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All I've wanted is for you to be happy. I just always believed that there is a difference between getting what you think will make you happy and actually being content with the many blessings you already have.
Faith Hogan, The Place We Call Home
#Faith Hogan#The Place We Call Home#Quote#quote of the day#quotes#life quotes#life#life advice#love#love quotes#relationship quotes#relationship advice
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The Guest House by the Sea by Faith Hogan
Rating: ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤
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The Gin Sisters' Promise by Faith Hogan
The Gin Sisters’ Promise by Faith Hogan
Dear Fellow Reader,
Do you ever have those times when you drift away from reading? It doesn’t happen to me often but sometimes I get busy doing other things and neglect my reading. This is not good when I have two book groups to say nothing of the reading I do for reviews.
I decided that it is time to take some of the guilt for not reading that stack of TBR books that reside in the living room.…
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A list of things Akiza started to do after S1, headcanons—
Gardening with her mother in their backyard; besides roses, they also grow tulips, hydrangeas, and daffodils among other things
Going to art exhibits and museums with her father, who decided to cut back on his political life to make up for lost time
Learnin how to babysit kids first time using Luna and Leo as practice at Poppo Time
Getting into doing her nails
Making friends with a female student in her year but from another class; they talk about classes and help each other study for upcoming exams
After being mentored by Crow to take his place in the WRGP, they start hanging out more after Akiza gets out of school; their go-to is Café Vameowlla
Learning Russian with the help of Papa Izinski—and later Jack who is also learning it
After getting her license, she starts taking Bloody Kiss to school
She studies and is smart, but she isn't always the top student in every subject—though she retains the crown at dueling all the way to graduation
Getting into holidays to the fullest! She really enjoys Valentine's Day and Christmas because she likes giving gifts
Becoming friend with Jack on her own—Jack at some point invited himself over to the Izinski residence and took the chance to re-do first impressions with Mama and Papa Inzinski; he completely charmed the pants off them
At some point, she wants to experience the street life and asks Crow who immediately goes, "Let me show you the world."
Idk, in return for tutoring her, Akiza starts covering for milk at Poppo Time, so the only errands she does at the grocery store is buy more milk, lmaololololol. Yūsei appreciates it a lot and is happy to have an endless supply of milk
Do NOT tag as Faith — OP will block you, thanks
#flame muses#DO NOT TAG AS FAITH#you can make your own post#its an instant block because i gave fair warning#akiza izinski#aki izayoi#izayoi aki#crow hogan#jack atlas#yusei fudo#look akiza is doing things#the bonding again with her parents took time but they worked hard on it#cafe Vameowlla is so cute 🥺#it also serves cake and desserts and its a lot fo subtle cat decorations#akiza and crow becomes regualrs#best girlfreinds u_u#yugioh#yugioh 5ds#ygo#EDIT I MADE AKIZA THE MILKMAN LOLOLOLOL
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I want to tweak Crow’s character in the Dark Signer arc. I have a lot of ideas and scenarios. Most of which are tied to my headcanon continuity. The most important things I want to do are:
Get rid of the fridge.
Somehow get Pearson involved (well the spirit of Black-Winged Dragon that’s a better way to put it).
Try to keep things the same despite the changes.
Have the kids live just so Crow has people cheering for him (I am sorry Trudge and your pity cheer).
Through it all, not lose inspiration to write this.
This isn’t a complete re-write of Crow’s involvement in the Dark Signer arc. The fic will start most likely start when the fog arrives.
This wasn't supposed to be a thing, but I am excited to try it.
#crow hogan#yugioh 5ds#ygo 5ds#that last part is gonna be hard#I absolutely hate my writing and have no faith in my skills#this will be a challenge#I am probably gonna force myself to pick a scenario#and stick with it no matter how bad it snowballs#fanfic update
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The Willoughby Family Album: Volume I
Ouch! John’s work performance is really not what it should be, and he’s been unceremoniously given the boot.
So, to cheer himself up, he makes a wish, hardly daring to believe it might really come true - although Caroline swears by this old lamp.
And what he wishes for is a hot tub full of hot women - it seems to be working!
To top it off, women keep casually-on-purpose dropping by to swoon over him - this is the life!
Daughter Louisa is determined to master the art of muffin baking.
Needs more work.
Caroline enters her golden years in the only way she knows how - with a party!
(I’m trying out a slightly new look for my Sims: I’ve revamped my default replacements, and I’m using a sclera mask to make their eyes a bit more animation-friendly. So if they look a little different, that’s why.)
Faith Goodie has never made an appearance in my game before (she’s languishing in the Sim Bin), but she gate crashes the party just to admire John.
The party draws to a close with Caroline giving old squeeze Henry a parting squeeze.
The lamp continues to work its magic for John.
While he’s happy for Andrea Hogan to eat dinner with the family, he doesn’t seem to want her to stay for coffee.
Being a Natural Cook, Louisa swiftly perfected her junior-bake-off skills, and now mostly subsists on muffins.
She’s still a bit of a lonely child (she never brings anyone home from school) and her best friend apart from her parents is Georgia, an elder dog that John recently adopted. Louisa constantly rolls Wants to play and interact with Georgia - bless!
Georgia’s stats:
~ Virgo
~ Genius / Independent / Finicky
Georgia might be an old dog...
but she needs to learn a few new tricks, and the task falls to Louisa.
Oh yes, John is back in the game!
And then some - Andrea Hogan turns out to be a useful contact!
Despite his philandering ways, John is always an attentive parent, and he has an excellent relationship with each of his kids - they all adore him, regardless of his flaws.
#sims 2#gameplay#merybury#caroline bingley#john willoughby#louisa willoughby#louie willoughby#georgia willoughby#henry crawford#faith goodie#andrea hogan#willoughby family
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Valley Christian High’s Booster Club Serves Up the Perfect Football Sandwich
Valley Christian High’s Booster Club Serves Up the Perfect Football Sandwich
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Barbeque loaded with tasty tri-tip for VC fans to enjoy courtesy the VC Football Booster Club and Dave and Faith Hogan.
By Loren Kopff • @LorenKopff on Twitter
November 8, 2022~The Valley Christian High football program has a longstanding history of tradition on the field, especially with former head coach Mike Wunderley and its players. But Friday nights are not limited to the games or…
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Love me back to life - Part 1
A/N: We all knew this was coming! Leave a heart, comment or reblog if you enjoyed the story :))
Pairing: Tony Stark x F! Reader
Warnings: 18+ angst but a little hurt comfort as well. Tony’s kind of an asshole in this one, the relationship isn’t exactly healthy.
Word count: 1.9k
Tony Stark Masterlist
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He was late.
Again.
Tony had missed dinner for the fifth time in a row now, not that you were counting. It had been over fifteen hours since you last saw the man, not that you were counting. And it had been over two weeks since you had had sex with him, but not that you were counting.
Tony Stark - the man, the myth, the legend. Genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. The best if not most popular Avenger in the entire world. A man with more enemies than friends. Also, your fiance. But you were unsure about the last bit.
He had proposed six months ago in a room full of disquisitive journalists that went ballistic at the announcement. A glittery rock that easily cost more than your apartment sat on your finger, for the world to see you were his.
Of course, that didn’t stop dumb, heavy-chested women to throw themselves at him at social events. You were privy to it all, because you had faith in him that he didn’t have eyes for anybody else. At least you knew that in the past. Now though, you weren’t so sure. It had become somewhat of a ritual for the two of you to enter a party hand in hand and go your separate ways.
He would be the center of attention, obviously, enjoying every bit of the adulation he got while you would find a deserted corner for yourself and your beloved glass of wine. By the time the night ended, or rather morning, Tony would be drunk off his ass or passed out with a random blonde drooling nearby. You would have Happy Hogan to help get him home, where he’d disappear in his lab once he regained consciousness.
Never in your life did you think you’d be jealous of a goddamn laboratory. The room who got to see Tony every single day, for the longest time, sometimes for days on end. His safe space that you once thought you were.
You did everything in your might to be there for him, it took effort and sacrifices on your part, but Tony was worth it all. He had managed to crawl his way into your heart and carve a space meant just for him, with no room for a third. You loved him with every last cell in your body, you did. You just wish he could see that, and even if he could see it, you wished he could care enough to let you know your efforts weren’t fruitless.
Yet another expensive bottle of wine sat in the ice bucket, the food you’d ordered from his favorite restaurant now cold, the velvety red dress you’d purchased just for him now hung on your frame unappreciated. Your mood plummeted with every glass of wine you finished, watching the hours tick by.
“FRIDAY, where is he?” you sighed, asking the AI who’d become your informant and best friend, as sad as that was.
In the lab, Miss. Do you want me to remind him again?
Her crisp voice sounded through the walls, almost sympathetic to your state.
“No. Don’t bother him. Wouldn’t make much of a difference anyway.” you murmured, swallowing the last bit of disappointment before getting up and heading to your room.
In the shower, you had let the tears flow and mix with the water that cascaded down your body, mind exhausted from the constant heartbreak. You knew that the only thing waiting for you outside that door was the giant, empty bed that had the last traces of Tony on them.
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You had woken up with a stinging headache the next day, a futile glance to your left let you know Tony hadn’t made it to bed last night. It wasn’t uncommon. The occurrence had just multiplied over the last few months.
If you were keeping track, and you were, it had been over two days since Tony had slept, FRIDAY corroborated your suspicions as well.
You got dressed and headed downstairs to his lab, a blast of cold air sent chills down your spine as you entered.
There he was.
Surrounded by screens emitting a glowing blue light, mouth mumbling something incoherent to your non-science based mind, fingers trembling as he moved about the space, drawing your attention to the numerous empty cups of coffee that lay strewn. His eyes weren’t focusing on his task at hand, his stats reflected in red, flashing before you and letting you know his heart rate was way over normal.
“Tony.” you called softly, waiting for him to turn around and see you. You repeated yourself when he did not, placing a hand on his back only for him to jump and be startled at the touch.
“Hey! It’s only me.”
He seemed to relax instantly once he saw you, you however grew worried at his appearance. Eyes that looked beyond tired, bags under them concerning, his whole body language screamed exhaustion.
“FRIDAY, shut this thing off.” you mumbled, taking Tony by his hand to the couch that sat near the wall to your right. You were glad he didn’t protest, and borderline worried if he had the energy left to do so.
He didn’t.
You handed him water, watching him flinch at first probably realizing it wasn’t coffee before finishing it in one go. He grabbed your wrist before you could turn around again, looking up at you desperately, his brown orbs yelling a silent cry of help.
What broke your heart is that it wasn’t the first time this had happened.
“Tony, you have to eat something.”
“No.”
He pulled you down next to him, planting his head in your lap while his arms wound around your middle, hugging you like his life depended on it, which it was. His breathing evened out as sleep finally took over almost instantly. You sighed, leaning back against the plush sofa, your fingers found their way in Tony’s hair, carding through them while your eyes brimmed with tears.
“I’d like to not die of this cold, FRI.” you closed your eyes, letting a few stray tears escape as everything around you returned to homeostasis, even if internally things were radically different.
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“When was the last time you had a good night’s sleep, Y/N?”
Rhodey’s voice pulled your attention away from the paintings you were sifting through. A major chunk of Tony Stark’s fan following were kids, who sent him drawings of Iron Man swooping in to save the day. They always put a smile on your face, watching their faces light up with joy every time he waved at them, signed their drawings, picked one of the kids up for a pose.
“I’m pretty sure that question was meant for that crazy genius of a man signing autographs over there.”
You pointed to Tony at the far end of the restaurant you were at, clicking pictures with a bunch of teenagers who were gushing over him, signing their posters and entertaining them with his stories.
“And to answer your question, it’s been the same amount of time since he had a good night’s sleep.” you sighed, leaning back against your chair, sipping on your drink, avoiding Rhodey’s eyes.
It worried him greatly watching his two friends struggle, watching their health deteriorate in front of his eyes was heartbreaking.
“Do you want me to talk to him?”
“By all means, knock yourself out, Rhodes.” You chuckled, knowing fully well how that interaction was gonna go. You had been there and done that. It was falling on deaf ears.
There was a commotion which caught your eye. Tony Stark stumbled out of the restaurant clutching a hand over his heart.
Panic set in as you both followed him out, pushing people out of the way as they gathered with their phones out, capturing every moment.
You saw him step into his suit, the metal closing in around the man like a second skin before he knelt on the road in distress.
“Check the heart, Jarvis. Is it—is it the brain?” Tony took in a deep breath, trying everything in his might to find the source of his current state.
No sign of cardiac anomaly or unusual brain activity, Sir.
Jarvis spoke in his crystal clear voice, the suit display showing him stats that everything was normal.
“Okay, was I poisoned then?”
My diagnosis is that you’ve experienced a severe anxiety attack.
Tony’s eyes went wide in realization, he couldn’t believe it. His heart hammered against his ribcage, his breath still labored but he was okay. It was just an anxiety attack. It could be handled.
The chatter of people around bothered him and before you or Rhodey could utter a word, he took off, zooming off into the sky, homebound.
Rhodey wrapped an arm around your shoulders, giving you a reassuring squeeze as you closed your eyes and sighed.
“That idiot needs an intervention and damn it, he’s gonna get one. Don’t worry, Y/N, we’ll bring him back.”
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Rhodey wasted no time in storming into his lab, catching the Avenger sitting still in the Ford Model B who looked mildly irked when his music was turned off.
“I’ve got to change the combination of the doors.” He muttered.
“Yeah, you probably should so nobody would find you dead in this lab.” Rhodey glared at the man who was avoiding his eyes, fiddling around with a screwdriver, his fingers trembling.
“Seriously Tony, what have you done to yourself?” He asked, his voice softer this time.
Tony’s eyes had sunken since the last time he saw him, his face distraught. All signs of PTSD visible in his demeanor.
“You need to accept the fact that you’re not okay, Tony. You need help. And sleep. And food—”
“And Y/N.”
Rhodey stopped mid-sentence at his admission, giving his shoulder a squeeze as Tony’s brown eyes glistened, finally looking up at his oldest friend.
“Oh I’m glad you still remember her.”
“She’ll save me. She always has.” Tony murmured mostly to himself, leaning back against the car seat.
“She’ll save you alright. But what about her? What about the relationship? There won’t be a relationship to save if you keep this up, Stark. That woman has done more for you than you could possibly imagine. You’re killing yourself and you’re taking her with you.”
Tony’s heart dropped to his stomach at Rhodey’s words. He was right.
You were there for the man since the world got to know he was Iron Man. After Obadiah Stane almost killed him, after Ivan Vanko, after he fell through the wormhole. It was you who kept him alive somehow. You had been there for him.
Always.
He, on the other hand, had always taken advantage of that. He had been a terrible boyfriend and a fiance, hell, he had been an awful human being these past few months.
It was almost surprising that you hadn’t left him yet. However, by the way your appearances in his lab had seemingly reduced, he was sure you were close to giving up. He wouldn’t blame you if you did. You didn’t deserve this treatment.
You deserved better.
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Reminder: Vote based on the song, not the artist or specific recording! The tracks referenced are the original artist, aside from a few rare cases where a cover is the most widely known.
Lyrics, videos, info, and notable covers under the cut. (Spotify playlist available in pinned post)
Angel With A Shotgun
Written By: Evan Taubenfeld, Frank Sidoris, Chantry Johnson, Joey Thunder, Alex Marshall & Bohnes
Artist: The Cab
Released: 2012
“Angel With A Shotgun” is a rousing love song by The Cab, about a lover’s promise to his/her significant other. This opening track of the band’s sophomore album, Symphony Soldier sets the mood for the whole album.
[Intro]
(Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah)
(Oh yeah, oh yeah) I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun
(Oh yeah, oh yeah) Angel with a shotgun, shotgun, shotgun
[Verse 1]
Get out your guns, battle's begun
Are you a saint or a sinner?
If love's a fight, then I shall die
With my heart on a trigger
[Pre-Chorus]
They say before you start a war
You better know what you're fighting for
Well baby, you are all that I adore
If love is what you need, a soldier I will be
[Chorus]
I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting 'til the war's won
I don't care if heaven won't take me back
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe
Don't you know you're everything I have?
And I wanna live, not just survive tonight
[Verse 2]
Sometimes to win, you've got to sin
Don't mean I'm not a believer
And Major Tom will sing along
Yeah, they still say I'm a dreamer
[Pre-Chorus]
They say before you start a war
You better know what you're fighting for
Well baby, you are all that I adore
If love is what you need, a soldier I will be
[Chorus]
I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting 'til the war's won
I don't care if heaven won't take me back
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe
Don't you know you're everything I have?
And I wanna live, not just survive tonight
[Bridge]
Oh, oh whoa whoa, whoa
Oh, (Oh yeah) oh whoa (Oh yeah) whoa, (Oh yeah) whoa (Oh yeah)
Oh, (Oh yeah) oh whoa (I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun, yeah) (Oh yeah) whoa, (Oh yeah) whoa (Oh yeah)
Oh, (Oh yeah) oh whoa (I'm an angel with a shotgun, shotgun) (Oh yeah) whoa, (Oh yeah) whoa (Oh yeah)
[Chorus]
I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting 'til the war's won
I don't care if heaven won't take me back
I'm an angel with a shotgun, fighting 'til the war's won
I don't care if heaven won't take me back
I'll throw away my faith, babe, just to keep you safe
Don't you know you're everything I have? (I'm an angel with a shotgun)
And I want to live, not just survive (Live, not just survive)
And I'm gonna hide, hide, hide my wings tonight
[Outro]
They say before you start a war
You better know what you're fighting for
Well baby, you are all that I adore
If love is what you need, a soldier I will be
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Dreams
Written By: Noel Hogan & Dolores O'Riordan
Artist: The Cranberries
Released: 1992
“Dreams” was the first single released by The Cranberries after being signed to Island Records. However, the band’s video for “Linger” was picked up by MTV in 1994 while they toured with London Suede and that song reached the top 40 in five countries. So, “Dreams” was then reissued and found chart success. The song was written about “feeling really in love for the first time”.
[Refrain]
Oh, my life
Is changing every day
In every possible way
And oh, my dreams
It's never quite as it seems
Never quite as it seems
[Chorus 1]
I know I've felt like this before
But now I'm feeling it even more
Because it came from you
Then I open up and see
The person falling here is me
A different way to be
[Bridge]
Ah
La ya
La la ya
La-ah-ah
[Verse]
I want more
Impossible to ignore
Impossible to ignore
They'll come true
Impossible not to do
Impossible not to do
[Chorus 2]
And now I tell you openly
You have my heart so don't hurt me
You're what I couldn't find
A totally amazing mind
So understanding and so kind
You're everything to me
[Refrain]
Oh, my life
Is changing every day
In every possible way
And oh, my dreams
It's never quite as it seems
'Cause you're a dream to me, dream to me
[Outro]
Ah, la-a-la-ah, la la la
La-a-la-ah, la-ah ah ah
Ah, la-a-la-ah, la la la
La-a-la-ah, la-ah ah ah
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The 1967 Barbara McNair episode of Hogan’s Heroes seems to be the only one currently purged from Amazon Prime.
In this episode, Ivan Dixon uses the Adam Clayton Powell catch phrase, “Keep the faith, baby!” to great laugh track approval.
Barbara McNair plays a Detroit torch singer employed by a Nazi clubowner. Ivan Dixon wants to recruit her for a secret mission to steal Nazi defense plans.
She shouts at him, “What makes you think you can walk in here and casually ask me to jeopardize everything I’ve built up all my life? Even risk my life! For what? What? For a country that gave me nothing - and I mean Not. A. Thing.”
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You get to a stage in life, when really, you have to take your happiness as it is. I'd be a very disappointed old lady now if I waited for everything to come along in the packaging that I'd wished for.
Faith Hogan, The Girl I Used To Know
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The Runaway Distance Life Of A Little Stark chapter 31: Where do we Go from here?
Pairing: Tony Stark & daughter!Reader, tony stark x Pepper potts, Tony stark & ben parker, Happy hogan, tony stark & Pepper potts, Maria hill & Tony stark, Ben parker, may parker & peter parker, Roberta Rhodey & tony stark, Peter parker & harley keener, Peter parker, harley keener & tony stark, Matt Murdoch & Foggy Nelson, Matt Murdoch x stark! Reader
Summary: What happens after the will
Warning: Kiss and flashback
"I'd also like to say that this USB is gonna burn out in a minute." You added on a slightly less serious note at the end. "You know, just in case certain people try to get their hands on this. Precautions and all that."
You took a slow intake of breath.
"That's it. For real, now. Goodbye... I love you."
Your words were hanging in the air even after the video had finished.
Nobody knew what to say or what to do or who was supposed to talk first after all of that. They simply kept to themselves in silence, the occasional sound of a sniffle or quiet sob being all that got through.
Pepper took a long minute to gather her thoughts and emotions as she wiped her eyes tenderly. She was the first to speak.
"Did (Y/n) leave anything else?" She asked quietly.
"I think that's it." Foggy said.
"No, there's more." Matt said, receiving a curious look from his partner. "Not something she left, but something she said."
"What was it?" Tony questioned, his tone eager.
"Only that if any of you needed help, you come to Nelson and Murdock if you don't know where else to go. She trusted us and she hoped that would be enough incentive. We hope so, too."
Foggy was quite surprised, clearly not having been in the room when you discussed this with Matt. The Starks and Parkers were also pleasantly taken aback, but found comfort knowing that you were watching out for them even now.
"We do have a calling card." Matt added. "Please, don't hesitate if you need us."
A silence followed as he waited for Foggy to put the copies of the mentioned card on the table. When he sensed that his partner didn't move, he lightly nudged Foggy's shoulder, prompting him into action.
"Thanks." Tony murmured, picking up one of the cards. "We'll think about it."
He was being genuine, of course. If he or Stark Industries ever needed a hand or two in legal obligations, he was assured by your faith in the lawyer duo. Pepper was thinking the same as each of them also took a card.
"Thank you." Ben also said, tucking it into his jacket. "If she trusted you, that's more than enough."
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After the meeting had been called to end, everyone headed out of the office.
"Until we meet again, Mr. Stark, Ms. Potts." Matt said, shaking their hands once more.
"It was a pleasure." Foggy added, doing the same.
"Thank you for taking care of (Y/n)'s wishes." Pepper said.
"She was wonderful to work with."
"Even after you tried to gift her with cigars." Matt commented.
"She said she was flattered."
"And that's where we stop talking." Tony quickly intervened. "Again, thanks for everything."
They exchanged farewells and, soon after, Pepper noticed something.
"Where's Harley and Peter?" She asked.
Tony looked around, spotting Roberta in conversation with her son and Happy. They walked over while the Parkers stayed to talk to Hill.
"Roberta, where are the boys?" Pepper asked again.
"They're just outside, dear." Roberta said, having heard the concern in the other woman's voice. "Safe and sound, I promise. They're taking a good look at that watch (Y/n) left to Peter."
Tony's lips flickered up in a small smile at the news. Before, whenever someone mentioned your name, he would find his chest tightening and his heart thumping, but now, although those feelings still remained, it was accompanied by something lighter too.
"I appreciate the eye." He said.
"Anytime." Roberta smiled. "And I have to ask, how did the meeting go?"
"It was certainly something."
"She told me to get a girlfriend." Happy spoke up, smiling weakly.
"Oh, did she now?" Roberta chuckled, also with a tilt of the lips. "That's easily remedied. I have a list of my friends' daughters who are single."
He immediately turned red with embarrassment. "You don't have to do that."
"Nonsense. If (Y/n) wanted you to get a girlfriend, we'll get you one. I'd recommend Alice. She's lovely, that girl."
As Roberta started to list the qualities of 'Alice', Happy looked to Rhodey for help, motioning for him to change the subject quickly.
"She also made a video." He said, saving his friend.
Roberta stopped what she was doing and a small gasp of surprise escaped from her lips. "She did?"
"Yeah."
"And what did she give you? Do you need a woman too?"
Rhodey looked down with a smile as he shook his head. "No. She actually left me her car."
"Oh, how lovely."
Tony couldn't resist a little smile as he moved behind his best friend to mouth 'it's a flying car.'
Roberta showed intrigue. "A flying car..."
Rhodey looked back up and wondered how she knew, only to catch sight of Tony mimicking a flying motion. He playfully glared and Tony shrugged innocently.
"A little unconventional, I'll admit, but our little girl always was as eccentric as her father." Roberta admitted, sparing Tony a kind glance. "A flying vehicle sounds just like her dream car. I hope you'll be sensible, James."
Rhodey nodded. "Always, Ma."
Roberta was assured by that at least. She trusted him to be safe enough since he already did the majority of his military missions in the War Machine suit anyway. Perhaps the car would be a useful addition to those missions too.
It brought a tear to her eye thinking about it. She could remember when you were barely old enough to talk, and one of the first things you said was Rhodey's name as you gave him your favorite toy car.
"Do you know what kind of car it is?" She asked.
Rhodey went to answer but paused when he realized that he didn't actually know. "I didn't ask."
Almost as if the mention had summoned them, Hill and the Parker couple walked over as well. Rhodey asked about the car as soon as he could, eager to see it.
"It's here." Hill explained. "The parking lot, all the way from the garage."
"And it's in good condition?" He asked.
"There were damages from the incident but we managed. I'll take you."
"Hold on, which incident?" Roberta questioned.
Hill looked towards Tony with an uneasy glance. There were some people who didn't know all the details about your death and she was one of them.
"I'll explain later." Hill said for now, motioning for Rhodey to follow her.
"Mom?" Rhodey asked, offering his hand.
Roberta happily accepted, going to follow the two.
"Hold on." Tony called, intervening before they got too far. "(Y/n)... She said she left the Avengers a place, that you'd show us. Where is it?"
Hill paused, sparing him a second glance. "In time. After I've sorted the car out, then you'll see the surprise. Just hang around."
"Alright. I'll be here."
She nodded thankfully and left with the Rhodes duo. After this, Tony turned back to Pepper and the others, tuning in to their conversation also.
"Where's Peter?" May was asking.
"Your nephew is okay." Pepper reassured her. "He's with another boy, Harley Keener. Is that alright with you, Mrs. Parker?"
"Of course, Ms. Potts, it'll be nice for him to make another friend. And, please, call me May."
"Only if you call me Pepper." The other woman teased, smiling at her. "I think they're just around the corner."
"Thank you. I've got to say, it's an honor to meet (Y/n)'s real family."
Pepper nodded in agreement. "We're all her family now. She loved you just as much as us by the sounds of it."
"I hope so. Ben and I will be heading home soon and we'd love for you to join us. It's a chance to see (Y/n)'s apartment before it's tidied."
"Of course." She looked over at Happy next. "We'll follow behind?"
"Sure." Happy confirmed. "No problem."
She would've asked Tony to come with them too but he had the whole Avengers thing to deal with first. She knew he'd rather get that out of the way before seeing the apartment. And with that concluded, Pepper, May, and Happy headed towards the cars. Ben opted to stay behind for a moment.
He found rest against a wall and had been completely quiet during the women's exchange due to the 60k check in his hands. He still couldn't believe your generosity, knowing he truly didn't deserve a reward that great after everything. The SHIELD stamp on the paper and your signature dotted down in cursive glistened in the dying sunlight, making him sigh.
Tony, who had been observing the other man from a distance, finally chose to approach. "Ben Parker?"
The older man looked up, shaken from his thoughts. "That's right."
"Hey. It was good to meet you, even under these... Well, you know."
Ben gave a stiff nod. "Yes, I know."
"Yeah. So, you, uh... You doing alright?"
In all honesty, there wasn't an answer to the question. Instead, he just showed Tony the salary check.
"This shouldn't be mine." He said. "If anyone, you should take it."
Tony raised a brow. "What?"
"You're her father. She always loved you the most, even from the start. She was good like that."
"That's what they tell me."
"I'm sorry you didn't get a redo. It was all she wanted during the last few years. She... She didn't know what else to do but work and save and survive. And this money, I can't accept it. Please, take it."
Tony hesitated, considering the words for a moment. "She left it to you, not me."
"Sixty thousand." Ben sighed. "I've only ever dreamed of that amount, and it's not even the whole thing. Agent Hill said there's more."
"Unfortunately I'm already rolling in money and silk sheets." He joked. "I think you should save it for the kid. That's what she wanted."
Ben remained silent for a moment, staring at the check. "She loved him so much."
"I'm sure. I wish I'd known her like you did. I didn't know anything until it was too late."
Ben understood. He thought back on the shared conversations with you about family issues. You used to be so angry and acted out because you didn't feel like Tony could see you when you were younger. He thought about how it all changed when the hit was sent out, when you changed.
Maybe Tony was right.
Even if Ben didn't want to accept all the money, the least he could do was respect your wish and send Peter to MIT when he was old enough if that was where he still wanted to go when the time came.
"You are a normal family, right?" Tony then asked. "No aliens, secret spies, or wizards involved? I'm only asking because there's been a lot of that lately."
Ben looked at him, holding back a small chuckle. "We're normal."
"Good. That's good. So you met (Y/n) through Fury?"
"That's right."
Tony waited for more. "You gonna make me ask about it?"
Ben did let a chuckle slip out that time and nodded. "I'll tell you. But it's what he'd call 'classified' so I'd appreciate it if you kept it between us."
"Yeah, no, totally." He mimicked a cross over his heart. "Just between us girls, I promise."
Ben smiled, already seeing shining similarities between you and your dad.
"It started with my brother - Richard - and his wife, Mary. They worked for SHIELD in the early days." He explained. "The agent and the scientist, that's what everybody called them. They were high up in the ranks and were one of the few that Fury called friends. They left Peter with May and I when they had missions out of state."
"They're gone too?"
"Yeah."
"I'm sorry."
"No, it's okay. It's been a while."
Tony, much unlike he usually would, felt a strong pang of sympathy for Peter losing his parents, especially as it sounded like SHIELD business probably ended their family. He knew that pain, losing you in a similar way.
"Does the kid know?" He asked.
Ben shook his head. "After we were told, I wanted Fury to remove everything. I didn't want any trace of Peter there to risk him being a target. When he's the right age, if he asks, then he'll know."
"Just like (Y/n)." Tony mumbled, remembering that the fear for others' safety is what prompted the running away. "Do you know why Fury chose her?"
"I'm not sure, to be honest. He told us that it just had to be. Peter just needed someone."
"Why? What happened?"
"There was... It was a bad series of incidents with a babysitter. Peter didn't understand what was happening until we realized and put a stop to it."
Tony stayed silent for a moment, mulling over the words. He understood what Ben hadn't explicitly said and felt more sympathy for Peter after hearing it. It also triggered some of his own worries about you and all the years he missed. What if something similar had happened because he hadn't been there? Did you ever have to experience that same confusion and fear?
"(Y/n) came afterwards and it really helped Peter." Ben added. "They had a good connection. She taught him how to build things and laugh again, and he even taught her some things too. Namely pranks."
The two men shared a smile at that.
"Peter's a sweet kid. He's kind and intelligent, and he needed someone like (Y/n) to grow with that. Especially after what happened with the sitter. I'm pretty sure the best part of his life was when she introduced him to Star Wars. Star Trek and Back To The Future too."
Tony nodded, envisioning the scene in his head.
"She's the reason he wants to go to MIT." Ben also revealed. "She said that the great hero Tony Stark went there too and he was fixated on it after that."
Tony had a mixed flurry of emotions go through him after that. You called him a hero. Not Iron Man or the Avenger, but him.
"Did she talk about me a lot?" He asked.
Ben smiled, giving him a nod. "Once she started to hate all the anger she felt and made it positive instead, she couldn't stop. Rather than resentful she became proud. She was so scared during the Battle of New York. Terrified. Then there were the panic attacks and the anxiety... She hated being away."
A lump formed in Tony's throat and prevented him from breathing properly. Every time he heard it, an apology or how proud you were, it didn't feel real. After all, he may have changed, but there would always be part of the man he used to be inside of him. That was a man no one should ever want to be proud of.
Ben was about to mention you being at the Stark Expo next but was suddenly interrupted by Harley and Peter. Peter was looking incredibly shy, and Harley rather excited. He took Peter straight up to Tony.
"Hi." He beamed.
"Hey, kid." Tony replied.
"This watch is so cool!" Harley showed Peter's wrist where it was still strapped on. "Karen is awesome! She's smart and cool and even funny! She tracks things too! (Y/n) was super smart!"
"Sure was." He smiled, taking a good look at the design. "What do you think, Peter?"
Peter looked like a deer in headlights, stunned that his hero was actually talking to him.
"Really cool." He mumbled. "I'm happy (Y/n) remembered."
"She'd never forget." Ben said as he ruffled his hair affectionately.
"You were pretty close, huh?" Tony asked.
Peter nodded. "She said we were special siblings. Not related by blood but related because of happiness and choice."
Tony Stark wasn't the kind of man to get emotional over simple words but knowing how much Peter clearly meant to you fueled that strange urge to protect the boy even more. He wanted to continue your mission to watch over Peter, to make you proud again.
"Hey, underoos." He said, kneeling down in front of Peter. "You're (Y/n)'s neighbor so that means you're mine now, too. How does that sound?"
Peter still looked pleasantly bewildered but now there was also a light in his eyes again.
"I'd like that." He said.
-
On their way back to the office, Matt and Foggy were deep in conversation.
Foggy was of course driving while Matt was verbally listing what you had willed and making sure that everyone had gotten what they were left with. After it was all confirmed, Foggy let his curiosity get the better of him.
"I didn't know (Y/n) wanted us to look out for her family." He commented. "I mean, I'll say yes, but it was in the will?"
Matt sighed as he nodded. "Sorry I didn't tell you."
"When did it happen?"
"After we sorted everything else last year. I made a promise to her."
Foggy glanced over, curious. "Why do I get the really annoying feeling that you're not telling me something?"
-
A year ago, Matt had wound up in a SHIELD recovery wing.
Some very lucky thugs had managed to get a few good hits in before he stopped their criminal activity. He was only saved a worse beating because a certain (Y/n) Stark had arrived with SHIELD agents to deal with the criminals too.
You were talking with the SHIELD doctor about Matt's condition. After a lengthy debrief, all things considered, he was going to be okay as long as he got plenty of rest.
"Thanks." You said to the doctor, giving him a friendly smile before you split ways.
He went into the office by the wing entrance and you headed over to Matt's bed. He was awake which was good.
"Morning, princess." You teased.
He turned towards the sound of your voice, managing a small smile. "Ellen."
"Hey. How you feeling?"
"Like a million bucks."
"Oh, I'm sure. By the way, I hope my estate agent is still kicking. That was quite the brawl."
"He's okay." Matt promised. "Alive? Yes. Traumatized? Probably."
You scoffed in amusement, sitting down beside the bed. "I guess that's the best any of us can ask for, huh?"
"Apparently so."
"You know, it's a good thing my team brought you here instead of the hospital. You and I both know a certain nurse who complains every time she's gotta stitch you up."
Matt nodded, smiling again. "'Violent vigilantism' she calls it."
"Exactly. At least in SHIELD, no one complains."
"Ah, yes. What's the jury on that?"
"A few broken ribs, a dash of bruising, a nice big spoonful of pain." The two of you shared a laugh. "Seriously, though, you'll be fine. Just rest up for a few days and take the painkillers as prescribed."
"Yes, ma'am."
"Ugh, please, I'm definitely not old enough to be considered a ma'am."
His lips curved up in a smirk. "Keep telling yourself that."
You mocked a gasp. "Matthew, how dare you."
He raised a hand in surrender. "Sorry. I couldn't resist."
You smiled either way. "You're lucky I like you, Mr. Vigilante. Although, I'm really not a fan of the suit."
Matt groaned. "Really? This again?"
"Come on! Let me work my magic. Pretty please?"
"No."
"But they're literally just pajamas at this point. And without a proper suit designed to withstand a few matches, what if you get hurt even worse in future? Do you really want everyone worrying about you? I mean, with a new suit I could modify shock absorption, boost the force of a punch, even give you soles as light as a feather so you're extra quiet-"
"Fine."
You froze. "Wait, really?"
"You won't stop until I say yes, so... Yes. Just don't lose sleep over it. I know what you're like."
You grinned, happy. "Thank you, Matty."
"Just don't give me one of those AI's you're so fond of. I like FRIDAY, but I don't want that kind of distraction."
"Okay, okay. We'll take notes later."
"You're very persistent, you know that?"
"I do. It's great."
Matt shook his head with a subtle smile. "How are the others?"
"They're fine." You replied. "Worried about you, but fine. I let them know that you'll live."
"Good. And thanks again."
"For what?"
"Arriving with those agents. I'm pretty sure I'd be at the bottom of a dumpster without you."
"Hey, no sweat. I'm just happy I got to kick some ass."
"Still, I don't like it when others have to get involved." He lowered his voice so any lingering ears wouldn't pick up what he was saying. "Especially when one of them is a runaway billionaire."
"Again, I got to kick ass. It's all good."
You shared a smile.
"Oh, and Fogs called earlier." You added. "Just beside himself with worry."
Matt chuckled. "Really?"
"Dreadful, it was. But I dropped by at the office and explained what happened and he found solace in my words."
"Naturally."
"Yep. You've got a true friend there. He even gave me cigars as a thanks for helping you out."
"Of course he did." He sighed.
"Yeah, what's up with that? Why cigars?"
"We're probably better off not knowing."
"Fair point. I'm more of a beer drinker anyway. Maybe a really aged wine. Anyway, I told him I was flattered. I'll probably be handing them off to some of the guys who might actually use them. Don't tell him that last bit, though."
"Your secret is safe with me."
"Many thanks." You laughed a little but soon turned serious as you remembered the second reason you stopped at the office. "While I was there I also dropped off the box for the will. And the USB."
Matt nodded in understanding, knowing how much all of it meant to you. "How are you holding up?"
You went to reply but hesitated. In all honesty, you were scared. The will was just a precaution and you tried to play it off with jokes but the reality that things could turn very bad very quickly was starting to bite at you.
"It's weird." You confessed. "Planning my own death is... You don't expect to be doing that until you're at least fifty and yet here I am. I'm just glad I've got you, Matty. And Fogs. I wouldn't have asked anybody else."
Matt reached out and you held his hand as he spoke next. "We'll always be here for you, (Y/n). I promise."
"I know. I'm grateful. Any other person would've blabbed to the whole world about who I am."
"Yeah, well, I was taught to respect others, not exploit them."
You smiled a little. "I didn't expect morals from a boxing background."
"You'd be surprised."
"I don't doubt it."
You hesitated next, thinking about a request you had.
"If it's not too much, there's something else I'd like to add in the will. Well, sort of. It's more of a personal thing."
Matt nodded. "Of course."
"If something does happen to me in the end and I do end up... Dead... I want to leave your details with my family. The Parkers and the Starks. I'd feel better knowing they had you and Fogs protecting them."
He was surprised. "We'd be happy to. But your dad? I think he can afford better than us."
"True, but I don't exactly trust anyone else after what happened. His lawyer could be a - a sewer alien or something."
"A... Sewer alien?"
You laughed. "I don't know! But... Yeah. And you never know, you could even be an honorary Avenger out of it."
"I think I'll pass on that. Do they even need the help?"
"Everyone needs help."
"Alright. We'll do what we can."
"Thank you, Matty."
"I should be saying that to you." He joked, referring to his current condition.
You squeezed his hand lightly. "Still, I appreciate you looking out for me."
"(Y/n), I'd do anything for you. I promise."
You felt a warm sensation inside, like butterflies of nerves and anticipation. Whether it was just his words or something else entirely, you found yourself drawn to Matt. He was so genuinely kind and helpful and intelligent. He was one of the truest people you knew.
And so, letting your bold side take control, you slowly leaned in until your lips were mere inches apart. You felt both his and your own breath hitch at the sudden closeness. For a moment, you hesitated. But neither pulled away.
Matt was the one to close the gap, kissing you so softly you almost wanted to beg for more. His hand tightened around yours and you used your other hand to cup his cheek and deepen the kiss.
-
"How did I miss all of that?!" Foggy practically yelled, stunned.
Matt remained silent as he reminisced on that day. He wished more than anything to relive it, to have just one more moment with you.
"(Y/n) didn't mention any of that to me." Foggy continued. "I remember the night, though. And I definitely wasn't as worried as she made me sound. I was super cool."
Matt hummed to show he was paying attention.
"The Avengers, though. Wow. Imagine if we got to defend the Avengers. That would be awesome!" He glanced over at his friend again. "I can't believe you kissed (Y/n)."
Matt had been waiting for that bit to come up.
"Were you guys ever a thing?" Foggy asked.
"Don't start." Matt told him lightly.
"No, really. Were you?"
"Shut up."
And despite the pestering from his friend, Matt didn't let up and give an answer. He remained completely silent on the drive back.
#tony stark#tony stark x daughter!reader#tony stark & daughter#tony stark & peter parker#ironman#ben parker#may parker#james rhodes#war machine#happy hogan#matt murdock#foggy nelson#daredevil#maria hill#spiderman#mama rhodes#ben x may#mcu#mcuships#marvel#avengers
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The problem between faith and truth
https://archiveofourown.org/works/52628140
by Hilena
After the Blip, dealing with Mr. Starks complete change of character was hard.
Especially when he was all nice and hugging and using the ‘L’-word.
Peter liked this affectionate Tony Stark, if it were only true.
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" No, I‘m awake, it’s just you - you know, you said you … loved me.", Peter said carefully.
" And you don’t believe me ? You think I lied to you ?", Tony asked a bit offended.
" No ! I think you believe you do. "
" So, you think that I think that I love you, but I don’t love you ? Damn, that’s something. Why would I think that if it wasn’t true ?", Tony requested in disbelief.
Words: 1981, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe
Rating: Not Rated
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: F/M
Characters: Peter Parker, Tony Stark, Morgan Stark, Pepper Potts, Mentioned May Parker, mentioned Happy Hogan - Character
Relationships: Peter Parker & Tony Stark, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark
Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff, Tony Stark Acting as Peter Parker's Parental Figure, Peter Parker & Morgan Stark are Siblings (Marvel Cinematic Universe), Angst with a Happy Ending, Misunderstanding, Somehow, mental health discussion, Oneshot
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52628140
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Something I love about Peter Pan (2003) is that it's considered by many (myself included) to be the best on-screen adaptation of Peter Pan yet there's quite fair bit that isn't from the book BUT these additions still (mostly) keep in-line with the themes of the book.
Some (that I can recall right now) film-only additions include:
Aunt Millicent - seemed to be a replacement for Liza the maid, but mostly there to hammer in the message that while Wendy is not a young girl anymore, she is still a child so ffs quit making young girls grow up so fast!
George Darling being a complete anxious wreck - I mean, he was still anxious in the book but he kept it hidden under the stern father persona. But in the film, he was like that to create an even bigger contrast to Hook who is basically Wendy's nightmare father. And of course the wonderful moment at the end where he breaks down crying, which is from the book. George's arc can be summed up as "screw toxic masculinity standards - love your family and show emotion!"
Mary Darling talking about "the many different kinds of bravery" George Darling has - honestly, I was so convinced this dialogue was from the book because it sounds like something Barrie would've written.
Peter and Wendy's fairy dance - Peter questioning their dynamic as "it's only make-believe, isn't it?" while Wendy wanting it to be more than that.
Hook seducing (*dry-heaves*) Wendy - Wendy's attraction to Hook is in the book, but P.J. Hogan expanded on it in the film
The ENTIRE climactic battle between Peter and Hook while they're both flying - yeah none of that was in the book but it perfectly captures the tragedy of both characters. Also the dialogue Hook taunts Peter with "let us now take a peep into the future" etc. is taken from the book, just re-contextualized. (Nearly threw my book across the room when I realized it was Wendy telling the story- P.J. Hogan you are EVIL! I love it!!)
Wendy giving Peter her hidden kiss - Wendy and Peter don't have a romance in the book, so this is what I meant by 'mostly' in-line with themes from the book. But it still does connect to growing up so it's not entirely unrelated. And it's still a beautiful yet bittersweet scene.
So, I'm not saying these additions are bad because they weren't in the book. Far from it, I actually think they're some of the best scenes in the film! But I think that especially over the last few years I've been rethinking what makes a 'faithful' or 'good' adaptation. And it doesn't mean 'word for word from the book'. It's, well, adapting. These changes helped create an incredible film while still keeping the spirit of the original source material. So, scenes like these are just one reason why I think the 2003 version is the best adaptation of Peter Pan.
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Sci Fi Month :I read the Canon Spider Man script by Ted Newsome and John Brancato
So for those not in the know ,in the 80's -the 90's there were several attempts at a Spider- Man movie,most of which were done by Cannon ,best known for low budget fair ,though they attempted both prestige and blockbusters .Now they went through several scripts but this is the one that got the closest to being made from what my research tells me .
So Dr Otto Octavious makes a device that shifts reality that goes wrong ,fusing him to metal appertauses and mutating a spider which bites wannabe photographer Peter Parker.As Octavious descends to murder,madness and crime ,PArker attempts to use his abilities for fame and fortune till through tragedy he learns with great power comes great responsibility
So I mostly really liked this ,this is one of the better unmade scripts Ive read .....It is a first draft so there are things that seem to ambitious and definately thing that needed to be ironed out
Peter/Spiderman himself is pretty well handled,they got the quips and cleverness and the orgin is pretty faithful to the comics ,no real notes
Doc Ock is well written ,a broody obsessive who is driven to complete his experiment at the cost of humanity .Now I liek how Ocks and Spidey orgins are intertwined ...But their is no dynamic to them :To Peter ,Ock is just a crazy guy ,to Ock ,Spidey is a mere annoyance .....And there are two perfect ways the script couldve fixed that.Simple way is instead of making Ock just annoyed with Spidey,have him monologue and really go into his God complex .In the comics Ock is VERY verbose and Spidey is infamously chatty,so really lean into adding some heroo-villain banter .Option 2 is Octavious is a professor at Peters university ......And it does nothing with that.Well how about make Otto a mentor to Peter,or the one student he likes ,hell later versions really lean into that dynamic for good effect ,it adds a sense of tragedy.Speaking of later versions ,Octavius's motive is similar to 2004's Spider Man 2 ,so am curious if they took some inspiration from this script
Harry is kind of typical 80's weird friend but the friendship feels genuine and I liked him
This Aunt May feels more modern,more of a stylish cool old lady then the doddering oldwoman about to keel over every 5 minutes from the comics
Uncle Ben is not in much of it but he is a kind if not bright guy who tries his best to show he cares about Peter
I am conflicted on Liz Allen ,I like the clever duel she has with Peter but as a love interest the film feels like it is juggling so much stuff it feels out of place ,though the last scene is swweet
Jameson is typical Jameson thogh with non nuance hes pure comic relief
As for the rest of the script the action is well described ,comedy is pretty funny,drama hits,and Ocks murder scenes are effectivel menacing .The only real oddity is some of the 80's pop culture refrences ,like David Letterman and Hulk Hogan are characters in the film
I do think if this had a bit more work it could be a good script for a film.I very much enjoyed this
@ariel-seagull-wings @piterelizabethdevries @the-blue-fairie @themousefromfantasyland @theancientvaleofsoulmaking @princesssarisa @countesspetofi @filmcityworld1
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