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kiestu:

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I couldn’t stop thinking about this

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spirit-ella replied to your post “Modern AU. Hans tries to stop elsa from spending the night because he wears footie pajamas and sleeps with a teddy bear.”

I can’t with your fics anymore, Sam. They’re just too perfect. Kudos to you, lots of kudos to you!!!


You’re making me blush! I don’t deserve you, Ceci, you’re too kind ♥ ♥ ♥

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Anonymous said: Modern AU. Hans tries to stop elsa from spending the night because he wears footie pajamas and sleeps with a teddy bear.

They had been going out for quite some time now, and she was developing real feelings for him and she could tell he was falling for her as well, but strangely enough he never seemed to want to spend the nights with her; not on her place and most definitely not on his.

Tonight she was determined to find out why.

After a simple but delicious dinner by candlelight, they shared a bottle of wine while finished marathoning the rest of Breaking Bad – finally, and Elsa could sense Hans was growing restless by the minute, as if he, well, didn’t want her to stay there cuddling with him.

So she straight out confronted him. “Okay, there’s been a while since I’ve been meaning to ask you this so… what the hell is wrong with you? Why don’t you ever spend the night with me? Are you seeing someone else behind my back, is that it? Is she here?” her eyes grew wide before narrowing and her brows were knitted tight together. “IS SHE? Oh my God, Hans, I can’t believe you would do somethi—-“

“There is no one, Elsa, stop it!” he let out a frustrated groan. His fingers were gripping his own hair, and he was wiggling his leg nervously. “It’s not that I don’t want to sleep with you, I do, is just that… I sleep better on my own.” Liar, liar your pants are on fire.

“No, it’s not”, she crossed her arms over her chest and held her chin up defiantly. “Now tell me the truth, or I’ll walk through that door and you’ll never see me again.”

He knew better to not take her threats for granted, so instead of saying anything, he stood up, took her by the hand and led her to his room.

She surely wasn’t expecting that.

It was a typical guy’s room: one wall full of shelves of with action figures on them, another with posters of metal bands and bikini girls, college and football flags, a desk with computer and books and papers but on his bed…

A bright blue star wars pajama with build in feet – and the print was not even from the movie, it was from the animated series – sat by the end of the bed. Her initial shock was nothing compared to the small plush horse standing between his pillows, so worn it was clearly not a recent purchase.

“Awwww baby! Why didn’t you tell me you didn’t have a proper childhood?” she said as she threw her arms around him and gave a reassuring hug, despite the mocking tone of her voice.

He retorted indignantly, “What are you talking about? Of course I had a proper childhood, a really nice one as a matter of fact, so good that I still find it difficult to let it go…”

They held their breaths and their gaze for a split second before bursting into a belly-aching laughter, gasping and hitting each other, Elsa wiping tears off her face while Hans just coughed and snorted until they finally calmed down.

She turned and intertwined her fingers with his, then slid her hands over his chest to close them behind his head, stepping into his personal space to whisper in his ear, eyes sparking with mischief: “Well, I don’t think you’re going to wear anything tonight, so no need to worry about these. As for the horse”, she pointed to the plush, “Sitron”, Hans cleared his throat and corrected her, his own hands roaming over her middle while walking her back until her legs hit the edge of the bed.

She leaned just enough to turn it around and put it on the headboard, “as for Sitron, I don’t think he’s old enough to witness what’s going to happen here”, smiling broadly when she got thrown over the comforter, followed sharply by a very eager red-haired.

“No, he most definitely is not”, was the last thing Hans said before going down to take her lips between his own.

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k009:

gosh diddly darn

k009:

gosh diddly darn

spirit-ella replied to your post “Gender Bender Helsa. Hanna and Elliott wake the castle with their really loud sex.”

These two are sexy even genderbend, I fucking knew it!! One more AMAZING fic of yours!

They are the epitome of sexiness no matter what! And thank you baby, you’re as always so sweet and kind to me ♥

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Anonymous said: Gender Bender Helsa. Hanna and Elliott wake the castle with their really loud sex.

I’ve got a feeling you guys really liked my genderbent stories, huh?

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❝ You express your own divinity by being alive and by loving yourself and others. ❞

—  Miguel Ruiz  (via thatkindofwoman)
petalouda85 said: I got another one. Sorry if it's triggering in anyway. Modern AU where Elsa is suffering from severe depression and plans to kill herself but Hans stops her.

It’s not for me, sweetie, but might be to some. So, trigger warning: depression, mention of suicide. Angst drabble. (Sorry for the delay)

(Under the cut because of aforementioned dark subjects)

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scribblecat27:

asaviorandapirate:

No my good sir…Thank you!

It’s OUR pleasure, believe us.

cr4zyam3rican:

Scrolling in the dashboard… 

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…when you see your NOTP

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kanyewestevil:

WE ONLY USE LEASHES BECAUSE DOGS CANT HOLD HANDS

keyblade-assassin:

joao-pedro-veras:

Your majesty…..!

I’m Asexual but

keyblade-assassin:

joao-pedro-veras:

Your majesty…..!

I’m Asexual but

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Contrary to popular belief…

intersectionalfeminism:

Read This First



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