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carlycmarathecat · 1 year
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Stormella
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itachi86 · 1 year
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“you made this storm possible doe. work that out in therapy”
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its-to-the-death · 4 months
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Villain Song Showdown Preliminary Round #21
Top two will make it into the bracket
Songs below the cut
Great at Crime - Villain: DC Bell and The Banzai Blasters
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Davy Jones' theme - Villain: Davy Jones
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I Hate Santa Claus - Villain: Stormella
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In a Moment's Time - Villain: The Skull Heart
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Drift - Villain: Happy Chaos
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PRAYER - Villain: Pray Mayer
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The Neva Flows - Villain: Gleb Vanagov
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Still - Villain: Gleb Vaganov
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Still/The Neva Flows Reprise - Villain: Gleb Vaganov
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rubydoowhereru · 2 months
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I wanted to do a fun little creative challenge for myself so why not fully re-envision the Doom Syndicate just to see what people think.
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Lady Doppler -> Stormella : A mad scientist who dreamed of controlling the weather at a young age. After countless experiments over fruitless years, she finally made her breakthrough in adulthood after stealing some of Megamind's tech and incorporating it into her own to give herself the superpower to control and manipulate storms. Chaotic evil to its finest, Stormella relishes in doing evil acts purely for the sake of it and the fear that comes from others.
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Behemoth -> Henchmonster : Accidentally created by Stormella during one of her failed inventions, Henchmonster is her minion who serves her without much question. Despite his large size and brute power, Henchmonster often displays the attitude of an eager child wishing to have his mother be proud of him. Unfortunately, Stormella could hardly care about that and just wants him to follow orders. Having family outings? Drawing pictures together? Such nonsense. Henchmonster still tries however despite never getting through to her.
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Lord Knighty-Knight -> The Dark Knight of Darkness : An interdimensional knight turned dark mage conqueror, he was banished from his realm for his crimes and sent to what was assumed an uninhabited realm. That realm turned out to be Earth. Originally vastly powerful, with enough magic to darken the planet, Megamind successfully nerfed him of most of his power in a little dark cube. He's been desperately seeking to reclaim it ever since and turn Earth into his new dark empire. The big problem however is that without his power he is incredibly weak to any form of light and quick to flee the scene even at the hands of a flashlight. As such, he mostly comes out at night to plan and scheme.
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Pierre Pressure -> Mr. Mesmer Izer : Once a down on his luck mime just trying to make an average living, one day he'd find himself struck by a falling space meteorite. Surprisingly he survived but found he could no longer speak genuinely after the impact. On top of that he began developing the strange power of biological hypnosis. It wasn't before long Mr. Mesmer took to a life of crime with his newfound power, stealing all sorts of money and items from anywhere he could and becoming a regular enemy of Megamind's.
What do you all think? Admittedly it was pretty fun to think up all of this stuff.
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baby-zakarii · 1 month
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I wonder what other Disney villains could go in the baby pile?
>:) Oh I know >:)
(Not jus disney villains but i lob them!!)
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In order of appearance:
- Hades (Hercules)
- Pitch Black (Rise of The Guardians)
- Captain Hook (Peter Pan)
- Ursula & Morgana (Little Mermaid 1 and 2)
- Stormella (Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer)
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slashingdisneypasta · 6 months
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In the realm of Ursula knock-offs, it’s the Chad Stormella (GoodTimes Entertainment) versus the Virgin Hedwig (Fuji TV/Saban).
I dunno either of these, but I'll take your word for it!! ^^
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catsandcataclysms · 1 year
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Reciting the entire 6-button Rudolph Story from a Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer: The Movie (1998) stuffed Rudolph I have, from memory
1. HI! My name is Rudolph The Red-Nosed Reindeer! And I’ve got a Christmas Story, JUST FOR YOU! You see, I live in Santa’s Village, and as you can see, I was born with this BIIIIG SHINY NOSE! (haha!)
2. I didn’t like being different. All the other reindeer used to LAUGH at me, :( and they called me NAMES. :( I even got banned from the REINDEER GAMES and that REALLY hurt because -- (my secret dream is to pull Santa’s sleigh, like my daddy Blitzen does.) I got so embarrassed-- I ran away.
3. Well my girlfriend Chloe came after me, and in trying to find me, Chloe ACCIDENTALLY crossed over Mean Queen Stormella’s Ice Bridge. Stormella said, she doesn’t want ANYONE to cross over HER bridge, or she’d create THE WORST STORM THE NORTH POLE HAD EVER SEEN! And she DID. THEN she locked Chloe in her ice castle DUNGEON.
4. Well, I had to rescue Chloe because, well, (uhuh-huh, I really like her.) But, I also saved Queen Stormella’s life TOO! Stormella then gave me one MAGIC WISH. I wished that Stormella would be a NICE queen to everyone from now on. AND SHE WAS!
5. But her Christmas Eve Storm was SO THICK, Santa thought he might have to CANCEL CHRISTMAS. And then he saw ME. And he said, RUDOLPH, WITH YOUR NOSE SO BRIGHT, WON’T YOU GUIDE MY SLEIGH TONIGHT?
6. THAT’S when I knew that if you try hard enough, YOUR DREAMS CAN TRUE!!!!!!! Now I LEAD Santa’s team and I’m NEVER going to leave. And that’s how I SAVED CHRISTMAS, One Snowy. Christmas. Eve.
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becky-natt · 2 years
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mrwyx · 2 years
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Remember how the Majilli's 1st threat in the universe was an antimatter cloud? And how they tricked it into a black hole and channeled enough energy to warp it to another dimension? Well, while in the dimension it was trapped in, it developed sentience, sapience, self awareness, the ability to think, and a personality. And she became an evil Sorceress. Her dimension prison is a world that breaks the laws of reality, time, space or physics itself. So, I imagine the personality this cloud developed as she achieved sentience and sapience would be wicked, evil, seductive, a bit funny. I'd imagine she'd also have an ego and some beef with the Majilli. And as soon as she found a way out of her prison and back into the universe, she started her own crime organization and became in charge of organized crime. And goes by Miss Stormella.
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enwie · 5 years
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The weirdest thing I have Very Strong Opinions about is probably the ending of Rudolf the Red-Nose Reindeer (1998) and its supposed message. Like... Ever since I was a kid. I’ve always liked the movie but the ending just sits so badly with me.
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Curly the Red-Nosed Imp
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Curly (My Helluva Boss OC) as Rudolph Octavia (Helluva Boss) as Zoey Verosika Mayday (Helluva Boss) as Stormella Angel Dust (Hazbin Hotel) as Slyly Husk (Hazbin Hotel) as Leonard Lucifer Magne (Hazbin Hotel) as Santa Claus Baxter (Hazbin Hotel) and Moxxie (Helluva Boss) as Dougal and Boone Hassan (My Helluva Boss OC) as Arrow Blitzo (Helluva Boss) as Blitzen Riva (My Helluva Boss OC) as Mitzie Mrs. Mayberry (Helluva Boss) as Mrs. Prancer Impington (Helluva Boss) as Ridley Cherri Bomb, Charlie, Vaggie, and Niffty (Hazbin Hotel) as the Northern Lights
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snekdood · 2 years
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10/10 best cartoon villain of all time is stormella from the animated rudolph movie
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shes simply a queen and we stan
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she has wolf babies
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and in the middle of the movie she changes outfits to sing about how much she hates santa claus
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and of course, without fail, as we all know she would, our queen kills it
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and then in the end she becomes good and nice and i love her and she deserves the best in life and also she killed all the other queens out on the stage so
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happyprinceling · 7 years
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sugaandchill replied to your post “stormella-and-art -> pattern-pals”
the end of an era
we shall bury it and never speak of it again
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eleanorcaldit · 7 years
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stormella-and-art replied to your post “i have a job interview tomorrow so someone needs to kill me before…”
*in the tune to cinderella’s “Work Song”* you can do it you can do it !!
emeraldpearls replied to your post “i have a job interview tomorrow so someone needs to kill me before…”
good luck❣️❣️�� ��
THANK YOU 😚😚😚😚 
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dizzyon · 7 years
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stormella-and-art replied to your post “.”
OMG I DIDN'T SEE THIS POST BEFORE I REPLIED TO YOUR OTHER ONE I'M !!
BYE I LOVE YOU I LITERALLY LISTENED TO TIME AS THE SECOND SONG
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Never Goodbye!
My take on a Tony Stark x Reader fic for @barnesrogersvstheworld shot through the heart challenge. 
The Prompt was “Will you just give me a hug and a kiss and say goodbye to me?” “No, not goodbye!” and I imagined it as a fluffy little piece but my imagination had other things in mind while I wrote it...
Trigger warnings: pragnancy, panic attack and a near character death
(I entered the challenge under my main blogs name and just posted it from my ff-blog)
 You pull your jacket around yourself to wrap you up as warmly as you humanly can. Standing outside on top of a mile high tower in the middle of the night, in New York in freezing Winter Weather was definitely not a good Idea. But unfortunately evil masterminds and Alien-Bastards are not very considerate when it comes to your love of sleep and your distaste for everything cold. Still not even the coldest of Blizzards or any Storm made by Stormella herself could have not stopped you from standing right here on the platform of the Stark Tower.
 You turn around as you hear the oh so familiar noises of the floor opening up and Tony walking out of the tower into his suit. You bite your lower lip as he walks into your direction, assembling the suit on himself. You could not lie and say you were not a huge fan of the suit, in fact you loved and it made you feel very much exited but yet very afraid at the same time. You knew how reckless and selfless Tony was and you loved him for it but whenever he put on the suit and went off to save the world you just could not help but feel like one of his Iron Gloves is clenching around your heart making it ache for the lightness you feel whenever you were with Tony.
 He stopped before you, dressed in the suit, the visor still being open. He lifts his hand to cup your cheek and you know that you should feel colder, that the normal reaction to being touched with Iron in freezing 23 degree weather would be to shrink away from it but all you feel is warmth spreading through your body. Tony pulls your lip out from under your teeth and gives you one of his sweet and gentle small smiles he has reserved just for you. You step a little closer to him, throwing your arms around his neck and hugging him tight. He kisses the crown of your head and after squeezing you tightly lets go.
 “Get inside Princess you’ll freeze out here” you just shrug and look deep into his eyes. You know he has to go, you know the world needs him and that he needs this to prove to himself, that he is the amazing man you knew him to be. But still you could not help the sudden tightness in your chest, the need to protect this precious man in front of you, the wish to lock the two of you away and throw out the key.
 Still you throw him a little smile and straighten your back
“Goodbye Mr. Stark!” You say with a twinkle in your eyes, the sendoff a cute little inside joke between the two of you. The last remaining piece of that time when you were still his assistant, when you had just met him and desperately tried to keep your cool around him, not showing how much you had fallen in love with him.
 With a little peek on you lips and a wink the visor shuts close and he flies off into the night, leaving you on top of the tower staring into the sky until you cannot tell if the glowing is his suit or just another star.
 Once back inside you walk into the kitchen to get a cup of tea and sit down on the large sofa, cuddling yourself into your favorite corner, hypnotized by the cracking of the flames you are staring into, your thoughts drifting to the man that took your heart away with him.
 You could not recall when you fell asleep or if you even did. All you remember now is Steve looking at you pity in his eyes.
“Doll, you need to come with me” you recognize the seriousness in his tone, remembering how you always taunted him with his “Captain America Voice” never being able to imagine, that your playful, silly, funny best friend would ever use it to address you.
“What happened” you choke out between ragged breaths, trying to silence the voice in your head that screams your worst fear over and over again
“Its Tony doll, he…” you cannot let him finish this sentence; you cannot bear to hear it out loud. Instead you turn around and run. You do not stop until you arrive down in the Med-Bay, frantically yelling his name, needing to see him with your own eyes. You feel the panic raise in your body, the way you lungs are clenching, the way your heart aches, the way your vision blurs with unshed tears. Finally you see him. He is in a room on a cold table; you can see the blood, so much blood.
 God you wish the screaming would stop. Why is anybody screaming? If anybody had a reason to scream it is you. You claw at the arms that are wrapped around your torso, pulling you away from the window in front of the OR. You kick and scratch, trying to get loose, trying to get into that room but you do not stand a chance against your super-soldier best friend. You feel yourself being put down on one of the uncomfortable plastic chairs, Steve’s strong hands on your shoulders refusing to let you get up.
 “Doll, you need to stop screaming!” It takes you a while to process what he was saying. You were not screaming right? You suddenly feel your mind being pulled back into reality. Your throat sore from screaming, your muscles hurting from trying to fight Steve, your knuckles bleeding from banging on windows and doors your eyes burning from crying. You can feel your muscles going slack and Steve’s hands gliding down your arms, taking your hand in his. As your vision clears you can see him kneeling before you, worry etched onto his face.
 “No” is all you can get out before you collapse into your best friends arms. You do not know how many time passes where you are crouched onto Steve’s lap, crying into his suit. You can not tell when he lifted you up and sat both of you down into the same chair he put you in earlier. All you can tell is that this is where you wake up when you feel a hand shaking your shoulder.
 Sitting up straight you look into Dr. Cho’s face
 “Is he going to be okay?” You silently plead her to say yes, knowing that you could not handle any different answer. She looks at you sympathetically as she takes a seat next to you.
 “I am not going to lie. It was very touch and go for a while and I honestly thought that we would loose Mr. Stark but he made it out of surgery. I know that this is not the answer that you wanted or hoped for but it is a good start and we need to hope for the best okay?! Right now we will have to make sure that he makes it through the night and I am sure things will look better tomorrow.” You try to hold back the tears, trying to be strong but still your voice is shaky as you ask her if you can see him. She takes you to his room and you have a fresh wave of tears cascading down your face as you look at him all pale and shaken up like that. It s hard for you to see him like that. Tony was your rock. Your safe harbor, the one who was always strong for you, always watching out for you, caring for you, making you feel safe. You slowly take step after step as you inch closer to the hospital bed, perching yourself on the mattress, your finger following the oh so familiar line of his jaw line before you wrap your arms around him and lay your head on his chest, not knowing how there could still be tears coming out of your tired eyes, sure that you should be all cried out by now.
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 “Doll come on. You need to get out of here. Go take a shower, sleep in areal bed for once and have something to eat. Rhodey and I will stay with him. You have not left this room in a week. This is not healthy! Tony would want you to take care of yourself” you shoot Steve an angry glare. How dare he, how dare he tell you what Tony wanted? He could not have known.
 “Get out!” You turn yourself around so you don’t have to look at your best friend anymore. You can hear him stepping closer to you and the rational part of your brain knows that he is trying to help. That he is trying to look out for you but the emotional part can’t accept that, it can’t accept this kind of care from anyone but Tony right now.
 “I said get the fuck out Rogers!” You yell in frustration and take the nearest thing to you, a glass of water, and throw it against the wall, letting all the anger and frustration out. But as quickly as your rage build it leaves your body again leaving you an empty tired shell. You crouch yourself down, your back hitting the wall and let your head fall on your knees, your arms trying to hold you together as you feel like you are loosing yourself. You can hear Steve sight before he sits down next to you and pulls you into his arms, lending you a shoulder to cry on as he has done countless time in the week since Tony’s failed mission.
 “I know doll. I know. But you know as well as I do that he would not want you to waste away here. He would want you to take care of yourself. And he would kick our ass if we let you stay in this room the entire time..” You let out a sarcastic laugh
 “What Tony would have wanted was to come back from this mission without nearly dying. He would have wanted to come home, have a drink and lock himself away in his lab. He would have wanted to go to that science fair thing from Peter and he would have wanted to drag me along and he would have wanted to dissect everything into the smallest details although he knew that I do not understand a single word but that I am listening as if he was preaching the secret to eternal life just because I love seeing him so happy and carefree. He would have wanted to take me and Peter out for Dinner afterwards and although he would never say it he would be bursting of pride for that boy. He would have wanted to throw that stupid Pre-Christmas Party and he would have wanted to fly to Paris with me for Christmas like we planned and he would have wanted to spent New Years with me in the Alps. And he definitely would have wanted a Girlfriend that cared more than to see him off with “Goodbye Mr. Stark”. There is so much I could have said. So much I wanted to say. So much I needed to say but thought I had a lifetime to tell him. So I went with “Goodbye Mr. Stark” like it was some cheeky, flirty funny way of seeing him off but now if he dies the last thing I ever said to him was “Goodbye Mr. Stark” not “I love you” not “be careful” not “hey you are going to be a daddy” no it was fucking “Goodbye Mr. Stark!”
 You are crying hysterically at this point not realizing that Steve is looking at you with a small little smile on his face.
 “You are pregnant?” You only now realized what you have just said and you nod your head a mirroring smile on your face.
 “I have not told him yet. I wanted to do that when he got back. Had it all planned out in my head, was gonna do it in Paris on Christmas Eve. I already bought the Tiffany’s Teddy Bear and wrote for our little Princess on the Gift-Tag. Why did I wait Steve?”
 Before Steve could give you some encouraging words that it was not our fault and that there was no way that you could have known you hear a sore voice
 “That sounds beautiful” your breath stocks and you start to shiver. You can’t believe it. You jump out of Steve’s arms and run up to the bed making sure you have not imagined it.
 “Oh my God, Tony” you whisper before you collapse into his arms.
 “Hey baby girl. Sorry I missed Breakfast” he lifts his left hand and stokes your hair, pressing small kisses to the crown of your head. With a chuckle you lift your head from his chest and look into his eyes
 “I love you so much. Don’t ever leave me!” God how much you missed kissing him. The kiss starts out slowly and full of meaning but you can not hide how much you missed him, missed tasting him, missed touching him and you do not know how far you would have taken this if it was not for Dr. Cho coming in with Steve , Rhodey and Peter in tow.
 Rhodey and Peter rush to Tony’s side, checking in on him and telling him how happy they are that he is awake. As Peter starts to excitedly chat about everything that Toy has missed and how amazing his science fair was Rhodey pulls him out of the room promising to bring you back your favorite drink from Starbucks.
 Dr. Cho gives Tony the once over and announces that he seems to be making good progress and that she expects him to make a full recovery. Once she has left the room Tony pulls you down onto the bed with him, pulling into his side, afraid of letting you go. His hand wanders onto your stomach, slowly drawing circles onto your skin.
 “Is it real?” He whispers and you lean your head up to give him a sweet kiss on the lips.
 “Yes!” You both look at each other soft smiles grazing your faces before another lingering kiss is pressed to your lips.
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 Once again you find yourself on top of Stark Tower. A light breeze flowing around your body, hands gently laid on your swollen body. You take a deep breath, inhaling the clean summer air. Closing your eyes, taking in the smell of the city you learned to call home. You open your eyes and turn around as you hear the familiar sounds of Tony stepping onto the Platform, the suit assembling itself around his body. You feel the tears in your eyes. This is the first time Tony will leave for a mission since he made a full recovery and you can not help but panic.
 He wraps his arms around you and pulls you close, your head resting on his chest, one of his hands resting on your belly, the other stroking your hair.
 “Do you have to leave?” You whisper already knowing the answer but hoping that maybe he will change his mind.
 “You know that I have to baby girl!” You nod your head as you try to stay strong. Try to keep it together but the worry is clearly showing in the way you cling to him, scared of letting him go. You stay like that for a little while, wrapped up in each others arms. But eventually Tony wrapped himself out of your arms and kisses you longingly.
 “I gotta go baby girl” You whimper and cling to him, the memory of the day he nearly dies still to fresh in your memory.
 “Hey” he lifts your head p, pulling on your chin, forcing you to look into his eyes “I am going to be okay!” You shake your head
 “But what if you are not? What if the baby decides to come early? What if you are not here when our daughter is born?” He presses a light kiss to the tip of your nose, not trying to fight the little smiles that always appears when someone is talking about your baby
 “I promise I will be here when she is born. I promise I’ll be home safe, okay? Now will you just give me a hug anda kiss and say goodbye to me?” You know that he is using his humor as a shield, that he is trying to make the departure easier for the both of you but you can not help the panic rising in your chest as the memory of how much you regretted not telling him so many things when he nearly died
 “No. Not Goodbye, never Goodbye. I will say that I love you and that I want you to be careful and to take care and to come back to me and our little girl but I will never say goodbye to you ever again.”
 And with one last kiss, so deep that it lets you standing there, wanting more he is flying out into the nightly sky.
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