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Villain and Photographer Part 3!

Part 1, part 2.

Well, this took me a while to update. But I finally got the inspiration! I hope you like it and that it was worth the wait. 

I incorporated an OC of mine who I’ve been working on for a while…I’ll let y’all guess who it is. I love them so much! 

Just a reminder that these snippets are not prompts, but original writings. Please do not duplicate or copy. If you want to do anything with the stories I have here on the blog, feel free to message me about it! I promise I’m super chill. 

Anyway, on to the story! 

Warnings: There are mentions of blood, gore, and some swearing. Please be safe my darlings! 

Past

Photographer tried to keep their quickened footsteps quiet as they walked and replaced their film at the same time. It was a complicated process of cartridges and tubes, but one they had mastered long ago. It would have been easier if they used a digital camera, easier for them and for Editor, but they preferred their restored 1950s Kodak Vito B. There was something more real about the pictures…something truer…no tampering, no editing, no light adjustment, just the scene in front of them captured forever. 

It helped that their readers preferred the style as well. 

Clicking the side film compartment closed, Photographer slowed their pace. They approached the abandoned harbor warehouse with caution. Normally, they tried to stay away from this area unless someone else was with them for protection…sometimes it was the police, sometimes it was Hero…a few times it had even been Villain. Those had been the best pictures. Photographer had even been able to sell a few to Time Magazine. 

It felt good to know their work was immortalized. 

But Photographer had seen Hero walk into the warehouse not ten minutes ago, so it wasn’t like they would have no safety precautions. Hero always looked out for them and Reported while on duty.

Though, Hero was acting strangely today, a little irritable, so Photographer followed them all the way from midtown. Photographer knew that look on Hero’s face, that irritation, it happened right before Hero engaged in a high priority scuffle. Photographer intended for this scuffle to be documented and published before any other news agency knew it happened. 

Reporter is going to be so happy with this scoop!

The main gate was not an option, Photographer didn’t want to get involved in whatever it was the Hero was doing, just document it; so they opted for the rickety fire escape that landed them on a large loft-like area overseeing the rest of the warehouse. Likey where the old forman’s desk used to be, but now there was nothing but open space and a few rusty holes. 

Slowly navigating the condemned space, Photographer listened as hushed voices floated up and around them. 

Hero was talking to someone. 

Photographer grinned as their instincts smelled a juicy story. 

They inched to the edge, placed the camera to their eye, and zoomed in on the two figures standing in the evening light below them. 

One was definitely Hero. Their face was at just the right angle for the perfect shot. 

The other…their back was turned…Photographer could have sworn their short, pudgy statue was familiar…but from where?

“It was one job. I don’t understand what made it so difficult!” 

Photographer twitched their eyebrow in surprise, but kept the camera still. 

Hero had never looked like that before. Hero had never sounded like that before.

Hero sounded so angry…so angry…so unlike Hero. 

Photographer clicked the first picture.

“I tried! Assistant Director is making it difficult! He watches everything like a goddamn hawk!” The pudgy man was quaking in his response. Photographer tried to place his voice, but couldn’t. If only he would turn around…

“Assistant Director is a young upstart! A child compared to you! Are you telling me you couldn’t misdirect him long enough to get the info?”

Info? Info for what? Who’s this Assistant Director? Why was Hero asking and acting this way? 

The pudgy man violently flinched at Hero’s words. 

“I’m telling you his brian is like a fucking machine. He knows when anything is out of order…”

“So spill some fucking corn chips in his office and let his ocd brain implode for a stint while you get the info! It’s not that hard!” Hero’s face was red now, their eyes dark and dangerous. Photographer almost jumped back themselves, the camera’s vintage lens making Hero’s dangerous aura look so much closer than it was. 

Something was wrong….really, really wrong. 

They clicked the next picture. 

“Look, there’s a reason he got the job in the first place. Ain’t no super getting one over on ‘im! He’s got the whole system on lockdown until the new director is settled…sucking up to the new boss no doubt….”

“Which is why I told you to do it now! While he’s distracted! You idiot! ”

Hero raged forward a step and the pudgy man whirled back with a spin and tumble.

There!

Photographer snapped a picture. Both faces in full view. 

That was…that was…Photographer wracked their brain as they snapped another two pictures. 

That was Agent! From Investigation Agency! Photographer remembered them now. They had more than a few photos of incident scenes with Agent in the background. 

But what were they talking…

That’s right. Reporter told them a couple days ago. Investigation Agency was getting a new director. Things were a little crazy at the moment. Assistant Director was running things until everything was settled. 

But why did Hero want information from and/or about Assistant Director? As far as Photographer knew, Assistant Director worked fairly well with supers…as long as their paperwork was in order and they followed protocol to a T. They were known as being a hard ass, and incredibly anal…but the furthest thing from corrupt.

“There’s nothing for it! Assistant Director doesn’t trust me! I tried!” Agent was backing up further and further and Hero was slowing following. 

Photographer snapped two more photos. 

Shit, this was getting out of hand. Hero looked ready to kill. Their power was crackling around their fists in white sparks. The light of it hurt Photographer’s eyes through the lens. 

Photographer silently slipped their flip phone from their pocket. Their customary danger and location text already written and ready to send. It was a habit they got into after one too many incidents of losing the shot because they were busy calling for help. 

They hit send. 

Reporter would know what to do next. 

Photographer’s eyes never left the camera lens. 

“So you’re saying that you failed. You couldn’t convince him of your loyalty after all your years at the Investigation Agency?” Hero’s words were cold and low. Almost too low for Photographer to pick up from their perch. 

Agent sputtered, “No! I didn’t fail! Assistant Director doesn’t trust anyone! No one could have done it!”

“What I hear is…that you're useless.” 

Hero’s fist was white hot…they raised it to Agent.

Photographer clicked, clicked, clicked the camera not truly believing what they were seeing….Hero couldn’t possibly…they were Hero…there was no way!

“Look, I…” They never finished the sentence. 

Instantly, precisely, Hero struck. White hot fist, cutting through flesh and bone like butter. 

Their arm was in and through Agent’s chest by the time it took Photographer to snap one photo from the next. 

Click, click, click, click. 

In Hero’s fist was Agent’s heart. Still beating. Agent’s eyes stood wide and unbelieving looking down at the arm in their chest.

Click, click, click, click.

Photographer clicked as the life left Agent’s eyes. 

They couldn’t stop…couldn’t do anything…they just snapped the photos as the man was murdered.

Oh god! Oh god! 

Photographer’s whole body was shaking…Hero had…Hero was…oh god! 

They had to get out of here!

Thye snapped one final picture as Hero ripped their arm back and let Agent fall. 

Photographer shuffled back from the edge, hoping to god that Hero would be too distracted to hear them. 

They had to get this film somewhere safe!

Suddenly, as Photographer was inching further back, a loud bang echoed through the warehouse. 

Photographer looked over at the main gate. Hero whipped around, still standing over the bloody body. 

In through the ruined gate strode…Villain!

Villain, with their hands raised, power pulsing, and gaze locked on Hero. 

“Hero, what the hell…” Their gaze fell to the blood caking Hero’s arm, then to the body behind them. Villain’s entire body tensed, “Who is that?”

Hero raised their arms in a defense pose, “No one of consequence.” 

“You bastard/bitch!”

Villain struck. The fight broke out and Photographer ran. 

Over to the fire escape they came in on…they could hear the battle of the two supers…powers being thrown at each other with reckless abandon….they climbed down…clutched the Kodak with all their worth. 

Photographer ran around towards the front, intending to run back the way they came…surely help was on the way…they had texted Reporter…

They approached the side with the ruined gate. If they could just run past, while Hero and Villain were distracted…

A loud ringing strike was the only warning Photographer got before Villain and Hero burst through the warehouse entrance. They skidded to a halt. Their path was blocked.

Villain stood over Hero, power pouring off them in a way Photographer had never seen before. They punched, and punched, and pummeled Hero into the asphalt with a look of pure, unfiltered hatred. 

Photographer lifted the camera on instinct.

Villain’s fist went down, up, down, up, down, and up with blood. 

Photographer gasped. 

Villain’s head whipped to them. 

Photographer snapped the photo. 

Everyone froze. 

“Photographer…” Villain whispered, almost like a prayer. 

Villain dropped a limp Hero into the dust. Their gaze did not leave Photographer. 

“Photographer.” Was Villain shaking? Of course, they just beat the shit out of Hero. 

Photographer snapped another photo. Their gaze then lifted from the lens and met Villains. 

The world needed to know…they needed to know what Hero did…they needed to know who Hero did and who it was that stopped them.

The sound of the ruined gates collapsing, loud and jarring, snapped Photographer back to themselves. They backed away, still in shock. 

“Photographer!” Villain took a step towards them. “It’s not…”

Photographer looked down at the beaten Hero. Blood covered their nose and forehead, but where they expected to see closed, knocked out eyelids, they were met with wide rage filled eyes…staring at Photographer. 

Photographer made a noise, something between an involuntary whimper and sob. 

“Wait…” Villain took a step towards them. 

Photographer turned and ran. 

Away, away from their parked car, away from the warehouse, away from Villain, and most importantly away from Hero. 

They hid the film. 

Reporter didn’t believe them. 

Editor said to leave it. 

Two days later, Photographer opened their door to Hero; who backed them inside and locked the door. 

Hero demanded the film. 

Photographer said no. 

They’d been a prisoner in their own home ever since. 

Present

Villain’s mind whirled with the information Photographer signed to them. So Photographer had seen the truth. They had photographed the truth as they always did. Now they were protecting that truth with their own life. 

It had been three weeks. Photographer couldn’t last much longer.

Villain knew they needed help. In their mind they kept imagining Photographer, cold and limp on the ground, covered in their own blood, their heart clutched in Hero’s hand…

God, when they arrived at the warehouse…seen the body of Agent…Villain had thought it was…

But it wasn’t. And now Photographer needed Villain’s help. 

Hero had gone too far. Villain’s informants said Hero was working on something big. Like, BIG, big. Take over the city big. 

Villain couldn’t do this on their own. 

They approached the elegant house with caution. Nothing, nothing on God’s good green Earth would take Villain here…nothing short of the end of the world. 

Yet, here they stood, on the porch that was decorated with no less than ten perfectly trimmed ferns and painted to perfection. Fucking typical. The neurotic bastard. 

Despite the lateness of the night, Villain knew the occupant would still be awake. 

They knocked on the door. 

Not a minute later it swung open.

There, with a gun in his hand and a frown on his face, stood Villain’s least favorite person in the world. 

“Now, who the fuck gave you my address?” Asked Assistant Director. 

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Unwanted: Chapter 18, Unread - Pt. 3

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Avenger!Fem!Reader

Summary: When your FWB relationship with your best friend Bucky Barnes turns into something more, you couldn’t be happier. That is, however, until a new Avenger sets her sights on your super soldier and he inadvertently breaks your heart. You take on a mission you might not be prepared for to put some distance between the two of you and open yourself up to past traumas. Too bad the only one who can help you heal is the one person you can no longer trust.

Warnings: (For this part only; see Story Masterlist for general Warnings) Language, betrayal, mentions of sex, mentions of violence, threats.

Word Count: 1.9k

Previously On...: You saw something on Bucky's phone that changed everything.

A/N: Here it is-- the final betrayal. I'm sorry. It can only go up from here, right? LOL no.

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“Care to tell me why we’re meeting in an unused guest suite on a floor that’s mostly under construction?” Nat asked when you opened the door of your borrowed new room to let her in. You didn’t utter a word, just thrust a copy of the text screenshots into her hands and sat down at the edge of the unfamiliar bed, waiting for her to read them.

“What’s this?” she asked.

“Just read it,” you told her, voice devoid of any emotion.

Natasha scanned through the messages, her eyes widening in shock and disgust as she made her way through them. “This has got to be some sort of sick trick, right?” she asked you when she’d finished. “Like, Carthage found some program online to make up fake text messages and sent them to mess with you. Barnes would nev–”

“I screenshotted them off of Bucky’s phone, myself, Nat,” you informed her. 

There was a knock on the door and Nat opened it to reveal Wanda. “I came as soon as I could,” the other redhead said. “Why are we having a secret meeting?” Nat handed Wanda the screenshots and came to sit next to you on the bed while she read them.

Wanda’s hand flew to her mouth. “No,” she whispered, looking back up at you. “How could he? There must be some kind of mistake.”

“No mistake, Wands,” you said, standing up to take the pages from her. “It’s all right there, typed out by the man himself.” And then, as if to punish yourself further, you began to read out loud the text between Bucky and Jade:

Vix <3: Hey there, handsome xoxo

Vix <3: Bucky?

Vix <3: You just going to ignore me after everything?

>> How are you texting me? You're supposed to be blocked.

Vix <3: You should keep better track of your phone, then ;) 

Vix <3: Or, at the very least, choose a better passcode.

>> What do you want?

Vix <3: I want to talk about what happened the other night.

>> Nothing happened.

Vix <3: Come on now, we both know that's not true ;)

>> It was a mistake. I should have never done it.

Vix <3: You don't make a mistake two separate times, Barnes.

>> Well, I did. And I regret it.

Vix <3: You didn't seem to regret it when you were blowing loads of cum inside of me.

>> Jesus Christ, Jade. You don't have to be so fucking crass about it.

Vix <3: I thought you liked girls with dirty mouths.

>> Jade, I have a girlfriend. She’s the only one whose mouth I like dirty. Or at all.

Vix <3: That's right, your Perfect, Precious Pocket.

>> Do not talk about her.

Vix <3: Oh please. Don't pretend you care about her now.

>> I love her.

Vix <3: You have a funny way of showing it, sleeping with me just a day and a half ago.

>> She is EVERYTHING to me.

Vix <3: Obviously not.

>> I thought she slept with Steve.

>> I was a fucking idiot.

>> It was a misunderstanding.

Vix <3: Orly? That how she's going to see it?

>> She's not gonna find out.

Vix <3: You think you can hide the truth from her? Please.

>> The last thing I want to do is hurt her.

Vix <3: Should have thought of that before you fucked me. Twice.

Vix <3: If you don't tell her, I will.

>> She'd never believe you. She fucking hates you.

Vix <3: I don't need her to believe me. I just need her to see these texts.

>> You wouldn't.

Vix <3: Try me. You don't want to fuck with me, Bucky.

Vix <3: Tell her the truth or I will.

>> I swear to god, Carthage, you breathe a word of this to her and I *will* fucking kill you.

>> That is not an idle threat.

>> Ending your life would be as easy for me as breathing.

Vix <3: You wouldn't.

>> Do you want to try me?

>> Because I promise you, she is the most important thing in this world to me, and if you threaten that, I will end you without losing a wink of sleep.

>> You know what I'm capable of. Don't test me.

>> Do you understand me?

>> I said, do you understand me?

Vix <3: Christ, yes, Barnes. I understand.

Vix <3: I'll keep my mouth shut.

Vix <3: But you're a real piece of shit, you know that?

>> You're not telling me anything I don't already know.

Vix <3: I'd be so fucking good to you if you just gave me a chance.

>> Not happening. And if I find out you even insinuate to Pocket, or to anyone, what happened in Russia, it will be the absolute last thing you ever do, and no one will ever find your body.

Vix <3: I already told you, I won't tell your Precious Pocket. I'm not a liar.

>> Good. We're done. I'll speak to Steve about having someone else take over your training.

Vix <3: WHAT?! You don't have to do that!

>> I can't be around you anymore. I don't want to be around you anymore.

Vix <3: Temptation too strong? Afraid you'll make another 'mistake'?

>> Fuck you.

Vix <3: You already did, baby xoxo

“Jesus fucking Christ,” Wanda whispered when you’d finished reading. “Pocket, honey, are you alright?” She looked at you as if she were terrified you were going to break. And maybe the old you would have. This new you, the one that was forged under rage and ice, was made of harder, crueler stuff.

“I’ll live,” you said. Nat and Wanda exchanged a glance that didn’t escape your notice. “What?” you snapped at them.

“Hey,” Nat said, “Don’t get mad at us; we’re just worried about you. The last time he pulled something like this, you were a mess. This,” she indicated the sheets of paper you still held, “is way worse, so forgive us for expecting you to not be okay.”

You sighed and slumped down into a nearby chair. “I’m sorry, guys,” you said. “Obviously I’m not okay, and it’s not fair of me to take out my frustrations on you. But this time is different. Before, I was devastated, I was sad. But now? Now I’m fucking pissed. It’s like every ounce of love I felt for him has been turned into pure, unadulterated hatred, and all I want is for him to fucking suffer. I want him to hurt the way he hurt me.” Wanda opened her mouth to speak, but you interrupted her before she could. “And I know that’s not healthy, Wands. Trust me, I know that. I’ve just never been this angry before in my entire fucking life. God, not even at fucking Darren.”

“Who’s Darren?” Wanda asked, but Nat shook her head at her.

“Not now,” she said.

“I don’t even want him dead,” you continued, voice rising, as though Wanda hadn’t spoken at all. “Death would be too good for him! I want him to feel pain, pain like he has never experienced before in his long, utterly useless life!”

“Pocket,” Nat warned. She knew you were dangerously close to saying something you might eventually come to regret.

You sighed, the rage fleeting and leaving you feeling hollow and broken. “I know,” you said. “I don’t really mean it. I’m just so goddamned hurt!”

“I know it’s difficult to believe this right now,” Wanda said, taking a step closer to put a hand on your shoulder, “but he does still love you– he said he—”

“No,” you interrupted, sounding every bit as defeated as you felt. “You don’t do that to someone you love. You just don’t. This morning, he talked about getting our own place, getting married, starting a fucking family.” You choked back your emotions, but your voice still cracked. “I thought he was ready to take things to the next step, to prove how much I meant to him, but he was just trying to distract me, trying to get me out of the Tower because he couldn’t risk me running into her, couldn’t risk her telling me the fucking truth he was too much of a coward to admit.”

Nat and Wanda looked from you to each other, lost in their sense of helplessness, of not knowing how to care for you in your time of need.

“You know,” you went on, “I probably would have forgiven him, if he had just straight up told me the truth. I mean, we weren’t even technically together, so it wasn’t cheating. If he’d said ‘I’m sorry, Pocket. I saw those articles and I went fucking crazy with jealousy. All I could think about was getting back at you because I thought you betrayed me.’ Yeah, I’d have been pissed, and it might have taken a while, but I could have forgiven him if he had just been fucking honest with me. That’s all I ever asked of him. That he just be fucking honest. But he’s lied to me, again and again and again.

“He took away my right to make an informed choice about my own fucking life,” you said, and this time, the emotions couldn’t be held back. “He of all fucking people should know what that feels like,” you sobbed. “He should know how valuable that choice is! How valuable it is to me!” And there it was, really, the crux of the matter. He knew how much you valued the freedom you now had over your own life, after so many years of not having any choices in what happened to your own body, and he’d stolen your ability to make a choice for yourself. He’d had sex with you, knowing you never would have consented if you knew he’d been with Carthage less than 24 hours prior. He’d violated so much more than your trust this time.

Nat stood up and raced over to you, throwing her arms around you. Wanda looked on for a moment, confused, before joining Nat in embracing you.

The entire time you’d been speaking to your friends, your phone had been silently vibrating. You’d turned the ringer off as soon as you texted Nat and Wanda, asking them to meet you. You didn’t need to look at the screen to know that it was Bucky who was trying to get ahold of you. If you’d been in a better frame of mind, you’d have laughed at the irony– here you had spent all day yesterday waiting on a text or call from him that never came, and now he was blowing up your phone and you couldn’t stand the thought of  speaking to or hearing from him. Life was sure funny sometimes.

“Ms. (Y/L/N), Ms. Romanoff, Ms. Maximoff,” FRIDAY’s voice rang through your borrowed room. “Mr. Stark is requesting everyone’s presence in Conference Room C for a mandatory pre-mission briefing to begin in ten minutes.”

“Fucking Tony,” you moaned. A mandatory meeting meant a mandatory encounter with Bucky, and you were so not ready for that yet.

“Don’t worry,” Wanda said, squeezing your hands. “Natasha and I won’t leave your side. He won’t be able to get near you. I’ll put a forcefield up around you if I have to.”

You managed to sniff out a laugh and wiped your nose. “Thanks, Wands. I really appreciate it.” Steeling yourself, you stood up from your chair. “Let’s go see what Tony wants.”

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˚୨୧⋆｡if you are a loyal ''customer'' of my page(if you had 2 payed readings in the past 3 months, you can get a next free one for you or for someone close to you).

Stay safe and wish you only the best!

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aww thanks bud!! . A quiet place

. Alien

. All of the star wars movies but specifically attack of the clones

[killerqueenhetfield]

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I genuinely thought I answered this like 2 days ago but AAHAHHHH❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

1. Xmen

2. Star Trek Four

3. White Chicks

[elliotts-personal-property]

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Thank you💗

Here’s some others I love (I’m starting to run out of movies😭💗)

1.) Risky Business

2.) Bohemian Rhapsody

3.) The Dirt

[zee-aka-pretty]

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Thank you!! I hope you have a great day too!!

First thought was ORV? but I know I would die within the first wave of monsters. Then I thought Trash of the Count's Family? but you know what?

When we were small, I always wanted to go inside our coconut tree. Because I was convinced that there were fairies living in it, like in most Enid Blyton books we read back then.

So, it's most likely one of these. (ofc the answer might change in the future, because I always daydream about being in whatever story I'm reading, fanfics included)

[jeanniebug623]

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I needed this.......

I am so sapped from toxic work nonsense that I can't string a sentence together, even for fun. Sorry, darlings, that means I don't think the next chapter of SAS will be this Friday...but hopefully before next Friday since it's on a free range update schedule? I'll try to get another for Weaving The Web up...

That being said!

Favorite movies of all time?

1.) V for Vendetta (This was a hard choice...) 🗡️

2.) Avatar: The Way of Water (Eek! It was too close, I'm sorry!) 🌊

3.) Jaws (it's ok to laugh at me for this, I laugh at myself sometimes for loving it so much...) 🦈

[deadrlngers]

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waaaa thank you lauraaaa <333 this goes right back at you of course, i hope you're having a great day as well 💜💜

my fave breakfast food hmmmm...coffee? can that be an answer? ajdjsjdj i might not eat anything for breakfast but coffee is a must (<a bit of an addiction). if i need to pick a genuine food instead of a drink..i loved eating krapfen in the morning, before i discovered i can't eat gluten 😔 that would be my fave treat to offer to myself in the morning <33

[desvoeux]

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lau!!!!! <333 my asparagus club president!!! <333

hmm breakfast... i have a weird relationship with breakfast; i find most foods boring. however pancakes with chocolate spread or jam or maple syrup are king. to me.

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Hiii :D Sorry for the late reply. Honestly? I'm not sure, honestly. Every book/movie/fanfic) comes with a price. For example, if I chose BBC Merlin, I'd either be hanged for trying to use magic or at least don't have any hygiene products. You know? Like toiletries. XD So, any medieval things would not be an option for my priviledged arse lel. And the other things I enjoy contain horror elements that I'd rather not see. In Inkheart there are murderers and the shadow beast, in the Labyrinth the children are stuck in a coma world and get lost in the horrors of their own mind, Good Omens quite literally deals with the Apocalypse, Supernatural isn't any better with it's vampires etc. and even HP doesn't sound like such a good option when you consider all the racism and lack of diversity and stuff. I suppose, to LIVE, truly LIVE, ... You know what, I was gonna name one of my fanfics in which I would be a literal god, because duh... Imagine. But now I choose Hakiyuu because that shit is just so enjoyable and I would go to every match post canon.

[hmserebuss]

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i got sent two of these so this is my response to both!!!! first things first, love my mutuals u guys r so nice i want to reach through the screen and pet you gently like someone would pet a small bird.

now to answer the question; favorite breakfast food?

sheet metal and goldners patent boiled beef xx

[croziers-compass]

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Oh thank you. Thank you! Oh I loved this. I am late in getting to it but it makes me delighted to see it! Thank you very much.

My favourite Breakfast Foods?

[nonamevenus]

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I think obviously avatar 1&2 as a group, howls moving casle, and God I can't remeber the name. It's got Narnia vibes, it's that little boy and girl who go in the forest? and the little girl drowns in the end? It's the same actor girl as Because of Winn Dixie and she also plays the girl in soul surfer??