darker out here and I’m really, really tired.”.

“Thanks again for coming, guys. We are leaving too, I think that me and Poppy have a lot to discuss tonight.” Branch smiled, putting an arm on his wife’s shoulders.


“Oh, I see, and a lot of things to “do”!” Satin laughed, winking at her twin and friends; Chenille just punched her and snickered, saying: “What a pervert, sister.”. Everybody snickered!

“What do you mean? What’s so funny?” Branch asked, a bit irritated, tilting his head to the left side.

They just replied with smirks and grins: “Oh, you know exactly what we mean, Branchie!”.

“No, I don’t get it, I don’t get it at all.” he shook his head, looking at the pink Queen with anger and suspect. “What’s going on, Poppy? Why are they laughing at me?”.

“Guys please, cut it out…” Poppy whispered, trying to make them stop, reading the blue Troll’s mind. He was getting mad, that wasn’t a good sign. “It’s nothing Branch, they are just playing around with us about… uh, about our… you know…”.

“No, I don’t!”.

“Come on buddy, we are talking about tonight, your first nigh!” Guy Diamond said, like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “We all know what you’re gonna do, so we were kidding… don’t be angry.”.

“Treat her well and don’t hurt her, or I’ll punch you in the nose tomorrow morning!” Smidge threatened him, cracking her knuckles, but then she smiled in a disturbing way. “So be careful, my good friend!”.

“Be very gentle.” Biggie suggested, blushing a little and covering Mr. Dinkles “hears”. “And caring. And sweet. A real gentleman!”.

“But not too much, or she’ll get bored.” Chenille added, crossing her arms. “And if the baby will be a girl, I wanna be her godmother.”.

“No, I wanna be her godmother!”.

“Me!”.

“No, me!”.

“If it’s a boy, can I be his godfather?”.


Poppy felt Branch trembling next to her, his face dark and pissed. He was on the edge of exploding. “That’s none of your buisness, you-!”.

“Ok, ok everybody, time to go to bed! We are tired, and we are a little stressed right now, sooo…” she sang happily, grabbing her husband’s arm and taking him away from them, to their private room. “Goodnight and sweet dreams, see you tomorrow people!”.

“Goodnight, lovebirds! Good luck for tonight, have fun!” they replied with inappropriate voices. “And go Branch, Branch for the win! Branch, Branch, Branch, Branch, Branch is our man!”.

“I’m gonna kill those nosy-!” he started, embarassed and angry, growling a little and blushing deeply.

“Just. Keep. Walking. Ignore them.” Poppy scolded him, still holding Branch’s arm with a deadly grip. He was incorrigible. “They are just having fun, leave them be. We are almost there, by the way.”.


Inside their room:

“Are you ok, Branch? You looked tense today. Like, REALLY tense, more than usual.” Poppy noticed with concern, tilting her head to her left side. She looked in the boy’s worried eyes, and she got her answer. “You definitely are, I can see it. What’s wrong?”.

Taken by surprise, Branch studdered a quick and unconvincingly answer. “No, no, no. I’m totally fine, don’t worry about me.”.

But Poppy didn’t fall for it, she knew that something was off with him. “No, you are not fine, and don’t try to fool me. I know you, better than you think and please, I want to know what’s-” she suddenly stopped, realizing what was going on. “Branch… are you… nervous about this night, am I right? That’s why you got mad with our friends.”.

“Me!? Nervous? Pff, no!” he laughed hysterically, showing his true emotions by doing so. Damn, better admit it then. “I-I mean… maybe a little bit, ok? But don’t get me wrong, I really want to do this with you, ‘cause I love you. It’s not a big deal after all, is it? It’s just reproduction. No, no! I didn’t mean that we are going to do that JUST for reproduction, but… Ugh, I’m making this situation more uncomfortable than it should be, am I?”.

“Ahahah yes, you are!” she said, amused by her sweet and shy husband (wow, it was strange and unusual for her to call him “husband”), kissing his cheek and trying to calm him down. “It’s ok, I’m nervous too, but I’m sure we can do it. We’ll start slowly, ok?”.

“O-ok.” Branch finally whispered, regaining a bit of his confidence thanks to her words. “So when… How do we-?”.

“Let’s just start with a simple kiss, shall we? No worries Branch, not tonight.” she smiled jokingly, taking a step forward, closing her bright pink eyes and pressing her lips against his.


The boy closed his eyes as well and began returning the kiss, that slowly became more and more passionate and, after just a few seconds, he felt Poppy’s tongue pushing kindly against his semi-closed mouth. With a smile, he parted his lips and obligated, their wet tongues swirled against each other in a fascinating and heated dance.

Acting on instinct and carried away by the moment, Branch bit gently on the Queen’s lips and pulled, but she let out a loud yelp mixed with a surprised moan. The blue Troll pulled away instantly when he heard the strange sound, concerned. Bad start.

“Are you ok, Poppy? I’m sorry if I hurt you or if I messed up, I was-” he asked frantically, afraid that he might have ruined the moment, before being interrupted by the girl.

“No, no, no, you misunderstood! It was a good sound, I liked what you did back there and that’s why I couldn’t help myself.” she panted, already excited, looking at her handsome companion with veiled desire. “Let’s just take off our clothes and take this to the bed.”.

After a moment of silence, he said: “You are really something else, Poppy. Always full of surprises.”.

She chukled and replied at the compliment with a lustful tone: “And that’s why you fell in love with me and married me, sir.”.

“You can bet on it.” Branch grinned and winked, enjoying the little flirt game they were having. Everything felt more normal and natural. “Now, where were we?”.


[WARNING: LEMON STARTS HERE]:

The bed placed in the middle of the lavish bedroom was comfortable and wide; in fact, Branch though he never slept in a better bed than that one. It was green, pink and blue, made with the softest leaves, wool and bright fabric.

The couple laid down on it, and the girl kissed her husband’s lips again, with the same passion as before. But this time, Branch knew exactly what to do: with trembling arms, he slowly lifted Poppy’s blue dress, and his hands started to roam on her slim body, exploring it with curiosity and interest. He traced and kissed the curve of her hips, the lenght of her legs and her neck, until he found his way to her round and compact built breasts. She let out a content and silent sigh, relaxing under his unfamiliar but reassuring touch. “Don’t stop, go on, it’s okay.”.

Branch wasn’t going to stop, anyway. He gave them a little squeeze, then he used his thumbs to stimulate her erect nipples with circular movements, sometimes giving them a suck. Her sweet sounds encouraged him a lot, so he added more pressure on her glands.

“U-uhh…” the always-happy pink Troll moaned, closing her eyes and breathing heavily as she laid her head on the soft pillow, to fully enjoy the moment. “T-that feels good…” she admitted with a trembling voice, shooting a glance at her  kinda smug partner.

“Glad to hear that you’re having a good time.” Branch replied, keeping up the work with his thumbs while gently lowering his head to her private area, still hidden by her white underwear. “But I’d like to turn that “good” into a “great”, now.” he grinned, removing her slip with a fast movement and starting to stimulate her already wet nudity with his tongue. “I hope this works.” he thought.

Oh, and it did. Poppy’s smaller body shook with great joy as pleasure shot up her spine, making her moan very loudly and grasp the sheets. The Queen let out a particularly excited sound when her husband found her clit and gave it an enthusiastic lick, while using two fingers to penetrate her tight and warm canal, in and out, in and out.

“B-Branch, a-ahh… it feels so, so amazing, don’t s-stop! A-ahh, I’m gonna-!” Poppy cried out, feeling very close to an orgasm, her first one with someone. His mouth on her sensitive nub, his fingers moving inside her, his kisses, his licks, his breath: she just couldn’t hold it in any longer. “A-Ahh, Branch!” she finally screamed, her whole body shook with ecstasy as she came.


“Well… That was kinda fast. One-nil, I could say.” Branch joked, proud of himself, sitting on the bed and looking at his tired but satisfied wife, who was still panting to get her breath back, naked, legs spread and red, freckled cheeks. “Is everything ok? Did you like it?”.

She didn’t answer immediately; she just huffed, got up and approached Branch, then she smirked at him and declared with husky voice: “Oh, I did. Your turn to have fun and my turn to score points, now.”.

“What are you doi-? A-ah no, w-wait!” he whined helplessly on his knees, feeling Poppy’s right hand suddenly grab the base of his light blue, half-fully erect manhood. She snickered, and after a brief moment she started to energetically pump it, taking his trousers and pants off with her other hand. “I-I… u-uhh…”.

The ex Princess analyzed the length in her grip for a moment: it was warm to the touch, hard, smooth except where some visible veins were and the tip was a bit darker than the base.

Imitating Branch’s previous actions, Poppy bent down and kissed the head of the hard organ in front of her, then she gave it a firm lick, from the bottom to the top, listening to his quiet moans and grunts. He needed more. After a moment of hesitation, the pink Queen took the dick into her mouth and bobbed her head, licking and sucking the tip with increasing force, until…

“Mmmfh!” Branch shouted, thrusting his pelvis back and forth as he came inside her mouth, without warning. When he slowly came back from his climax, he realized what he did and gave her a mortified look. “Uh. I’m very, very sorry… I should probably warn you, next time.”.

“It’s ok, I don’t mind. And anyway… look who’s fast now. One each.” she winked, swallowing the rest of the semen still inside her mouth, tasting and teasing him. “And I’m glad you enjoyed it, because I surely did.”.

Branch panted and laughed nervously, rubbing his blue neck with an hand, then he asked: “So… what happens now?”.


“First of all, you’ll take off that nice shirt of yours.” the Queen quickly responded, smiling to hide her increasing anxiety. She was very nervous, too: after all, that was their first time together.

The blue Troll nodded and obligated, slowly and shyly removing the elegant fabric from his quite chubby body. They were fully naked in front of each other now, and Branch couldn’t help but blush when he looked at her beautiful face, her slim body, her bright eyes, her cute smile, her curved hips, her round breast and her… vital regions.  “You are the most beautiful Troll I’ve ever laid my eyes on, Poppy.” he admitted, fascinated and enchanted. “I can’t say how much you mean to me.”.

The pink girl got close and hugged him tightly, touched, and whispered in his pointy hears: “You too Branch, but I think that I might show you how much I love you. In fact…” she started, grabbing him by the shoulders and laying him down, above her, between her legs. “… I wanna make love to you right now. And I can see that he’s ready, too.” she purred, pointing at his hard and dripping cock.

Branch gulped. “Sure you want this? Totally sure?” he asked for the last time, supporting his weight with his elbows. When he got a “I’m entirely sure.”, he took hold of his thick organ and rubbed it against her wet opening, loving the sensation. “S-so, can I…?”.

“Yes. I can’t wait any longer!” she nodded feverishly, spreading her legs a bit more to show him that she was more than ready.

In that moment, after taking a deep breath, Branch started to lovingly push himself inside her warm and welcoming body.


The blue Troll’s hard rod easily passed her first ring of muscles, but when he tried to go just a little deeper he met a bit of resistance and heard a tiny and uncomfortable wail from his companion. He stopped and asked: “Does it hurt so bad, Poppy!? D-do you want me to pull out? I can do that, I suppose, if you just ask-”.

“Wait, wait, wait, no! It hurts, but just a little, not that much.” she quickly replied, trembling in his arms and trying to relax her smaller body. It didn’t hurt that bad at all, it was just strange to be stretched like that, and she was a little scared. But his familiar smell, his comforting weight on her and his caring (and worried as usual) voice helped the Queen a lot. “It’s not your fault, and you are the one who should calm down!” she chuckled.

“Eh. I suppose I am…” he cooed, nuzzling the pink Troll’s face and kissing her neck, cheeks and lips lightly. She sighed, closing her eyes, and caressed his back to show her appreciation. “Then I’m… I’m gonna push again when you’re ready, ok?”. She simply nodded and waited for him.

When the boy felt her muscles slowly loosening, he took courage and thrusted his hips forward (earning another soft whimper followed by a yelp), sinking into her body; now he was completely inside of her. “That’s i-it. How is it?” he eagerly asked, panting and feeling his own heart beating faster and faster inside his ribcage: being inside her was amazing, she was soft, warm and scented, and he felt closer to her than ever. He could even feel her fast heartbeat through her inner walls.

“It still feels strange.” she admitted, re-opening her pink eyes to take a look at his concerned face. He was going to say something, but she “read his mind” and interrupted: “And yes, I’m sure, yes, I can handle this, and yes again, you can start moving now.” she sang. “I mean, you’ve been here, fixed inside of me, for ten minutes or more!”.


“Ok, ok, no need to remind me this! Ugh… ok Poppy, you won. But tell me if I hurt you too much, and don’t try to hold back.” Branch requested, huffing a little and blushing a lot. But after a few seconds, his face softened: “I know you very well, too.”.

“Pff, I know you do, smartie.” she smirked, fooling around while shifting between the sheets to get more comfortable. When she found a good position, she nodded: “I’m ready now.”.

The blue Troll nodded and gave a first, experimental thrust, then another one. Her inner walls were wet and so tight, they squeezed Branch’s thick lenght in a pleasurable and intimate grip. He started to pant softly against her neck, keeping up the movements of his chubby hips, that became a little faster and harder.

“B-Branch…” she moaned, starting to feel pleasure as well. Her husband’s manhood hit a particular spot hidden inside her, a spot she didn’t know existed. “That feels s-so good! Right there, hit me there again please! Ahhh…”.

“M-Mhh…!”, he groaned in response, angled his thrusts and tried to hit that place again; after a few failed attempts, he heard Poppy squeal loudly. “Got it!”, he though with triumph. Her insides, as if they wanted to thank him, contracted around his sensitive organ everytime he hit it. “This f-feels so amazing…”.

The pink Queen started to meet his strong pushes, moving her hips against Branch’s and earning more stimulation in her groin area. The blue Troll’s hands started to explore and roam her body again, but with more passion and hunger than before, touching and nibbling her nipples with his teeth and caressing everywhere. He focused on her clit, rubbing it with three fingers, coated with his spit.

“D-don’t stop! Faster!” Poppy cried, breathless, gripping his back and scratching it on instinct. She just had to hold on something, and he didn’t mind at all the cuts. The pain and the smell of blood got him more excited and he sped up, groaning, grunting and sometimes moaning her name.

Their hair tied together as they joined their hands tightly, forehead against forehead.


They both were close, really close.

She felt her stomach tightening and aching for the incoming climax, and Branch’s rod swelling and dripping with anticipation inside her. He was ready, too.

“I’m gonna… I’m gonna-!” he grunted, with his light blue eyes closed and sweaty temples. He was trembling, his pelvis moved back and forth with incredible speed as he put part of his weight down on her, pressing until she could’t breathe.

“M-me too, just keep going!” she replied with a shaky shout, feeling more than ready to come, feeling an orgasm coming and reaching her. And with a last, strong and firm thrust, they both finished. “BRANCH!” Poppy screamed on top of her lungs, arching her back and coming, her already tight walls clenched on the hard muscle.

“Poppy!” Branch panted, cumming deeply inside of her with a low grunt. He instinctively continued to give small and slow thrusts, riding out both of their orgasms, making them last as long as possible and pushing his seed a little deeper.

The Queen groaned when she felt her husband’s warm cum coating her insides and, when he reluctantly pulled out after his peack, she felt some of it pouring out.

The pink, always-happy Troll regained her energy pretty soon though, in fact she spoke first: “That was awsome, Branch.” she complimented, wheezing and puffing.

“Mhn, awsome indeed.” Branch yawned, tired but completely satisfied, then he got closer to his energetic wife and laid beside her. He took her hands and caressed them. “Thank you.”.

“Thanks? For what?” the ex Princess lazily asked, enjoying the cuddles and reciprocating them.

“For not giving up on me when I was the grey, grumpy Troll that everyone avoided and despised. For giving me a real home, a lot of friends and a purpose in life. For teaching me that life is for living. For loving me and marrying me. Thanks for being you, Poppy.” Branch said with sincerity, looking her in the eyes. “I love you.”.

The Queen smiled. “I’m the one that wouldn’t be here, if it wasn’t for you. You were strange and sometimes boring indeed, but you taught me that life can be complicated, a lot more complicated, but you also said that you’ll always be there for me: you kept your promise, and I’ll always be there for you as well. I fell in love with that grey, grumpy Troll, I fell in love with you before you got your colors back.” she smiled, nuzzling his neck. “I love you too, Branch, so much.”.

Their lips joined in a tender and deep kiss, as they relaxed under each other’s touch.

When they pulled away, the blue Troll joked with a tired voice: “The match is officially over, I guess. I’d say we’re even. Two points each.”.

“I wouldn’t say the match is officially over… actually, I still have some energy.” Poppy winked, getting up and laying on him. She looked at her husband with lust and desire: “So… round two?”.


“What!? No!'” he shouted, with his light blue eyes wide open and shaking his head. “Come on Poppy, get off me, I’m too tired for another round.” Branch complained, shaking her off his body and gripping a pillow and a soft blanket. “Goodnight!”.

“Oh come on, it will be fun, I promise! You can just lay there and relax while I do all the job, I’ll ride you!” she hopeful proposed, trying to convince him. “So… What do you say?”.

“As if I could relax in a situation like that!” Branch replied, crossing his arms and huffing. After a few seconds a funny idea came to his mind. “You want me? You have to free yourself and catch me, first!” he laughed, pinning her down with the weight of his chubby, blue body. He lazily lied on her. “What are you gonna do now? ?cause I think I’ll sleep on you.”.

Taken by surprise, she couldn’t stop him in time. She tried to escape from his solid grip, but he was way too heavy. Her body was smaller, slimmer and lighter, so much lighter than Branch’s. “Well, I think I’m gonna say that you need to eat less.” she played around, touching his fat belly and starting to rub it. “You almost crushed me, down there!”.

The more she rubbed it, the more he laughed, harder and harder, trying to get away from her touch. “No, stop it! Ahahahah!” the blue Troll said between cackles, falling backwards and squirming. “No, no! I’m seriou- mpppffffhh, ahahahah! Stop, please!”.

“Didn’t know you were that ticklish!” Poppy said, really amused, rubbing his belly faster and taking her revenge. “You give up?” she asked, without mercy. “I won’t stop until you say “I give up.”, it’s your choice mister, I could do this all night!”.

“Please, ahahaha! Make it stop!” Branch begged loudly, laughing to the point of tears. He couldn’t move a muscle to escape, so he took a decision. “Poppy, pfffffff, please! I give up! I give up, ok!? You won, now stop it!”.


“That’s my boy! Was it so difficult?” the pink girl sang happily, then she stopped the torture and sit. “What did I win?”.

“A revenge in the morning. Watch your back.” the blue Troll just smirked, defeated. “But I guess you can choose your price, now. What do you want from me?”.

“You know exactly what I want.” Poppy winked and gently patted his back, sweaty and still a bit bloody for the scratches, but he seemed ok with it. “I didn’t know he liked it a bit rought.”

“Ugh, fine, but as you said before, you’ll be on top. I’m still tired, you know.” he smiled sweetly, looking her in the eyes and pressing his forehead against hers.  “What am I gonna do with you?”.

“I don’t know. But I know that you’ll have to love me and put up with me for a looooong time.” she replied, smiling as well and pushing him down with her hands.  

“Oh, I’m sure I can do that.”.


THE END.


I finished it. I just finished it! I can’t believe it, it took me two whole weeks! I really hope you liked it, even if it’s… kinda strange, after all this is a kid’s movie. Oh well, it’s too late. I feel so dirty, omg.

Anyways, that was one of my first Lemons, so I don’t know if you’ll find it good. I tried at least!

I’m a Italian girl, so I’m so sorry if there are many mistakes or grammar errors. Have mercy and forgive my sins.

I wrote it because I liked this movie, the couple and their personality, and because me and my best friend, @princess-kurama, made a bet: now that I did a lemon about Trolls, you know what you have to do, lady! :* 

Thanks for reading!

A love letter.

Hello everyone! It’s OK if you don’t want to read this long post, but trust me, you might want to. This is a love letter! But it’s not just any love letter, it’s a love letter dedicated to those Who feel that they haven’t tried hard enough. Listen, if you run a role-play blog, or a ask blog, or any blog in general really, I’m so proud of you. Now I know what you’re thinking “Oh God it’s another one of these post that try to be motivational-” well guess what! I am simply a female freshman that is trying their best OK! What I want to say is, I’m proud of you. I know that might not mean a lot to you coming from someone as young as me, but I am proud of you. You might be confused as to why, and that’s understandable. Trust me, I was confused when someone told me they were proud of me, because I felt like my art was stupid and I was stupid, which maybe I am but still. If you are running a role-play and or ask blog, I’m very proud that you made it this far! Yes, you might get some hate, but that doesn’t mean you’ve done anything wrong. That doesn’t mean that what you’re doing is useless, that doesn’t mean you are worthless. People might tell you these things, and try to convince that you are what they say, but you are not. Do you know what you do when you post art? Or when you post something you’ve written? You make history! You form a path for others to walk on, others of the later generations who look up to you. Yes your art may not get re-blogs, yes your art may not get likes, but that doesn’t matter. What matters is that you try your hardest, that you are willing to post. And it’s OK if you are not, it’s OK to go even years on end without posting, because what’s most important when it comes to running a blog is happiness. If you are unhappy with your work, then find a reason to be, because I swear to you on my life that there is someone out there who loves and appreciates you and what you create. It’s OK if you want to delete your blog because you are unhappy, or what people are saying to you get to you, and that you feel your art isn’t getting enough attention, that’s OK. Just know that there are people out there who love you, people out there who would be so distraught and hurt if you left them permanently. I want to tell you I love you. That I’m proud, that everyone that follows you is proud. It doesn’t matter if you just started out, it doesn’t matter if you have only three or ten followers. Because what matters is that you were willing to try, that you were willing share your art, your creations. You are the hand of God to your work, you are the hand of God in your life, you have power. You have control. And know that you are loved.

How would BTS react when you're worried that they would leave you because they're so famous now

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Seokjin

Your boyfriend just came back from the very successful Music Awards. You couldn’t attend them, but watched them trough TV. The boys looked really fine and mostly your beautiful boyfriend Kim Seokjin.
But as you were reading all the Twitter comments you became worried. BTS was so famous and successful now and they would grow in the future. How could you fit in Jin’s life?

“Jagi… Why would you even think that?” He would ask you calmly but still worried because he would see the tears strolling down your cheeks. You told him about your worries when you two were eating and he talked nonstop about the BBMA’s.

“B-because… There so many cute girl out there, Seokjin, and they love you. I m-mean I saw the BBMA’s and you were so handsome and here I am, just me!”

Jin would look a little bit helpless at first but soon would hug you and tell you how much he loves you.

“Jagi, you’re the only one for me. I don’t care about the other ones! We’re together for 2 years now. Nothing changed my feelings for you and never will. Don’t worry.”  

Yoongi

Yoongi and you were a couple way before BTS debuted, so you know each other like the apple of your eye. He wasn’t a man of big words but you knew his words would always have a big meaning behind them.

When you would tell him your worries about, that he received so much fame and maybe you were a distraction for him, Yoongi just snorted and muted the movie that you two were watching.

“What the hell are you talking about, Y/N? Are you kidding?”

“I’m serious… I just think…”

“You think I would leave you because the band is so popular now?”

“Yeah?”

“We’ve been together for years now and last week we talked about names for our future kids. So whats that with your worries?”

“Maybe you’re right…”

“Of course I am. Now shut up and come here. I wanna cuddle.”

You smiled at your sleepy boyfriend and asked yourself why you’d ever think that Yoongi would leave you. You two were the most badass couple.

Hoseok

Hobi was the nicest human you’d ever get to know. He was kind, funny and a pure sunshine. Everyone knew about your relationship and the fans liked you very much. Together with BTS you joined their visit for the BBMA’s but you kept in the background because you didn’t want to distract Hobi on this important evening.

He smiled and cheered for the camera and you were so happy for the boys wen they won the Award. As Namjoon held the speech upon the stage, your sight were focused on Hoseok. He looked at the Award and smiled so brightly, it must have hurt his cheeks.

BTS deserved the world and especially Hoseok,  your favourite human on earth, deserved way better than just a simple relationship. You both talked about marriage and Hobi liked the idea about a family in the future. But the word ‘future’ was a stretchy term.

“Wow! This was just so crazy!” He began when you two were finally in your hotel room. “Did you hear all those screams, Y/N? The fans were so crazy omg I love them! And the award… It was just so amazing and… Y/N? Are you crying?”

With three long steps he stood in front of you and caressed your cheeks. You didn’t noticed the tears.

“What? Oh no, no. It’s okay…” You began but Hobi shook his head.

“Y/N, tell me whats wrong! Did something happen tonight?”

“No, it’s just… I’m so proud of you guys, you worked so hard but… Hobi, you’re a real star now, I mean… This is your life and I’m not an idol, I’m just me!”

“Babe. The stage is not my life. You’re my life! Are you afraid I would leave ya?”

You nodded and he hugged you real tight.

“Stop worrying about those things. I would never leave you. I mean, I love your personality and I want that our future kids will have the same as you!” He smiled brightly and you couldn’t other than laugh with him.  

Namjoon

“I’m proud of y'all, Baby.” You said to your boyfriend trough phone.

“Was my english ok? I was so nervous, gosh…”

“You did great, Joonie. And y'all looked very handsome.”

“Thanks Jagi. The boys are super hyped now haha, we’re celebrating a little bit with Paul Logan and some other guys.” He sounded like a proud kid and you were really happy for them.

“Ah, I see. Enjoy it then!”

“Thanks, Babe. Everything ok at your place?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m fine, Joon.”

“Seriously? You sound a little bit distracted.”

“No, I’m good. There’s just…” You stopped and took a deep breath before you spoke. “We’re good, are we? I mean, you aren’t going to leave me, am I right?”

“What the… Babe, why are you asking this?” He sounded worried and you felt bad now.

“Because you’re so famous now and I’m just worried and I miss you…”

“Y/N, listen to me: I’m not gonna leave you, u hear me? Never. I love you and I miss you too. Now go to sleep and in 24 hours I’m next by your side.”

“Ok.” You smiled. “I love you too, Joonie.”

“Goodnight, Babe.”  

Jimin

Jimin was a very soft and kind human. On stage he was the sexy dance beast but when he was home with you, he was a cute ball of fluff. He could be very manly and a full grown up, but he knew he never had to change in front of you. When Jimin was with you, he could be yourself and he loved it.

“Jagi? Did you saw my grey hoodie?” He called through your shared apartment.

“In the bathroom, Baby.” You called back. You were standing in the kitchen and making him breakfast, but this morning your thoughts just wandered.

“Uhm… Y/N? Are you okay?” He asked when he joined the kitchen and pointed at your hand. You were smearing his bread with butter but the problem was, there was no butter on the knife nor the bread.
You looked down and sighed.

“Baby, is everything alright? Since I’m back from the Music Awards you seem so distracted… Did something happened when I was away?”

“No. I’m fine, Jagi.” You answered. “I was just thinking how much you achieved the last years… I remember when we got to know each other and you asked me for a date…”

Jimin began to smile.
“Yeah. I was so nervous that you would say No. And now we’re celebrating our third anniversary this year. Time flies by, huh?”

“Hmm…” You hummed quietly. “Jimin? Would you ever leave me when things get much more stressful than now? You guy’s are so successful and famous…”

“Of course not! Never would I leave you for that, Honey! Please don’t worry about this! The last three years with you, were the best in my life! You were there for me in good but also rough times, why would I throw this wonderful thing between us away? I love you, Y/N.”

He kissed your forehead and you smiled.

Taehyung

Taehyung and you were called the ‘Chaos-Couple’ by the other boys. You two were funny, loud, overly excited about everything and perfect for each other.

You knew Tae since he was 8. You two were neighbours, best friends and later attended the same school. Only difference was that Tae was two years older than you. When he was 13 he asked you to be his girlfriend and you said ‘Yes’.  Since this day you were a couple and inseparable.

Taehyung was your big and true love and he thought the same about you. Since the first day of your relationship, you two talked about marriage, kids and the future. There was no such a thing as secrets or mistrust between you two. So when you became a little bit worried about all this fame and stuff, you just told him right ahead.

Tae wasn’t angry with you or something like that, he understood your fear and hugged you.  

“Jagi, I’m in love with you since I’m a kid and this love never changed just a little bit throughout these years. Don’t worry about this. I love you and I want to make you Mrs. Kim in the future!”

Jungkook

“Hey Seagull-Boy.” You greeted your boyfriend with a big smile on the door. Kookie smiled back and ruffled your hair before he leaned down and kissed you.

“Hey, Nerd-Face. I missed you.”

“I missed you too. Tell me everything about the BBMA’s, I just ordered food for us.”

“Didn’t you watched them online?” He asked and you nodded.

“I did. You guys were amazing and Namjoon did a good job as leader.”

“Yah, he really did. Hey, what did you thought about my hair? Weren’t they just amazing?”

“It was ok.” You smiled and Jungkook gasped.

“Okay? OKAY? Yah! You little punk! I looked fine as hell! All those girls were starring at me!”

“Don’t push your ego too high, Captain Seagull. They were looking at Jin and you know it. The third guy from the left slayed the evening.” You began to laugh when you saw Kookies face.

“I can’t believe you! I told you all those girls were looking at me and you didn’t even got a little bit jealous?” He asked and pouted.

“Why should I? We both know I’m the only one who bear with your arrogant ass.”

Kookie laughed and hugged you from behind when you walked into the living room.

“Yah… This kid.” He sighed and you just melted into his hug. You really missed him and closed your eyes when you mumbled quietly:

“But seriously… You wouldn’t leave me just because your so famous now and all those girls looking at you?”

“Awwwww… Is little Miss-Grumpy-Head a bit jealous after all?”

“Shut up…” You mumbled back and Kookie laughed before he kissed your hair and hugged you tighter.

“Never, Y/N. Never.”

“I love you.” You whispered and he hummed in return.

“Love you too, Munchkin.”

huntress-earthtwo  asked:

Ok! So hc time! When Eliza finally died, Alexander waiting for her on the other side, maybe like helpless age. And he just kisses her and hugs her then, 'Damnit Eliza!' And she is very confused, 'When I said to you to take your time, I didn't need 50 years! God I missed you so much, we missed you so much.'

She just kisses him, and laughs quietly, ‘I missed you too,’ She starts crying and he starts crying, 'Hey, I’m proud of you. I really am. You’ve accomplished so much, Betsy. You’ve change the world, you’ve made it better. I’m so happy i even got the chance to meet you. I love you, okay? I love so fucking much.’ Then eliza goes, 'i love you too.’ 'Hey let’s go.’ 'Where?’ 'Lets go home. Lets see our family. Ok now i need fanart of this send help.

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everyone is crying

including me