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harleen quinzel aka harley quinn & pamela isley aka poison ivy – harlivy –
happy national girlfriend day to my soulmate ( @jasonntodds )

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Cable & Deadpool in Deadpool 2 (2018)
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dressed in his hello kitty pajama pants and his old, faded captain america shirt, with feed clad in slippers, peter flopped down on the couch next to steve, an energy drink in his hands. his dog followed after him, and sandwich was quick to jump up onto steve to say hello. “he doesn’t bite, he just wants to say ‘hi’ and lick you,” peter laughed softly as his dog tried to lick steve’s face. “he might lick you to death.”
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I will go down with this ship → a canon ship that I adore ↳ Christine Daae + Raoul de Chagny
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Love me, that’s all I ask of you.
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Christine Daaé & Raoul de Chagny
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“raoul!” christine exclaims as her pale hands lift up her dress. oh, how odd the girl looked, in a full gown and cloak. her arms wrap around his neck tightly, but she pulls back sends later in fear, worried she’d hurt him due to the scar that was on his neck from the noose. “where are we, raoul?” she moved to wrap her arms around his middle and rest her head on his chest while she looks around at the town, and the citizens look back at them due to how odd they looked. “why are they dressed like that?” she frowned, but her mind was quickly drawn elsewhere as a sandy blonde haired girl ran out from behind her mother and attached herself to her father’s leg. “do you have gustave?” she looked around for the older boy.
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“POE DAMERON - is that you?” a small smile forms on leia’s features as she looked at the boy she’d always considered another son. he was grown now, but still bore a resemblance to the little poe she knew. “it is you, isn’t it?” she said, moving to wrap her arms around him tightly. “you’ve grown so much. still have that button nose, i see.” she teased as she poked the tip of his nose.
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“burt macklin, fbi, at your service,” andy said with a wide smirk plastered on his face as he put on his sunglasses and pulled on his fbi jacket. the thing had to be one of the only jackets he owned, and it was a simple coincidence that he’d shown up with it on. “this place is really weird, though. i’ve been here for like a day and someone’s already yelled at me, as if they knew me and i’d done something to them. i didn’t even know her.” he frowned as he looked at his wife, clearly very upset by this instance. andy was not one to handle anger well.
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YOU CAN’T WAKE UP, THIS IS NOT A DREAM.
pale white hands grip the grass as she tries to come to grips with everything. her mind is running a mile a minute, plus she can see R U M P L E S T I L T S K I N everywhere she goes. it’s not him, but it looks like him, and it’s egging her on; telling her to stop fighting against the darkness and just GIVE IN. she can’t. she won’t. but it’s so difficult.
she sees a set of feet not far from her, and slowly she looks up, the hood of the cloak covering her body, which is almost in a position to make herself as small as possible, falls off her head. “REGINA,” she breathes a sigh of relief, as a shaky hand raises itself off the ground and reaches into the pocket of her cloak, pulling out the dagger with ‘ EMMA SWAN ’ written on it, and tosses it at the other woman’s feet.
“GO AWAY!” she screams, seemingly at air, as no one else is able to see the crocodile circling her like a lion would a gazelle.
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the sleeping toddler in her arms was a constant reminder of the past. of her husband, his father. but at the same time, he was the light at the end of a very long and dark tunnel, and she wouldn’t trade him for anything.
hershel rhee jr was all she had left of glenn, and she’d accepted that by now.
so when she wakes up in a strange place with a crying toddler, she’s completely dumbfounded as she tries to juggle figuring out where they are and calming the little boy down. that’d been a few days ago now, and she’d had no further luck as far as finding out why she was here.
medium length brown hair is tied back in a tight pony tail, so that chubby hands don’t try to grab it, along with a red baseball cap and a brown jacket that had belonged to glenn. she rarely took either item off.
as she’s wandering the town, she hears her name being called. stopping dead in her tracks, her brows knit together as she realizes she KNOWS THAT VOICE. there’s a lump in her throat as she turns around, tears welling up in her eyes as she sees him. GLENN.
and within seconds she’s wrapped up in a hug, and she can hear the cries of their son, and is quick to push her husband away. “you did,” she said quietly, moving to wrap an arm around him and rest her head on his shoulder. “you found US.” she looked up at him, tears streaming down her cheeks..
“you found us.” she repeated quietly, while the little boy in her arms fell back asleep, his head on her chest and his little hand with a fistful of her shirt.
“i love you.”
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a laugh escapes maggie’s lips as grabby little hands reaching out for the brown locks of hair tied back in a pony tail. chuckling, she’s quick to move it over to the other shoulder, out of her son’s reach, resulting in a pout forming on his little face that only makes her smile wider. “well, ya can’t have everything, can ya?” she teased, before pressing a kiss to his head. then, someone approaches, and she looks up, a small smile on her face despite the circumstances. it was strange and confusing, being on a new planet with no walkers or anything, but she felt she needed to be positive. for her son. “how can i help ya?” she asks in her strong southern drawl.
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she could feel it inside of her ── the power.
she couldn’t control it. she didn’t want to control it. regina had said she could fight this, that she’d be okay, that she wasn’t the dark one. it was mostly true, at least for now, but ignoring the crocodile in her head was easier said than done.
and then she sees him.
killian. her first thought is how much she loves him, and then her mind immediately goes to how she CANNOT HURT HIM. she wouldn’t be able to forgive herself if anything ever happened to him at her hands.
but then she spots it. the bundle in his arms, a little hand with four small fingers and a thumb, wrapped in her baby blanket. but who’s child was it? she hadn’t had kids, not since henry. but then she’s snapped out of her thoughts as his eyes land on her and he calls out to her. her eyes are wide and full of fear as she scrambles away from him.
“NO!”
she’s trying to get as far away from him as possible. “i don’t.. i don’t want to hurt you or that KID, whoever’s kid it is, just.. just.. it’s better if you stay back, killian! i don’t want to hurt anybody!”
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holy water splashes onto her face and she just blinks. “that’s fair,” mary sighed. “dean, it’s me. your mother. but if this helps prove it,” she said, pulling out her silver knife and cutting her arm. “not a shifter either.” she’d do anything to reassure her son that she was truly his mother. “now where’s sammy? we need to find a way out of here. what’s the last thing you remember? last i recall, kelly was about to give birth… to lucifer’s child.”
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the town was full of strange people, most if not all of whom carol didn’t know. her rifle raised, she pointed at the person not far from her. he looked like rick, but whether or not he truly was him was a different story. she couldn’t be sure anymore. with that in mind, she fired a warning shot at his feet.
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DEATH. he remembers it as if it’d happened only yesterday. he’d been distracting the saviors while everyone else filed into the sewers. by some sheer bad luck, his sister had wound up being one of the last ones to get inside with the woman caring for her, barbara. as carl ran over to them, he took judith from the redhead. his guard down, just for a second, proved to be his downfall as he didn’t see the WALKER approaching, one that had gotten in through one of the destroyed walls. he turned away at the last second, and instead of sinking it’s teeth into the toddler, it got him. he was given a sympathetic look from daryl, who’d seen the whole thing unravel and hadn’t gotten his crossbow until it was too late. the walker was dead now, but carl was already bit. he’d shrugged out of someone’s grasp, not entirely sure who it was who’d reached for him and his sister, and made a bee-line to his UNSUSPECTING PARENTS, with tears in his eyes. he handed judith off to his father, and then lifted up his shirt slightly, enough to show the prominent bite mark above his hip. “i’m sorry,” is all he manages to say. “it almost got her.” he wasn’t ready to DIE, but if him dying meant that judith LIVED, he was okay with it. tears begin to fall, knowing his imminent DOOM. with help from others, he sits down. he’s not completely gone yet, but it hurts to know that he won’t be around to see his sister grow up. and a that thought, he lets out a choked sob. the next while is a blur; he vaguely recalls people coming and saying their goodbyes, and he remembers giving judith his HAT, and telling her a heartfelt goodbye even if she wouldn’t recall it. “you be good, okay? for michonne. for dad. you gotta honor them. listen when they tell you stuff. you don’t have to always. sometimes, kids got to show their parents the way. this was dad’s before it was mine. now it’s yours. i don’t know… just… just having it and… it always kept dad with me. it made me feel as strong as him. it helped me. maybe it’ll help you, too. before mom died… she told me that i was gonna beat this world. i didn’t. but you will. i know you will.” he’d said, tears streaking pale cheeks as he hugged her FOR THE LAST TIME. and with that, since the explosions from the saviors had stopped, the others left. carl could barely watch as his sister was carried away, reaching out for him and CRYING. it was just him and his father and adoptive mother now. they’d talked, they’d cried, and in the end carl had ENDED IT. he had to. and now his eye flutters open and he’s in a place that isn’t alexandria, nor any place in virginia that he was familiar with, and he’s CONFUSED. he should be DEAD. was this some sick joke? had it all been a dream? was this the afterlife? any of those could’ve been the right answer, but he had no idea which it was. with no other choice, he just begins to wander, until he sees someone FAMILIAR. a toddler, with short blonde hair peeking out from behind that old sheriff’s hat. his eye moves to the man she’s with, none other than his father. he approaches them SLOWLY, worried he was seeing things and that they’d DISAPPEAR soon. “DAD?” he said, his eye wide and confusion spread across his face.
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