#raaaaaaah

What if Hornet dragged them out to explore Pharloom after the whole mess was over...

"It is this sentinel's d-duty to protect the--"

YA'LL SHOULD ALREADY KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS SCENE AND HOW MUCH I NEED THEM TO BE MARRIED AND HAVE A MILLION BABIES-

STOPPPPP I LOVE OLD MAN!!!

BABY GOT HER TOMMY GUN, THATS ALL I NEEDED!!!

Oh your SO not beating the allegations buddy

Thought it was actually going to happen for a millisecond, scared the life out of me!

THE OFFICE!?

NAH ZOOBLE IS SLOWLY BUT SURELY MAKING THEIR WAY UP ON THE FAVORITE CHARACTER LIST FOR ME

"My girlfriend is so hot-"

He's into it, trust-

"I've seen your internet history"

This whole scene was BURSTING with angst and I was 1000% percent on board for it

Also this:

TAKE MY BANK ACCOUNT WHILE YOUR AT IT!!!

DON'T CALL ME OUT LIKE THIS!!

PROMOTED TO FAV

"God you look stupid "

No you look hot-WHO SAID THAT!?!

Me and my homie after one normal day:

HUGGIES!!!

COUPLE SHIRTS!?!

"Ah, I love my crazy gremlin girlfriend"

LASHES

"Don't kiss her, don't kiss her, don't kiss her, don't kiss her-"

KISS KISS KISS KISS-

This is hilarious out of context

"Come, fly with me, gatinha~

I do not approve the murder of my king, but OH ME GOSH LOOK HOW CUTE THEY ARE!!!

...bunnydoll crumbs...

Having this super traumatic flash back or whatever...

"Hey babe? have you seen the waffles?"

like first your daughter come with a bunch of wildflowers to put in your and eurydice’s hair and then dream and orpheus show up with huge bouquets and equally smug faces.

and in between they each pick a small bouquet for your daughter

“THEY’RE JUST ONE BIG HAPPY FAMILY AND NOTHING BAD HAPPENED EVER!!!!!!” i scream as they drag me into the asylum <3

“how much farther, little love?”

“ooh! pretty…”

orpheus chuckled as he placed his little sister on the grass, watching her toddler off to grab some wildflowers from the edges of the pathway.

next to him, morpheus exhaled fondly, watching his daughter continue to pluck the flowers she deemed the prettiest. he had a half mind to apologize to fiddler’s green for his daughter’s constant flower picking, but he knew that fiddler’s green didn’t mind.

nothing but the best for the princess of the dreaming.

he was holding a woven basket lined with a blanket, and nearly topped with wildflowers and pretty rocks she’d found along the way.

“papa! here!”

morpheus knelt down slightly, holding the basket up so his little girl could deposit her handful of yellow daisies into the basket (which couldn’t *possibly* hold more flowers).

“don’t you think that’s enough, my posy?” morpheus asked his daughter.

the little girl stared up at him pensively for a few moments before she nodded her head.

morpheus and his son exchanged a look before the king of dreams and nightmares rose to his feet and took his child’s tiny hand in his. “shall we go to your mother, then?” he asked.

again, she nodded. her other tiny hand reached for her brother, who gladly bent his knees slightly so he could hold her hand. the two men allowed her then to lead them back to where orpheus’ wife, eurydice, and you, morpheus’ wife, were sitting.

you looked up, momentarily pausing your conversation with eurydice as your daughter, step-son, and husband approached. eyeing the basket of wildflowers, you smiled and opened your arms as your daughter came barreling over, nearly toppling you over.

“there you are, my sweet girl!” you said, peppering her little face with kisses and smiling as you drew back. “were you picking flowers with your father?” you asked.

your daughter nodded her head, and quickly ran to morpheus, all but snatching the basket from his hand before rushing back to you and a bewildered eurydice.

“is that for us, my love?” eurydice asked the small girl, who nodded happily with a toothy little grin. “isn’t that sweet? and did your father and brother help you?”

she made a face then, and morpheus and orpheus looked mildly amused (and offended) when she shook her head no. still, that little grin on her face gave her away.

“how dare you two big men make this little one pick her own flowers?” you teased, leaning back slightly as your daughter began picking flowers out of the basket to put in eurydice’s hair. “shame on you.”

morpheus huffed, a little smile on his face. “she refused our help every time she could. my only job was to carry the basket,” he said.

“and mine to carry her when she didn’t want to,” orpheus added with a smile, taking a seat by eurydice and reaching over to poke his little sister’s side, delighting in that little giggling squeal she gave.

you looked up at morpheus again and smiled, holding your hand out for him to join you. “and you? have you not brought me flowers?” you asked him with a playful pout.

your husband gave you an amused look.

“do you truly think so little of me?” he asked. he pulled a bouquet of flowers from behind his back, and placed them on your lap before taking a seat at your side. “i know better than to come to you empty handed, my love.” he said, leaning in to place a kiss to your lips.

you returned the kiss, smiling against his soft lips before drawing back, your cheeks darkening. “thought so.” you said, glancing over to orpheus and eurydice, who were deep in conversation with your little girl, who was chatting animatedly about all the flowers and butterflies she’d seen throughout the day.

you placed your head on morpheus’ shoulder, and he leaned his own against yours, bringing your hand to his lips to press a gentle, featherlight kiss to your knuckles.

“did you pick her flowers?” you asked your husband silently, and he chuckled against you.

“of course i did,” he answered, his thumb brushing against the back of your hand. “it is her birthday, after all.”

“good,” you said. “save them for after dessert. she’ll get too excited otherwise.”

I'M FINALLY FUCKING FREE OF THIS AWFUL PAGE 2 I can finally do better on the backgrounds and shit-

This page was definitely rushed- I hate it