#i havent seen frozen 2

[harleyshahas]

Guess who's mad about Frozen again?!

Anna and Elsa are the worst examples of sisterhood. They hardly talk to each other throughout the movie with the exception of their, admittedly cute, bonding in the intro. But then The Plot happens and, their parents being The Worst, actively encourage Elsa into isolation, they actively encourage the sisters away from each other. And yeah, I get it, that's the point, the story needs to happen, but how do they go 9-10 years without talking to each other? How can you look at this movie and be like, "Oh yeah, excellent example of sisterhood and being a family and love and all that?!" They don't talk to each other!

They don't talk to each other growing up, despite Anna desperately wanting to talk to Elsa. Eventually she flat out gives up. Once again, I get it, that's The Point, they both have to move past their own issues in this film and, once again, I admit it works. But only for them as individuals, not as sisters.

They don't speak again until the coronation, where it's, also admittedly cute, awkward and tense, they don't know how to talk to each other anymore. They bond over chocolate of all things and it's actually a good little moment, like meeting up with an old friend you haven't seen since childhood and trying to reestablish a common interest. It's a good scene, probably my favorite in the movie, and it's the only time they have a good interaction. After this, Elsa boots her off to dance with Weaselman where the Hans thing happens (we all know how I feel about Hans, my man deserved better, I won't get into it here), and instead of using this time to build a relationship between Anna and Elsa, whom the movie is supposed to be about, we get a boppy romance number, and some more character about Anna. At this point in the movie, Anna has had too much focus. What we need is Elsa time. What we need is some Elsa and Anna time.

This would have been a great opportunity to build up the relationship between the sisters (the core theme of the movie) instead of a poorly subverted romance subplot. This would have also been a good time to give Elsa some actual character. She's pretty flat, ngl.

The next time the sisters talk is for them to fight over quite frankly the dumbest thing in existence. "You can't marry a man you just met," my ass. We need the plot to move forward in the most contrived way possible because what do they have to fight about when we don't know what they have in common? Had they actually taken the time to speak before we might have actually had a good reason for a fight, like say an actually cute and meaningful moment between the two only for it to take a tense turn when the subject of their isolation finally gets brought up. They could have talked, we the audience could have watched this cute bonding experience build organically and the sisters actually start to learn about each other, only for it to take a tense, dramatic turn that could have actually meant something for the story and for their relationship! God, I'm so fucking mad at this movie, we could have had better!

Anyway, bullshit fight (over a man of all things, even if it's not in the traditional sense) ensues, Elsa's powers are revealed, she runs, Anna tries to stop her, Arendelle's covered in snow, cue fantastic girl power song. Let It Go is amazing, I'm not too proud to admit that.

Anna then leaves Arendelle in the hands of someone acutally capable to chase after her and we get another contrived romantic subplot with Kristoff, with even more contrived parody bullshit over Disney romance (they're kids movies, guys, a little unbelievable romance is the fucking point, it's all fantasy) and Olaf. We get a couple scenes of how Hans is handling the kingdom (pretty well, all things considered (yes, I'm a Hans apologist, fight me)), he comes up with an actual plan, and we're back to Anna and Kristoff. Throughout all this character growth with Anna and her romance options, we get Nothing from Elsa. She gets a song and is cut from the film until Anna shows up outside her fancy ice palace.

Maybe instead of Anna and Kristoff romance bonding, and Olaf (and no one seems to want to talk about how Elsa has the ability to create actual sentient Life and has the powers of a literal god) and getting his I Want song, we could have had a good bit with Anna going up the mountain by herself, finding the strength to push ahead solely for the love of her sister, we could have had some (actual) introspection from Elsa about the nature of her powers, her relationship with them and the relationship with her parents and her sister. We could have had a song where they sing a duet from the top and bottom of the mountain, Anna could have pushed through on her own and over the course of her journey realize that she is a strong single woman who doesn't need a man. I honestly think her journey would have meant more if she had undertaken it completely alone, maybe running into Olaf at some point to liven up this kids movie I'm still mad about. The point is, we didn't need another romance subplot. We needed more time with Elsa and Anna. But most specifically with Elsa.

While Let It Go is a good song, it's not actually very telling. It's about Elsa coming to terms with her powers, and that's good, but it ultimately doesn't mean anything. She regresses the next we see her when Anna shows up. She hasn't come to terms with it. She's still scared of what she can do. If Let It Go really was supposed to be the empowerment song it was supposed to be, then we should have had a brief scene or two of her using her powers in the ice palace. We should have seen her experimenting with them, making ice sculptures and decorations to fill the palace with, basically having fun being able to let loose with them or something.

Think of the scene from Tangled, when Rapunzel sets foot on grass for the first time. It's no big musical number, but instead she's running and frolicking and using her hair for all this new and wild open world to explore. She's in the process of having a mental breakdown for going against Goethel's orders, but she's still just so excited to be free. We spend the entire movie with Rapunzel, watching her get a feel for how hair can work in this new environment. Rapunzel is very similar to Anna in personality, so Anna going off on her own to brave the mountain to find her sister actually alone isn't so far out of the realm of possibility as she has the same drive. Elsa is more reserved, so her being alone to explore her powers works and I personally would have loved to see her make Marshmallow and actually react to the fact that she can create literal life, since she didn't see Olaf come to life.

Kristoff didn't need to be in this movie and I resent his inclusion.

The next time the sisters interact its to Anna telling Elsa she needs to come back and fix things. Immediately jumping straight to the blame game, neither of them take the time to learn anything about the other or understand what the other is going or has gone through. Elsa's powers going out of control makes sense here, but the buildup to it could have been more meaningful, could have made me care a bit more. Arendelle was snow-covered for like two days, they could stand to be covered a bit more for the relationship to build. Then Anna gets hit with ice, Marshmallow chases them off a cliff, bullshit romance subplot, Elsa is captured by Hans (actually a well-done scene, I have no critiques on that).

Once again, their relationship should have taken centerstage. Elsa could have invited Anna in, shown off all these amazing things she can do, Anna taking the time to listen to her for once, to see her actually excited about something rather than a depressed shut in. Anna could have told Elsa all about her adventure, introduced Olaf properly, they could have had a beautiful bonding moment together, this would have been a great place for the relationship to build naturally, and the tension could have risen the longer it went on as Anna tried to break the news of Arendelle, instead of jumping straight to the Plot.

They don't talk again until the end of the movie.

They don't SEE each other again until Anna gets (ha) frozen.

And I honestly don't care by that point. Why should I care that Elsa feels bad about freezing her sister? They had little to no interaction, barely any chemistry to build upon and make me care that they care. Because nothing in the movie tells me they care. It's mostly to blame on the bullshit romance subplot, the whole movie relies on Kristoff and Anna's growing relationship when that's not what this movie is about? It's about sisterhood? Is it? Is it, really???

No. No it's not.

Frozen spends so much time focusing on Anna and Hans, on Anna and Kristoff, when it should have focused entirely on Anna and Elsa (with a little bit of Hans in there for flavor if Disney really couldn't help themselves, but even then I think it would have been fine without him). This supposed movie about sisterhood lacks in sisterhood so much that it's really just... ya know...

A bad movie.

Anyway, Anna is melted by Elsa's love (which I don't believe for a second), Arendelle is unfrozen, and Anna punches my man in the face in a dumb moment of Girl Power (he totally deserved it in the context of the story, I won't lie). And then Anna gives Kristoff a new sleigh, she kisses him to wrap up the bullshit romance, and she STILL doesn't have any meaningful conversation with Elsa. After the intro they have a total of four, FOUR scenes together. In this movie about SISTERHOOD.

Go watch Lilo and Stitch if you want an actual good movie about sisterhood.

[kinhelper]

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[junovrsmp4]

three is not a crowd

OR

5 times Chris walks in on you and Matt fucking + 1 time he gets to join in on the fun

pairing: established!matt x reader, chris x reader, matt x reader x chris

summary: what it says on the tin basically

warnings: THREESOME, PURE FILTH, dick riding, oral (female & male receiving), teasing, edging, over-stimulation, multiple orgasms, squirting, p in v, slight degradation/praising, slight angst, happy ending yay

word count: 6.9K

author’s note: im a whore for both of them. that is all. (also this has plot, and is mostly beta read but i havent slept in hrs so if some mistakes did slip thru my bad

1

“Hey Matt, have you seen my-” Chris begins to ask as he pushes Matt’s bedroom door open, expecting his brother to either be lazing around in bed or be at his desk, gaming.

What he doesn't expect is the sight he is instead greeted by, of you, Matt’s girlfriend of the last year and a half, astride Matt’s lap, riding his dick while he leans against his headboard, head thrown back and hands grabbing your hips, guiding you, slowly.

Chris is shocked, understandably, and he should just turn around and book it. Instead, he stands frozen, watching the way your head is nestled into the crook of Matt’s neck, your shoulders shaking. If Chris ignores the sound of his own pounding heart, he can almost hear the soft whimpers you’re letting out at each downward thrust of your hips.

At the sound of a soft, deep groan, Chris’ attention shifts to Matt, who has his eyes shut, and his bottom lip pinched between his teeth. There’s something surreal about this scene, seeing Matt, who looks nothing like Chris, but also looks the most like him, fucking this beautiful girl who’s been on his mind for months now.

“Matt…,” he hears you whine loudly against his brother’s neck, and Chris has to grit his teeth, fight against the urge to shove his hands into his pants and fist his growing erection. This shouldn't turn him on so much, hell, he shouldn't even be here right now. He should have run in the opposite direction as soon as he realized what he’d walked in on, but he’s mesmerized by the way you move, your back arching as your hips move back and forth. The slow, sensual, almost hypnotic, movements of your body as you ride Matt’s dick has him clenching his fists, nails digging into his palms and it’s easy to imagine him in Matt’s place as he gets this view of what it might look like to fuck you. Your moans grow louder, and Chris thinks it might be because you’re getting close, and god, he feels so hot underneath his skin.

“Shh baby, didn't you say we needed to be quiet?” Matt whispers against the side of your head. “Can’t have Chris hearing us, can we?”

At the sound of his name, Chris’ heart hammers faster, and he looks up at Matt’s face, only to see that his brother’s gaze was already on him, watching him with a slight smirk before thrusting his hips up, presumably driving his cock deeper into you, making you moan even louder than you already were.

Breaking out of his stupor, Chris stumbles backwards before hightailing it to his room, slamming the door behind him. It takes all of five seconds for him to get his cock out of his sweatpants, furiously jerking off as he leans against his door, biting into the hem of his t-shirt that he’d pulled up over his chest, and only another five seconds before he shoots his cum all over himself.

2

Chris knows its wrong, wanting his brother's girl. This was never a problem before, because any time he found out Matt liked someone, Chris immediately lost interest. It was the brothers’ code; they never fought over girls, and besides, they always just liked different ones.

You, though…it was hard not to like you, even after he found out Matt had his eyes on you.

Chris remembers the first time he met you, how nice you’d been to him and his brothers, how easily you’d fit into their lives. He’s not going to lie and say he’d wanted you right from the start. It was a gradual thing, slowly creeping up on him before he realized what had gotten him.

You just made him feel so comfortable, and surprisingly, the two of you had a lot in common. But then again, you had a lot in common with Matt, and Nick. And yet, you were so different. You were smart, playful, and so, so kind. You were just the right amount of goofy and serious, and you just, fit well into the dynamic Chris and his brothers shared.

It shouldn't have surprised him when Matt eventually told him and Nick that he was into you and planned to ask you out. It all happened so quickly after that. You and Matt had gotten together and, now you weren't just the new friend that Chris and his brothers were always hanging out with, but his brother's (his brother who was also his best friend, really) girlfriend.

Which is why Chris knows it’s fucked up. Wanting you. And he knows it’s even more fucked up that he wishes he could have a repeat of what happened a few weeks ago when he accidentally walked in on you and Matt. The amount of times he’s jacked off to that memory alone the past few nights is insane, his mind supplying images to create his own version of events where he doesn't run away.

Especially fucked up is the fact that Matt had seen him, had looked cocky that he’d caught Chris watching them, and even that fact hadn’t deterred Chris from chasing orgasm after orgasm to the thought of fucking you, imagining how tight and wet your pussy might be, what it might taste like.

Speaking of the fucker who seemed totally unfazed by recent events, Matt sat across Chris, scrolling through his phone, while Nick sat beside him, editing their latest video. Chris was trying his hardest not to flip the fuck out, but his whole nervous system seemed like it was fried. Nick had already yelled at him twice to stop moving so much because he was apparently jostling the table too much, and Matt had just let out a bemused chuckle without lifting his eyes from his phone the entire time.

Just as Chris was about to get up and retreat to him room, the doorbell rings, before Matt gets a series of texts.

“Oh, she’s here-” Matt says, before shooting out of his chair and rushing to great you at the front door.

“Hey, hey, hey!” your cheery voice rings through the hallway, as you and Matt make your way into the kitchen, and Chris almost chokes on the sip of Pepsi he’d just taken because holy fuck-

You were wearing a short, tight black dress that hugged the lines and curves of your body just right, the square neckline barely covering your chest. His eyes slipped further down to the way the fabric of the dress cinched at your waist, and to the slit at the side of the dress that came up to mid-thigh. That and the combination of tall strappy heels you had on made your legs look…really good. So good that Chris wishes he was between those legs, licking a path up your calf to your inner thighs, leaving bruising kisses to mar the smooth, unblemished skin of your legs, before finally, finally-

Nick hoots just then, exclaiming about how hot your fit looks, pulling Chris out of his daze. He watches as you bask in the compliments being showered onto you by both Nick and Matt now, and can't help but smile at the way you try to hide your blushing face.

So, it’s completely out of left field when he sees you again later that night, sitting on the couch with your hands covering your face but this time it’s to hide the loud moans that threaten to slip from your mouth as you watch Matt kneel in front of you, his mouth pressing kisses into your inner thighs…just like Chris had imagined doing earlier.

It’s ridiculous really, how Chris had been feeling slightly normal after dinner with you and his brothers, because as awkward as he may have been feeling about you and Matt, being around you and his brothers, having good food and just laughing about random shit made him feel really fucking good. Like everything was normal and he wasn't fantasizing about fucking his brother’s girlfriend. Like he hadn't accidentally walked in on them fucking.

Of course it’s just his fucking luck that as soon he’s feeling just that slightest bit of normalcy, he’d decided to go to the kitchen and grab a Pepsi from the fridge at 3 AM, only to find his brother about to eat you out on the couch.

“Matt-” you whine, as your back arches off the couch, one of your hands moving to grab Matt’s hair, the other trying and failing to hold back your moans. “Matt, please- nnggh- stop teasing.”

Chris feels all his blood rush down south and it leaves him lightheaded. The low lighting in the room accentuates the shadows of your body and he can see the muscles in your legs flex as your thighs clench around Matt’s head, trying to get him to move his mouth closer to where you want him. You’re not in the tight black dress he’d seen you in earlier, but in a blue baby tee and black lace-trimmed hipster briefs. There’s an almost imperceptible quiver that wracks through your entire body in anticipation for what’s to come.

Matt doesn't keep you waiting for long. Chris' breathing grows even more jagged as he watches Matt’s fingers push your panties to the side before he runs his tongue flat up your pussy. Chris can't see as much as he’d like to, but his overactive imagination does the job for him, imagining how wet you must be.

Chris feels like such a sick perv for still standing there, watching with wide eyes as Matt (his literal brother) enthusiastically licks and kisses your pussy, and he almost wonders how neither of you haven't noticed him yet. Then again, you and Matt seem so lost in each other, and now there’s another ugly thought circling Chris’ brain, one that makes his chest hurt a little.

He forgoes his Pepsi for the night and quietly returns back to his room, cock half-hard, and his heart just the slightest bit heavy.

3

“Alright, what’s going on with you?” Nick asks him, while his eyes are still fixed on his phone.

He and Chris were sitting on the couch (Chris had been avoiding the section that you and Matt had used during your late night rendezvous), and Chris was idly flipping through his Netflix watch list.

“I don't know what you're talking about,” Chris says with a heavy sigh, slumping further into the couch.

It’s quiet, and the silence makes Chris look up at Nick, who was already looking at him with a curious frown.

“Seriously, what the fuck is up with you?” Nick asks, and he actually looks concerned, which throws Chris off a bit. “You’re usually bouncing off the walls and annoying the shit out of everyone in your nearest vicinity, but lately you've just been, I don't know- I’m like actually worried, did something happen? Is everything okay?”

Chris swallows around the lump that had formed in his throat and takes a minute. To do what, he doesn't know. It’s not like he’s going to prepare himself to tell Nick what he’d witnessed, twice, and how he was feeling about it. Really, how does one go about telling their triplet brother that they’d accidentally witnessed their other brother in an intimate situation with said brother’s partner, not once, but twice, and had enjoyed it, to the point of having nightly fantasies about it?

There were more complicated feelings lurking just under the surface, more than just Chris wanting to fuck you, but he did not have the mental bandwidth to unpack all that, so that was that. It’s not like he had honest to god feelings-

“See, at this point, you would’ve been yapping away-” Nick says, interrupting his train of thought, “-but instead, you’re just sitting there, looking all sad and miserable.”

“Okay, I don't look sad and miserable,” Chris says with a roll of his eyes. At least, he hopes he doesn't. “I’m just tired dude. Haven't been sleeping well lately.”

“Right.”

“What? It’s the truth.”

“Didn't say you were lying,” Nick says, matter-of-factually, in that signature Nick tone that lets everyone know when he isn't buying their bullshit.

“I’m fine,” Chris says slowly, waiting for Nick to stop looking at him so intensely.

“Sure,” Nick drawls out. “You’re also a shitty liar.”

“Fuck you,” Chris grumbles, chucking the TV remote at Nick, who flails to try and dodge it, letting out an indignant squawk when it bounces off his shoulder and falls to the ground.

This, of course, results in Nick throwing whatever was closest to him at Chris, which happens to be an empty water bottle, and eventually they're just chucking it back and forth, cursing at each other in between laughter.

It’s the most relaxed Chris has felt in weeks.

Too bad you had to walk in at that exact moment.

“Hey guys!” you say cheerily, plopping down on the couch, next to Chris. You’d stayed over for a couple of nights now, as you usually do, and Chris should be extremely used to your presence, except he feels his skin prickle as soon as your close to him, close enough for him to feel the warmth radiating off of your skin.

“God, how are you so chipper every morning?” Nick asks, shaking his head with a poorly hidden smile.

You twirl a strand of your hair around your finger, and bit the corner of your bottom lip. “It helps that I wake up to one of the hottest guys ever, and then get to hang out with his hot as fuck brothers,” you say with a smirk, waggling your eyebrows at Nick.

Chris wishes you hadn't just said that because now his mind wanders (more like sprints) to the memory of this morning, when he’d walked past Matt’s open bedroom. He’d heard the telltale sounds of skin slapping against skin, and your voice, whining Matt’s name over and over, which had him stopping right before Matt’s door, eyes wide, mouth agape. This couldn't be happening right? There was no way he’d walked into this situation for a third time.

Chris debates on whether he should just turn back around, go downstairs, out the front door, and bash his head against a tree, or if he should soldier on and just walk past to get to his room.

The sounds were getting to him. His cock strained against his grey sweatpants, creating a very obvious tent. His clothes suddenly felt a size too small, the air around him too thick, and he felt sweat break out on his forehead. He should leave, run far, far away from his house probably, but a sick part of him wants more than anything to see what’s got you moaning this time.

He rounds the corner and is met with a sight that almost has him falling to his knees.

It’s unfair, how incredibly gorgeous you look straddling Matt’s thighs, bouncing on his dick rhythmically, your head thrown back. You’re leaning back on your hands, supported on Matt’s knees, and Chris watches the way your body undulates as you swivel your hips, ribs flaring as your chest heaves. Every gasp you let out is a punch to Chris’ gut, leaving him feeling winded.

You’re so lost in the throes of pleasure that you don't hear when Chris groans out loud, but he knows exactly when Matt hears him, because his head rolls lazily towards him, his hands that had been grabbing your hips tightening, and there’s little to no warning before Matt’s flipping you over and thrusting into you with vigor.

“Does that feel good baby?” Chris hears Matt ask, his voice rough and low. “Tell me how good my dick makes you feel.”

“Fuck, so good, Matt- please, please, please-” your moans turning into whimpers as Matt’s thrust pick up in pace. Chris can tell exactly when Matt hits the bundle of nerves inside you that has you seeing stars because your back arches off his bed, hands scrambling to find purchase. Your fingers clench into the pillow above your head, as you beg Matt to go harder, faster.

Chris’ eyes bounce back to Matt, who’s watching you in awe, and he’s seen that look on his face numerous times before, like Matt can't get enough of you. Chris’ breath hitches, because he wishes it was him, in Matt’s place. Him, worshiping you, making you feel good. He wishes he was the one that was ripping those sounds out of you.

He catches Matt’s eyes just then, and Chris has never wanted to punch him in the face more than he does in that moment, because it almost feels like he’s mocking Chris.

See what I have, what you so desperately want…

Chris holds up a middle finger, directed at Matt and whatever god was up there who’d clearly forsaken him. He had half the mind to just yell but the last thing he wanted to do was embarrass you. So with a scathing look at Matt, and a mouthed fuck you, he walks to his room, the sound of Matt’s laughter the last thing he hears before Chris angrily slams the door and sheds his clothes, pumping his cock to the memory of your voice.

It’s the hardest he’s cum all week.

4

Chris walks in on Matt pounding you against the wall leading to the garage. At this point, it had to be on purpose. The two of you had to be planning this, because how was it always Chris that ended up walking in on them, and not Nick? Knowing his brother, Nick would’ve gone around voicing his disgust at having caught you and Matt fucking, any chance he got.

So, it had to be on purpose.

Matt’s whispering dirty things in your ear, loud enough for Chris to hear every word.

“You’re so fucking pretty baby-”

“I want to ruin you, want you to feel me for days-”

“You’re such a dirty little slut, aren’t you?” and that has you letting out a particularly loud whine. The next bit Matt whispers into your ear is too inaudible for Chris to comprehend but he can tell how much it affects you, because you absolutely lose it just then.

Fuck this. Fuck all of this.

“Can y’all stick to fucking in Matt’s bed?”

At the sound of Chris’ voice, you look up at him, startled, and it’s electrifying, your stare. Chris sees your eyebrows furrow, your lips, plump from being bitten (by yourself, or Matt, who cares at this point), fall open. Matt’s shoulders stiffen for a second, so Chris knows he’s aware that Chris is right behind them, but the asshole just keeps fucking going. And you, you’re still staring.

“Chris-” you gasp, your nails digging into Matt’s shoulder. Chris thinks you’re going to push him away, scramble to pull yourself together.

You surprise him by pushing back down onto Matt’s cock with even more fervor, your hands moving up Matt’s neck to grab onto his hair, pulling hard.

Chris watches you cum on Matt’s cock for the first time that night, all while your eyes were locked on his.

5

Chris doesn't like being angry. He very rarely is. And usually, he gets over it really quick.

Which is why it’s shocking to everyone when he gets cold and hostile towards Matt seemingly out of nowhere, and the anger doesn't subside.

It gets in the way of their work. Filming becomes exhausting, and it leaves all three brothers feeling frustrated and annoyed at each other.

It’s in the middle of filming a new car video when it all goes to head. Nick and Matt had attempted to film a video, but Chris couldn’t hold back the jabs at Matt, interrupting him every time he spoke, insulting him for no reason whatsoever, which only made Matt retaliate just as hard.

“That’s it-” Nick yells, his hands pushing his hair out of his face in frustration. “I’ve fucking had it with you two. I’m getting the fuck out of this car and the two of you are going to stay in here and talk. Don’t even bother coming back in until you sort out whatever-” he gestures wildly between Matt and Chris, “-is going on with you two!”

And with that, Nick storms back into their house.

Chris stares out of the window with his arms crossed, seething. He can tell Matt is looking at him, can see part of his reflection on the window, but Chris isn’t going to give him the satisfaction of breaking first.

Matt, much to Chris’ annoyance, was completely calm and collected.

“Chris-” Matt begins to say, but Chris just chucks his empty Pepsi can at him without looking. He hears it clatter against something (the steering wheel, he thinks), before dropping down onto the car floor with a dull thud.

Matt sighs, and Chris wants to yell, because Chris is the one that should be huffing and sighing, he’s the one that’s tired of all this bullshit.

“Are you trying to prove something?” Chris asks, because he never could stay quiet for too long. “Is that it? What the actual fuck Matt?”

Chris had fully turned to face Matt, who at least had the decency to look somewhat abashed now. His face was tinged pinked, and he was fiddling with his rings.

Chris continues. “I don’t know what’s going on in your head, but if you’re just trying to get me to see she’s your girl, I fucking get it, okay? You’ve made that really fucking clear. Did I say or do something to warrant this shit, because if you think I’m out to get her, I’m not, okay? Jesus- do you know how fucking insane-”

“She wants you bro.”

Chris blinks. He opens his mouth, and then shuts it.

“I used to catch her staring at you sometimes, and there were times she’d just keep scrolling through pictures of the two of us together- you and me, I mean- and…I don’t know, she’d have this look on her face.” Matt trails off. He looks at Chris, trying to gauge his reaction so far, but truth be told, Chris was still trying to process what Matt had initially said.

“What…?”

“Look, the two of us are happy together. I love her, she loves me, but I think she…” Matt coughs out, and it’s the first time since this whole thing has started that Chris has seen Matt this awkward. “She’s into you too. She never really told me, but it got pretty obvious after a while. And eventually, I- I started bringing you up, when we- um, yeah. She wants us both.”

Chris starts laughing. Because he doesn’t know what else to do.

“Alright, good prank dude- I’m still so fucking mad at you but-”

“I’m not kidding, Chris.”

Right. Because why would Matt joke about something like this?

“Um…”

“Yeah…”

And that’s how Chris finds himself back in Matt’s room. You and Matt were sitting on his bed, albeit a little far apart, meanwhile Chris had taken a seat in Matt’s gaming chair. Chris almost wants to call the two of you out on the pure torture you’d put him through the past few weeks, but one look at your face has him abandoning that train of thought.

You look so…remorseful. You’re slightly curled in on yourself, like you’re bracing for some sort of attack, and Chris’ heart melts. The last thing he wants is for you to feel upset, so he tries to lighten the mood.

“So, do you just wanna see which one of us has the better dick or-?”

He smiles as you sputter, eyes wide as you finally look up at him.

“There we go,” Chris whispers. “You’re finally looking at me.”

“Chris…I’m so sorry,” you whisper, lips trembling. “God, this is so stupid, why did we decide to tell him-”

“Hey, hey-” Chris chides. “I think I’ve been kept in the dark long enough, actually. I just wish y’all hadn’t used such a weird ass fucking way to tell me.”

“Well, to be fair, she didn’t even know you’d seen us that first couple of times,”

“Oh, god-”

“-And, we kinda assumed you’d take the fucking hint or something.”

“Yeah, I thought the hint was ‘I know you wanna fuck my girl, so I’m gonna make sure you catch us fucking every chance we get so you stay the fuck away’,” Chris says with a raised brow, staring deadpan at Matt.

“Wait, what-” you start, but you’re interrupted by Matt.

“Yeah, he’s wanted to fuck you for a while too.”

And that's how Chris finds himself with a front row view of Matt fucking you, up close and personal. Matt has you on all fours, facing Chris, while he pounds into you from behind, hard and deep. Each thrust punches a high-pitched moan out of you, and Chris watches, enraptured by the way you take it.

Chris watches to his heart's content that night, no longer worried about getting caught, no longer stressed about wanting to fuck you.

Chris watches you fall apart in Matt's hands over and over, and all he can think about is when he can finally have his turn.

+ 1

They’d had to wait for the perfect moment, a night they could be sure none of them would be interrupted.

They'd been planning for this night for a few days now, and it was finally here.

Chris and Matt stand side-by-side in front of Matt’s bed, arms crossed over their chest as they watch you squirm in his bed, their combined attention making you nervous. They’re both barely dressed, Chris in a black tank top and grey sweatpants, the front of which were already tented from his hard dick, while Matt was just in his black boxers. The low lighting of the room made Matt’s rings glisten as he rubbed at the stubble that he’d slowly allowed to grow on his face.

“How are we feeling, baby?” Matt asks you, smirking at the way you visibly gulp. “You ready for us?”

You sink your teeth into your bottom lip, looking up at Chris through your lashes before nodding.

That’s all the cue he needs.

Chris stalks over to you, slowly, climbing over the bed and crawling over you, his hands landing on either side of your head as he holds himself above you. You lay back, your hair fanning around your head on the pillow, your eyes wide as you wait for Chris’ next move.

“Can I kiss you?” Chris asks, wetting his lips, and he doesn’t have to wait long for his answer. Your fingers thread through his hair, pulling at the strands close to his nape, bringing his lips onto yours. The kiss is heady, a wild mess of tongue and teeth, because you’d both been waiting for this, dying for it, and here it was, finally happening.

“Chris-” you gasp, open mouth sliding over the hot skin of his cheek as he lowers his head to the crook of your neck, biting harsh kisses into the skin there, before tracing his tongue across your jaw.

“Fuck, fuck- you smell so good, I need you so bad ma-” Chris blabbers, his brain-to-mouth filter long gone. He vaguely registers Matt settling onto the bed, leaning against the headboard, as Chris kisses a path down your body, laving every inch of skin he can access with nips and kisses. You arch your back as Chris circles one of your nipples with his tongue, sucking on it as he flicks the other. He alternates between kissing and nipping your nipples, all the while, you have an almost painful grip on his hair, pushing your chest harder into his face.

Matt watches your face intently, seeing the way your features scrunch up in pleasure, mouth wide open as you gasp and whine. There’s a small part of him that knows he shouldn’t be so okay with his own brother having his way with his girlfriend, but it’s almost like he gets a 4K view of what it might usually look like when Matt’s the one doing these things to you.

Chris continues his path downwards, fingers hooking into the sides of your panties and slowly, agonizingly slowly, pulling them off of you. Your legs instinctively squeeze shut when the cold air hits your wet core, but Chris’s hands gently pry them open, staring at you in wonder.

“You’re so fucking wet, fuck-” Chris groans, before licking a stripe up the seam where your thigh meets your crotch, so close to where you actually want his tongue.

“Please, please-” you whimper, pushing your hips up closer to his lips, feeling his hot breath fan over you pussy. You hear both him and Matt chuckle, before Chris has his mouth on you, licking the wetness gathered in your folds. All you can hear is the blood rushing in your ears and the obscene sounds of Chris’s mouth as he eats you out like a man starving.

It’s almost too much, the way he’s sucking on your clit, before pushing his tongue into you, his face pushed deep, you’re sure he can’t breath. The pleasure builds, heat pooling low in your stomach. You feel Matt’s fingers brush against your forehead, pushing the hair that was starting to stick to it from all the sweat.

“You feel good baby?” Matt asks, tone soft, but his eyes glint dangerously. “One of us wasn’t enough for you, was it? You’re such a dirty girl, wanting me and my brother.”

You whine, head pushing against his thigh closest to your head. Chris laughs, pulling his head back to chime in.

“Greedy little slut, that’s what she is,” he says, cheeks rosy and face glistening from the nose down, his chin absolutely soaking wet. “You gonna cum soon ma?”

You don’t even know what you respond with, just that Chris goes back to eating you out, this time, bringing his fingers to your entrance, sliding one finger, then two, into your sopping wet cunt as he licks random paths across your folds, occasionally circling your clit and sucking on it harshly, all while thrusting his fingers in and out of you, causing you to buck your hips up wildly. Your orgasm, only the first one of the night, is fast approaching, and your thighs clench around Chris’ head. The only warning he gets is a sudden yell of his name before you gush all over his face.

“Did you just- did she just squirt?” Chris asks, eyes wide as he takes in the mess that you’d made. His face and neck were now fully wet, and there was a perfectly round wet spot right underneath you. His fingers flutter over your now slightly puffy pussy, watching your folds quiver.

“Fuck, it’s too much- Chris, wait,” you whine, hands moving to grab Chris’ wrist. He doesn’t stop with his ministrations though, fingers pumping in and out of you, prodding at the bundle of nerves inside you that caused your vision to white out. It was fast, intense, and Chris manages to pull a second orgasm out of you before you’d even managed to catch your breath from the first one.

Chris sits up on his knees, reaching his arms behind him and pulling his tank top off, throwing it behind him. He hooks his arms around your thighs before pulling you down the bed, closer to him, allowing Matt to slot himself behind you.

“Can you turn over for me ma?” Chris asks with a gentle pat against your hip. It takes some effort, your limbs feel loose and languid, but you manage to flip onto your stomach. Hands grab your face, tipping your head up, and you see your boyfriend looking at you with a smirk, tongue peeking out to run across his teeth.

“Enjoying yourself, sweetheart?” he asks, voice like dripping honey with a hint of something razor-sharp. “This everything you imagined?”

“Yes- oh god, Matt- I need you, please-”

“You have me baby,” he coos. “You have me and Chris. That’s what you wanted, right? ‘Cause one dick was never enough to keep you satisfied.”

“Ngghh- please, please, I-” you whimper, mouthing at Matt’s dick through his boxers, startled when you feel a sudden smack against your ass, pain blossoming across your skin.

“If she’s already this cock dumb, I wonder how she’s gonna get when we actually get our dicks in her,” Chris wonders out loud with an amused huff, palming at your ass cheeks as he rubs his clothed dick against it.

You continue begging, your pussy soaking wet and clenching around nothing in anticipation for what’s to come, hips arching off the bed while your back dips low, shoulders tucked between Matt’s spread thighs as you lick him through the only piece of fabric that is keeping you from tasting him, from having his cock fill your mouth.

Chris smooths his palm down your back, making you arch your back even further, before he spreads your cheeks, seeing the way you twitch at being put on display.

“I think she’s waited long enough, hasn’t she?” Matt asks Chris, nodding his head slightly as if to tell Chris to get on with it. Chris doesn’t waste any time pushing his sweats down his thighs, freeing his cock. You turn your head back to try and peek at it from over your shoulder, but Matt has a firm hand on your head pushing you towards his crotch while he pulls his dick out of his boxers. With one hand holding the back of your head, and the other around his dick, Matt slaps it against your cheek, amused at the way you so desperately try and get him to guide his cock into your mouth instead.

Simultaneously, Chris is behind you, rubbing the tip of his dick through your folds, gathering the wetness there. Above you, you feel Matt lean towards his dresser, before rifling through the top drawer and chucking something at Chris. There’s a sound of a bottle cap clicking open, and lube being squeezed out, before you hear the squelch of it as Chris spreads it over his dick.

Later, you’ll think they must have planned this head of time, but both Matt and Chris decide to push their dicks into you at the same time, Matt feeding you his cock, pushing past your lips, applying gentle pressure to the back of your head, while Chris spreads your folds apart and drives his dick into you, the tip catching inside you for a moment, before he thrusts his hips and pushes his dick deeper into you.

“Look at that,” Chris says, smacking the palms of both his hands onto your cheeks at the same time, before kneading at them. “She takes dick really fucking well.”

“It’s like she’s made for it, isn’t she?”

Chris fucks you like he has all the time in the world, savoring the feeling of your pussy clenching around him, fascinated by the sight of his dick disappearing in you at every thrust. You stretch around him so beautifully, and you’re so fucking tight, he wonders how he managed to fit it all in you in one go.

At the other end, Matt watches you with soft affection as you suck on his cock, tears streaming down your face from the exertion on your body and minimal air supply. At every thrust of Chris’ hips, you would get pushed closer to Matt, which would push his dick deeper into your mouth, making you almost gag on it.

You have no concept of time anymore, or where your body starts and Chris’ and Matt’s end. You feel like one big mess of limbs, moving fluidly, with the common purpose of chasing your orgasm. You hear Matt’s groans getting louder above you, and you know he’s getting close. You’re not far behind yourself, but Chris still seems like he’s nowhere close to being done.

Pulling your mouth off of Matt’s cock, you circle your hand around the base of it, before stroking your hand up and down, twisting it around the head. You swipe your thumb across the slit at the top while you tongue at the underside of the head, all while looking up at Matt through hooded eyes.

“Cum on my face, Matt, please-” you beg, mouth slightly open, a line of spit connecting your tongue to his dick. Chris' thrusts are picking up, but you keep your elbows planted firmly on the bed below to keep yourself steady for Matt. There’s a tingle building low in your spine, but you focus on Matt, the way he looks at you with his eyebrows furrowed, bottom lip pulled between his teeth. His hair is a mess, and his body is flushed. The hand he has on your head grips your hair tight, and the other joins your hand in pumping his dick. It only takes a few more seconds of that before Matt lets out a loud groan of your name, spurts of thick, hot cum landing across your face, and you close your eyes as it drips down your face, some of it landing on your tongue.

Matt leans back heavily against the headboard, and before you can register anything, you’re being flipped onto your back, face still covered in Matt’s cum. Your shoulders hit Matt’s chest as Chris crowds against you on the bed, his hands now on the back of your knees, pushing your legs back against your chest, before thrusting his dick back into you.

The sudden shift has you blinking back stars, and this new angle has Chris’ dick brushing against your sweet spot on every thrust, and all you can do is sob at the immense pleasure you feel. Matt circles his arms around you, one hand playing with one of your nipples, while the other moves down your stomach and edges closer to your clit. The tingling sensation grows, and grows, your hands scrambling to find purchase on Chris’ shoulders as he thrusts particularly deep into you before you finally snap, screaming as your third orgasm is ripped from you, the force of it pushing Chris’ cock out of you as you squirt all over him, yourself, and the bed, legs shaking uncontrollably.

You’re fully gasping and sobbing now, the intensity of your orgasm wracking through your whole body. You watch through hooded, teary eyes, as Chris leans over you, furiously stroking his cock as he soaks in the view of you, hot and messy, ruined because of him, before he too eventually reaches his orgasm, cum pulsing out of him and landing high on your chest, across your nipples, one spurt even hitting your chin.

The three of you are a heaping mess of limbs after, all basking in the afterglow of a night well spent, tired, but satiated. Matt and Chris lay on either side of you, stroking whatever part of your skin they can reach, occasionally batting each other’s hands away and pulling you closer to either side, like you’re not all squished together already.

“We should do that again sometime,” you say after a long beat of silence. Matt snorts, eyes closed, but the corners of his lips are quirked up in a small smile.

“Y’all are crazy if you think I’m never fucking you again after I just got a taste,” Chris states. “Besides, I think there’s a lot of lost time I need to make up for, hm?”

After that night, Chris gets to have his turn with you, over and over. Sometimes, Matt is present, and the brothers somehow always turn things into a competition of who can make you cum the quickest, who can make you cum multiple times, who can make you absolutely incoherent by the end of the night.

Now Chris had his own reason for always being so chipper in the morning. It helps that he finally gets to fuck the hottest girl he’s seen, who just happens to also be fucking his brother.

author’s note: i put too much fucking effort into an idea that essentially started as a joke, its gonna be so funny if this flops because i literally stayed up till 4 am twice in a row to write this lmao- anyways, let me know what you think! my inbox is open and waiting for your thoughts (: likes, comments and reblogs r much appreciated <3

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[du-hjarta-skulblaka]

Okay but for real I'm so FUCKING sick and exhausted of having to rely on the kindness of strangers just to fucking live

Rent is too expensive for this shitty little flat that has black mould in every room and pipes that leak. Food is too expensive and I spent £40 the other day on a loaf of bread, margarine, and enough cheap ass vegetables tins and frozen food for like a week and a half if we stretch it. Electricity is too expensive and £20 lasts a week of us switching every appliance and loght in the house off unless we're actively using it. We have no savings so if an emergency hits we're unbelievably fucked. I havent seen my sister in a month because train travel is, say it with me, too fucking expensive

I've applied to dozens of jobs, been told I'm not eligible for bennifits because my partner is in work, been told I'm definitely gonna get a job only to hear nothing for 2 weeks and then a boiler plate rejection if I'm lucky. What am I doing wrong? I'm happier and safer than I've been in years and I'm still having to hold my partner as they sob because they're so stressed over wether we get to live for another week. This is fucking insanity and I'm just...here. unable to help except to beg the group of wonderful kind people on here I barely know

[karmicpunishment]

hello again, au anon here ^^ so basically, its a totk au for bsd :D

the premise is that atsushi is either a stablehand or a researcher somewhere in hyrule, and was born as a yiga with an odd genetic thingy that gave him the same characteristics as the sheikah they descended from :) he ran away around the age of 12 after being sorta disliked for both being 'too soft' and for his sheikah-like looks, and he lived in the gerudo highlands with some wolves for a few years (maybe till he was 16?) before being found by dazai who was frozen half to death, and had recently deserted the yiga clan, and they traveled around together before meeting kunikida, who was apart of the lucky clover gazette, (which if you havent played is a newspaper group), and then they go around traveling with kunikida for 2 years or so, getting used to seeing hyrule in a new light ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

at the end of their years spent travelling, the upheaval happens and all the zonai stuff appears around hyrule, and they split from kunikida to maybe see whats going on at lookout landing, where i can see atsushi either working to help that old guy run the small stable place, and help out in the bunker and all around while dazai partners up with kunikida to look into stuff all over hyrule, or they see all the zonai stuff and the 3 of them go off to research it, and meet the rest of the ada who are researchers as well. (if i go with the newspaper route, the ada will work there instead lol) also, i think the pm is like a section of the yiga, and there are definitely some funny hijinks where akutagawa runs into them while on a mission and tries some shit lmao

just realized after writing all of this that you may not have played or even seen any stuff about totk, so im sorry ;^^ this doesnt have any huge spoilers tho at least?

oooo this is fun!

i'll be honest i don't know a ton about totk, but i don't mind spoilers or anything /gen

the idea of the ada being researchers or news ppl is very fun, i like that

this au is really cool, i haven't seen many (or any really) zelda aus for bsd so this is great, i really like the stories/backgrounds you've assigned to the main 3 in this au.

[dutchwinter]

okay actual correct music ask game . 100 gecs and cobra starship for artists and uhhhghjkg. blue sky noise by circa survive for album

100 gecs YEAAAFGGHH i havent gotten around to listening to 10000 gecs in full but ive heard a bit of every song. and i loved 1000 gecs like two years ago i was OBSESSED with that album. ill say i know em even if im not all that familliar with their new album

Favourite Song: bloodstains or hand crushed by a mallet

Least Favourite Song: uhhh maybe ringtone? sorry i can only answer with 1000 gecs songs bc i dont remember their other music all that well. except bloodstains i listen to that everyday

Favourite Album: 1000 gecs

Least Favourite Album: i guess 10000 gecs but thats only because i dont know it well. i love it though

Song that got me into them: im not sure i dont have good memory..

Seen Live?: noo

Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 

cobra starship... i love the music i have heard but havent heard much though so yeah i dont know em. i know you make me feel hot mess and snakes on a plane lol. when i found out you make me feel was a cobra starship song i almost exploded tbh.

First song youtube took me to: well its you make me feel but im gonna scroll until i find a song i dont know. literally the 3 i know came up. okay its guilty pleasure.

First Impression: this sounds kinda familliar lol maybe i have heard it but if i have i dont remember so whatev. he doesnt even read.

Do I like it?: i actually really liked this song. i love fun pop music from the 2000s early 2010s. its like the best music ever made

Would I listen to more from them?: yes of course

Rate (from what I heard): cobra starship is the best band on earth

blue sky noise.. im afraid to say this but i have not finished this album i know like. 3 songs. ill go listen right now i swear it. OH MY GOD GAY PEOPLE WIN. sorry im literally watching the you make me feel video right now. brb

okay its tomorrow ive listened to it. . um wel l that was the best album ever okay moving on

Opinion on cover design: i used to hate circa covers but like nevermind best things ive ever seen 10/10. i love this one though but there are some ones i like better

Favourite songS: ALL OF THEM?? i guess imaginary enemy frozen creek... i have to stop here bc ive named the entire album and deleted it pretty much.. spirit of the stairwell... etc..

Least favourite song: girl i guess compendium lol. but its good so whateverr.

Underrated track: idk

Overrated track: idkk man

Rate: i need to say here that all the songs i didnt mention are literally favorites. i cant stress this enoughh. what the fuck

BIG MUSIC ASK GAME

[goji-pilled]

Did you see the Movie 4 concept screenshot where Mami is in fucking SPACE and is standin atop a fuckin frozen stone statue of a woman???

bro i havent seen anything, im just mindlessly watching old gta videos at 2 am so like WHAT

[genderqueeradrien]

Good morning, tulip! Happy meet up day!! I hope you’re able to write that parody, I think they’re really fun ^^ I think I should admit that this... Definitely isn’t my typing style, lol. It’s kind of another layer of disguise ^^’ But! I’m excited for today! I cannot promise I’ll be normal about Dream but I will do my best! o7

— 🌻

gmorning!! i want 2 write it but i should probably work on my creative writing class first cuz my critique is due today fgfhgf. after that tho. assuming he doesnt face reveal b4 i finish. it will be frozen parody time >:D and ooo a disguise... i feel like hijm ꜜ

and yea no im absolutely going to be insane abt dream. this is extra funny for me cuz i dont even watch him i havent watched a dream video in like over a year unless watching tubbo watch a manhunt counts LMAO .like i dont even go here this is just like damien in mean girls the musical. probably the movie too but i havent seen it. THIS IS ALL OVER THE PLACE IM SORRYive jsut had a bunch of caffiene and my brain is scrampled egg

[chelleztjs18]

Hello you mrs. clean overpacker old head lefty eyebag 😅

Yes maam, you are older. You so old, you a mtlf. Hahahaha oh sheesh I'm sorry if I crossed the line there. And you'll just be old meanie head. I haven't seen your nice side yet 🤔 just kidding just kidding.

But you really mean for doing that! Now I gotta just come up with the ending while you having fun and not writing 🤣

You got everything packed though and ready to go?

See, this is why I can't write. If I make a story, it'll start mysterious. Then I will end it with a joke or something else. My readers will go wtf hahahaha

I had a Miley phase when I was younger. But not like crazy or anything. I just love her voice. But no, I would not have played her over and over again if I work. Whenever I work in the kitchen while opening, I usually play rock alternative songs. So I can be more awake 🤣

Oh you be flirting with people on your asks?? You sly fox. Hm, she pointed it out, was she jealous? 🤔

Which do you like more though, NSync or Backstreet Boys?

My teenage years, I'm probably the same.. and Maroon 5. I love Maroon 5. I think I also listen to Maroon 5, the songs about Jane album when I am sad.

There are songs that give out sexy vibe. I have a few actually that I know on top of my head that I would play if I wanna set the mood 😅 how about you?

Okay, since we're on a song list questions. Name 3 songs that reminds you of your favorite person.

-CuriousGeorge

Hahaha wow, u just like to rub it in my face that i'm old huh? 😅🤣

Oh wow, i thought u r older than i am.. because the way u talk about backpain like u r almost 40 😅🤣

Mtlf? What is mtlf? Is it a typo from what u meant milf? Because if it is what u meant, then i will say no i'm not..😅🤣 yes i am a mom. But no, im not a milf. Because milf r hot n im not. Im far from that. 😊 but thank u.

Its okay, u didnt cross the line. I got that quite a few times in here just because of i'm a mom n my age. 😅

Haha well, u havent seen my nice side yet? Thats because i take it slow on showing how nice i am.😅 did u forget that i'm a shy person?

Yeah im already kinda packed. 1 suitcase was ready but i gotta re-arrange it.😩

I never heard of her songs, only the wrecking ball one.

Haha u can still be a writer, u can write however u wanna write even though ur follower will be "wtf" because it's ur story.

Well, i thought i wasnt flirting with people on my asks (including u) but she told me that i was.. 😅🤣 yes, she got jealous but then she understand n know i didnt mean it so she let it pass. Lol. But yeah she said that i was flirting in the ask all the time. Then i got really confused.🤣🤣

I love both of them. All their songs r good. But if i hv to pick britney or christina aguilera, i would pick britney..

Ah yeah! Maroon 5! Oh my gosh, how come i forgot about them. Yeah their songs about jane album was really good. Have u heard the accoustic album for that album yet? It's really good. Whats ur favorite of their songs? Mine is Sweetest Goodbye.. dang now i wanna listen to them.

Yes i think there are songs that's sexy. I usually listen to them when i write smut. Some of them sometimes dont have sexy lyrics but the vibe n beat give a sexy vibes. Oh okay, gimmie the songs please?maybe i will.listen to it when i write my next smut.😁

Hmm..

1. Annie's song

2. Let it go frozen soundtrack (my daughter)

3. Goodbye the saddest world (my mom)

4. Any jazz songs (my dad)

What about urs?

Next question?

Cheerio!

[domjaehyun]

jaemin looks like the lizard from frozen 2 in the first pic, i wanted to say it on twitter but i had a feeling someone’s gonna think im hating on him 😭

i had to google bc i havent seen the movie BUT SDJFGJKLJ THAT’S FUNNY and no this is safer dw i got ur back

[kingfisherbones]

ARE YOU OUT THERE?

DO YOU KNOW ME?

CAN YOU FEEL ME?

CAN YOU SHOW ME?

[mihai-florescu]

thoughtd on the fact that yuki would probably kin elsa from frozen?

Why stop there i think we should do an entire idolish7 frozen AU

[shamjiggles]

hair down elsa... yes

[4giorno]

when someone says anything positive about frozen 2

[sketchydetails17]

Hey, I was wondering if I could use your Frozen au, but change each character? It wouldn’t be a direct copy, more of a reference. I’ll only do it if you are okay with that.

Sure, go ahead! I’d love to see what people make! Also, it’s not my AU, though I made quite a bit of fanart for it. I’ve tagged the creators in a previous post.

Nevertheless, I’m 100% in favor of fanart. Have at it! And lmk when it’s done, I’d love to see it!

[mrs-mikko-rantanen]

I'm gonna start calling naptime half-time because I played lacrosse games that were easier than this