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Never go to Neverland (Descendants Fanfic) PT1.

The day the barrier was placed.

King Adam and Queen Bella watched as the villians where led to their new home, the Isle. The whole kingdom was quiet, the moment felt like glass and any noise would shatter it and safety the citizens were finally feeling. That ended when a sudden gasp filled the air. Many of the kingdoms people stared into the sky in fear as the Jolly Rodger flew down landing in the pier.

The king stood in front of his queen ready to protect her and his people. Then the boy who would never grow up, Peter Pan jumped down, and a wave of relief washed over the spectators. He was the one in charge of the ship not the pirate they had heard so much about.

Jane, Wendy's daughter, stood by the railing along with the a few of the lost boys looking down. Her eyes gazing over the crowd as Peter walked up to the king. "Your highness." He smiled bowing, he feather hat falling but was kicked up back into the air before it could hit the ground. Peter caught the hat back on his head causing the boys to laugh.

"Peter it's been awhile." Adam said.

"It has, havent seen you since I picked up Jane again." He smiled he looked at Bell and smiled taking her hand kissing the top. "My queen." He smiled.

Jane stiffened watching them with a frown, causing the youngest boy to giggle as he watched her.

Bell smiled at him. "Always the charmer Peter." She said.

"Some say I'm bewitching." He grinned. "Anyway!" He called spinning on his heels clapping his hands. "We caught the crew as requested and we're ready to drop them off." He said. "Boys!" He called snapping his fingers.

A bored was laid out and Captain Hook's crew was led out with one of the lost boys in the front and one in the back. The crew kept their heads down making no eye contact with the spectators, they had all been apart of the Royal army at one point. Smee and Hook were the last to be unloaded.

Hook stared at the Kingdom he once called home and grimaced. Betrayal is the best word he could use to describe the emotion he felt. He hadn't realized he had stopped until the boy in the back shoved him. "Keep walking pirate." He said

"Captain James." The king started.

"Oh don't play coy Adam. Call me what you call me behind my back. Captain Hook."

There was a pause before King Adam continued. "You are accused of piracy, endangering the lives of children, as well as desertion. Do you have any words to defend yourself?" He asked.

Hook scowled and stood. "I was your father highest ranking Naval commander!" He hissed. "I gave my life to him!"

"He was no where near a good or fair king. You continuing to stand by him-"

"Proves I wouldn't have deserted my post! All you know is what this monstrous brat has told you!" Hook yelled.

Jane frowned and gripped the railing tighter jumping when she felt Pan's arm around her waist.

"How can you trust him! He takes children from their homes! He took Jane from her mother!" He yelled.

"Jane made a choice which her mother approve. All the children Peter took into his home were all orphaned or worse."

"All? You only see what ypu want to see! Peter Pan is a villian! Jane, tell them the truth!" Hook yelled turning to stare at the 16 year-old girl. This was her second trip to Neverland, the trip she decided to stay.

Jane stared at Hook, his eyes meeting hers as Peter stared down at her. There was a pause before she spoke. "You tried to drown me Hook. You dropped me in the ocean in a bag. You're the villain."

"You're lying." He said shaking his head as the Kings guard dragged him away. "They're lying!" He yelled. "He lied about my face! He lied about my hand! He lied!"

Adam looked at Peter once hook was out of earshot. "Will the kids be safe now?" Peter asked before Adam could speak. "Will Jane?"

Adam nodded. "As far as I can tell they should be." He said.

Peter nodded and kissed Jane's temple. "I thought about your offer but, Neverland is going to stay independent, but you can consider us Allies for as long as I remain the ruler." He told him with his signature charming grin. He knew full well he wouldn't be stepping down, why would he when he'll live forever on Neverland.

"I understand." Adam said. "But what Hook said..."

"He's a pirate who worked for your father. He may look younger than you but hes not." I described him as how me and boys view him. Old, mean and ugly." Peter explained.

Adam frowned and looked at the bridge Hook was being led across. All he had was a bag on his back, it carried a spare hook, and a small mirror. Jane had packed it for him while he was prisoner. Hook was right about one thing

Peter did lie about his face. There was no mustache, a bit of scruff but that was it. His hair was clean cut, a Royal Navy cut, and he was young, 22 years at max. But he had been in Neverland for over 30 years...

"Besides you off all people should know what a good hair cut can do." Peter said interrupting Adam's thought as he flew back down.

Bell smiled and leaned into Adam's arm. "That is true."

Peter looked at her and smiled. "I really should be going. The boys will need their rest, we have whole new territory they can safely explore thanks to you two." He said. He took her hand and kissed it again before kissing her cheek.

Bell's cheek turned a soft pink and she smiled at him with warm eyes. Peter smiled and bowed at Adam again before returning to his newly claimed ship.

Bell sighed and smiled. "I want a son." She said, causing Adam to look down at her and smile.

Peter landed next to Jane who jumped slightly having been lost in thought. Peter smiled and kissed her cheek. "Pay attention." He mutter again her skin as he held her to his hip.

"My mother..." she started.

"Wendy wasnt able to make it, I already tried. You know how much I love seeing my darling Wendy Darling." Peter said.

Jane frown but nodded. He did always love seeing her mother.

Jane looked back at the people and sighed as the ship started to fly. She looked at the bridge feeling like their were ants crawling over the left side of her face. She frowned when she saw Hook staring up at her. She couldn't help him, no one could.

10 years after the Barrier.

Harry Hook, the 6 year old son of Captain Hook was asleep in a hammock when he was awoke by a something hitting his window. He frowned and got down walking towards it. He knew the rule, 'Never open the bedroom window at night.' But he was still just a kid. He wanted to know what the sound was.

He opened in and looked down, a bird had hit the window. He frowned and stared at it as it sat there dazed. A few moments later it got up and flew off. It was Maleficent's crow searching for her daughter most likely.

Harry turned to go to bed stopping when he saw the bedroom door was open. She turned and stared at his father. "What did you do Harry?" Hook asked

"A bird-" he started.

"What did you do?!" Hook snapped grabbing the boy by the shoulder lifting his chin with the side of his hook.

Tears filled Harry's eyes. "I opened the window." He sniffled.

"Who could have come in?!" Hook yelled.

"Peter Pan." He whispered.

"And? Then what?"

"He could have taken me to Neverland."

"Close the window." Hook hissed. Harry frowned and stomped to the window slamming it shut. "I wish he would take me to Neverland!" He yelled before being sent to the ground with a smack.

"Never, go to Neverland." Hook hissed before walking out of the room slamming the door leaving Harry along in the dark slumped on the floor.

(So I kinda came up with this story while watching D3 I honestly dont know if I'll finish it I have a vague time line in my head, but it depends if I have the inspiration to finish. This story is going to follow one of the few Disney canon children outside of the Descendants story. Jane, Wendy's daughter and I do wanna try and bring in Melody because I dont care what anyone says I loved the little Mermaid 2. Anyway lmk what you think of the 1st part, this was basically a prologue to the story. )

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Never go to Neverland (Descendants Fanfic) PT1.

The day the barrier was placed.

King Adam and Queen Bella watched as the villians where led to their new home, the Isle. The whole kingdom was quiet, the moment felt like glass and any noise would shatter it and safety the citizens were finally feeling. That ended when a sudden gasp filled the air. Many of the kingdoms people stared into the sky in fear as the Jolly Rodger flew down landing in the pier.

The king stood in front of his queen ready to protect her and his people. Then the boy who would never grow up, Peter Pan jumped down, and a wave of relief washed over the spectators. He was the one in charge of the ship not the pirate they had heard so much about.

Jane, Wendy's daughter, stood by the railing along with the a few of the lost boys looking down. Her eyes gazing over the crowd as Peter walked up to the king. "Your highness." He smiled bowing, he feather hat falling but was kicked up back into the air before it could hit the ground. Peter caught the hat back on his head causing the boys to laugh.

"Peter it's been awhile." Adam said.

"It has, havent seen you since I picked up Jane again." He smiled he looked at Bell and smiled taking her hand kissing the top. "My queen." He smiled.

Jane stiffened watching them with a frown, causing the youngest boy to giggle as he watched her.

Bell smiled at him. "Always the charmer Peter." She said.

"Some say I'm bewitching." He grinned. "Anyway!" He called spinning on his heels clapping his hands. "We caught the crew as requested and we're ready to drop them off." He said. "Boys!" He called snapping his fingers.

A bored was laid out and Captain Hook's crew was led out with one of the lost boys in the front and one in the back. The crew kept their heads down making no eye contact with the spectators, they had all been apart of the Royal army at one point. Smee and Hook were the last to be unloaded.

Hook stared at the Kingdom he once called home and grimaced. Betrayal is the best word he could use to describe the emotion he felt. He hadn't realized he had stopped until the boy in the back shoved him. "Keep walking pirate." He said

"Captain James." The king started.

"Oh don't play coy Adam. Call me what you call me behind my back. Captain Hook."

There was a pause before King Adam continued. "You are accused of piracy, endangering the lives of children, as well as desertion. Do you have any words to defend yourself?" He asked.

Hook scowled and stood. "I was your father highest ranking Naval commander!" He hissed. "I gave my life to him!"

"He was no where near a good or fair king. You continuing to stand by him-"

"Proves I wouldn't have deserted my post! All you know is what this monstrous brat has told you!" Hook yelled.

Jane frowned and gripped the railing tighter jumping when she felt Pan's arm around her waist.

"How can you trust him! He takes children from their homes! He took Jane from her mother!" He yelled.

"Jane made a choice which her mother approve. All the children Peter took into his home were all orphaned or worse."

"All? You only see what ypu want to see! Peter Pan is a villian! Jane, tell them the truth!" Hook yelled turning to stare at the 16 year-old girl. This was her second trip to Neverland, the trip she decided to stay.

Jane stared at Hook, his eyes meeting hers as Peter stared down at her. There was a pause before she spoke. "You tried to drown me Hook. You dropped me in the ocean in a bag. You're the villain."

"You're lying." He said shaking his head as the Kings guard dragged him away. "They're lying!" He yelled. "He lied about my face! He lied about my hand! He lied!"

Adam looked at Peter once hook was out of earshot. "Will the kids be safe now?" Peter asked before Adam could speak. "Will Jane?"

Adam nodded. "As far as I can tell they should be." He said.

Peter nodded and kissed Jane's temple. "I thought about your offer but, Neverland is going to stay independent, but you can consider us Allies for as long as I remain the ruler." He told him with his signature charming grin. He knew full well he wouldn't be stepping down, why would he when he'll live forever on Neverland.

"I understand." Adam said. "But what Hook said..."

"He's a pirate who worked for your father. He may look younger than you but hes not." I described him as how me and boys view him. Old, mean and ugly." Peter explained.

Adam frowned and looked at the bridge Hook was being led across. All he had was a bag on his back, it carried a spare hook, and a small mirror. Jane had packed it for him while he was prisoner. Hook was right about one thing

Peter did lie about his face. There was no mustache, a bit of scruff but that was it. His hair was clean cut, a Royal Navy cut, and he was young, 22 years at max. But he had been in Neverland for over 30 years...

"Besides you off all people should know what a good hair cut can do." Peter said interrupting Adam's thought as he flew back down.

Bell smiled and leaned into Adam's arm. "That is true."

Peter looked at her and smiled. "I really should be going. The boys will need their rest, we have whole new territory they can safely explore thanks to you two." He said. He took her hand and kissed it again before kissing her cheek.

Bell's cheek turned a soft pink and she smiled at him with warm eyes. Peter smiled and bowed at Adam again before returning to his newly claimed ship.

Bell sighed and smiled. "I want a son." She said, causing Adam to look down at her and smile.

Peter landed next to Jane who jumped slightly having been lost in thought. Peter smiled and kissed her cheek. "Pay attention." He mutter again her skin as he held her to his hip.

"My mother..." she started.

"Wendy wasnt able to make it, I already tried. You know how much I love seeing my darling Wendy Darling." Peter said.

Jane frown but nodded. He did always love seeing her mother.

Jane looked back at the people and sighed as the ship started to fly. She looked at the bridge feeling like their were ants crawling over the left side of her face. She frowned when she saw Hook staring up at her. She couldn't help him, no one could.

10 years after the Barrier.

Harry Hook, the 6 year old son of Captain Hook was asleep in a hammock when he was awoke by a something hitting his window. He frowned and got down walking towards it. He knew the rule, 'Never open the bedroom window at night.' But he was still just a kid. He wanted to know what the sound was.

He opened in and looked down, a bird had hit the window. He frowned and stared at it as it sat there dazed. A few moments later it got up and flew off. It was Maleficent's crow searching for her daughter most likely.

Harry turned to go to bed stopping when he saw the bedroom door was open. She turned and stared at his father. "What did you do Harry?" Hook asked

"A bird-" he started.

"What did you do?!" Hook snapped grabbing the boy by the shoulder lifting his chin with the side of his hook.

Tears filled Harry's eyes. "I opened the window." He sniffled.

"Who could have come in?!" Hook yelled.

"Peter Pan." He whispered.

"And? Then what?"

"He could have taken me to Neverland."

"Close the window." Hook hissed. Harry frowned and stomped to the window slamming it shut. "I wish he would take me to Neverland!" He yelled before being sent to the ground with a smack.

"Never, go to Neverland." Hook hissed before walking out of the room slamming the door leaving Harry along in the dark slumped on the floor.

(So I kinda came up with this story while watching D3 I honestly dont know if I'll finish it I have a vague time line in my head, but it depends if I have the inspiration to finish. This story is going to follow one of the few Disney canon children outside of the Descendants story. Jane, Wendy's daughter and I do wanna try and bring in Melody because I dont care what anyone says I loved the little Mermaid 2. Anyway lmk what you think of the 1st part, this was basically a prologue to the story. )

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so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god

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Endgame Spoilers

Okay so if I got the time travel thing right, which I hope I do, there is now 3 alternative realities going on.

The first is one from the power stone, which would be different because Gamora of that universe is now in our MCU timeline. So that would mean Quil of that time line we'll call it PST (Power Stone Time) never meets her. Rocket and Groot still go after Qu because of the bounty that was already on his head, but due to no Gamora there would be no Guardians at all. This is because Drax only initially went after them because he knew Gamora as Thanos's daughter and wanted revenge for his own wife and daughter. So he wouldn't have gone after them. Gamora also is the one who wanted to sell it to the Collector, where his servant used it and destroyed his workshop which showed the guardians just what they were carrying. All of this is what led them to joining together and stopping Ronan (idk how to spell his name and dont really wanna look it up rn) so PST could either have had Ronan obtain the power and he uses it, or it's just without the Guardians, but that would still mean the end. This is because of GOTG2 where Quills father tries to use him as a battery to destroy everything. Without Quills friends and his real family helping him, he most likely wouldn't have been able to get out.

The other new time line is the one after Ragnarok, we'll call it RTL for Ragnarok Time Line, the main difference I see here is everyone on ship gets to Earth and are safe. This is because Thanos never shows up because that Thanos is already dead. This means everyone he kills is still alive. That also means Loki still has the space stone. This can lead to a ton of different possibilities of what he could do with it, especially with what he did with it in the 1st Avengers. I'd like to say he's turned over a new leaf and is now legit on the Avengers side, but its Loki so... you know.

The 3rs time line is see is the one where Loki escapes after the 1st avengers with the Space stone. We'll call this one SST for Space Stone Time. This one I can't really say for sure what the big difference is but I doubt it would be good. Loki got away, and while hes no longer being manipulated by the mind stone, it was confirmed on his character page that he was, he still isn't really trust worthy because, again, its Loki. I'd like to think this Loki will show up in GOTG3 but I doubt it. It would be great if he did however.

Now what to do with this information? I have no idea, I honestly just thought of it right now while crying over the fact that Morgan doesn't get to grow up with a dad, yeah she'll have Happy but it's not the same...

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He sighed. "Fine, if it'll get you to go to bed." He said.

(Closed to @multi-muse-roleplay ((I figured you would want Supernatural? It’s on your blog)) ) 

There was nothing. Nothing in any of those forsaken books that would help them. And yet everyone kept on looking. Looking for answers, looking for explanations. 

Looking for hope.

But what hope was there anymore? Especially in this world. Clara understood that. Her father had said time and time again that soon, all hope was lost. She never believed it. She was one that believed in hope and faith.

But as a hunter, what was there to believe? So as they perused the books in the library, looking for answers, Clara only had one thing to hold on to, and that was hope.

She yawned, flipping through another page of nonsense, head propped up on her hand and her mug of coffee empty. She pushed her hair from her face, noting she probably needed to run a brush through it sooner or later. Or at least take a shower. She had no idea what time it was, or how long she had been up. She yawned and sighed, not hearing the footsteps of the figure behind her as it stepped into the library. 

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He shook his head. "Alex's last class ends at 4:30." He said. "That give 7 hours to get some sleep, eat, take a shower. Right now we've hit a wall. Until we talk to Alex we won't be able to do much." He said.

(Closed to @multi-muse-roleplay ((I figured you would want Supernatural? It’s on your blog)) ) 

There was nothing. Nothing in any of those forsaken books that would help them. And yet everyone kept on looking. Looking for answers, looking for explanations. 

Looking for hope.

But what hope was there anymore? Especially in this world. Clara understood that. Her father had said time and time again that soon, all hope was lost. She never believed it. She was one that believed in hope and faith.

But as a hunter, what was there to believe? So as they perused the books in the library, looking for answers, Clara only had one thing to hold on to, and that was hope.

She yawned, flipping through another page of nonsense, head propped up on her hand and her mug of coffee empty. She pushed her hair from her face, noting she probably needed to run a brush through it sooner or later. Or at least take a shower. She had no idea what time it was, or how long she had been up. She yawned and sighed, not hearing the footsteps of the figure behind her as it stepped into the library. 

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He frowned and put a hand over the pages. "You won't be able to figure anything put if you don't sleep. You'll be a liability, to jot just yourself, but to Jack, Cas, and me." He told her.

(Closed to @multi-muse-roleplay ((I figured you would want Supernatural? It’s on your blog)) ) 

There was nothing. Nothing in any of those forsaken books that would help them. And yet everyone kept on looking. Looking for answers, looking for explanations. 

Looking for hope.

But what hope was there anymore? Especially in this world. Clara understood that. Her father had said time and time again that soon, all hope was lost. She never believed it. She was one that believed in hope and faith.

But as a hunter, what was there to believe? So as they perused the books in the library, looking for answers, Clara only had one thing to hold on to, and that was hope.

She yawned, flipping through another page of nonsense, head propped up on her hand and her mug of coffee empty. She pushed her hair from her face, noting she probably needed to run a brush through it sooner or later. Or at least take a shower. She had no idea what time it was, or how long she had been up. She yawned and sighed, not hearing the footsteps of the figure behind her as it stepped into the library. 

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Spoiler for SHAZAM in this post

I just saw SHAZAM and when the whole ass SHAZAM family powered up to their superhero adult form I was like, damn, my bisexual ass really up here attracted to all these grown superheroes

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"6:38 am." He told her. "You should rest and we can head out later tonight." He said. He was starting to worry about her. They hadn't know each other long but it was easy to see she was exhausted but also didn't seem set on taking care of herself and sleeping.

(Closed to @multi-muse-roleplay ((I figured you would want Supernatural? It’s on your blog)) ) 

There was nothing. Nothing in any of those forsaken books that would help them. And yet everyone kept on looking. Looking for answers, looking for explanations. 

Looking for hope.

But what hope was there anymore? Especially in this world. Clara understood that. Her father had said time and time again that soon, all hope was lost. She never believed it. She was one that believed in hope and faith.

But as a hunter, what was there to believe? So as they perused the books in the library, looking for answers, Clara only had one thing to hold on to, and that was hope.

She yawned, flipping through another page of nonsense, head propped up on her hand and her mug of coffee empty. She pushed her hair from her face, noting she probably needed to run a brush through it sooner or later. Or at least take a shower. She had no idea what time it was, or how long she had been up. She yawned and sighed, not hearing the footsteps of the figure behind her as it stepped into the library. 

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NEW SONG: “Friends on the Other Side - Disney Villain Mash-Up” 😈 My friends and I bring you a whole TON of Disney Villain goodness… Hope you enjoy! https://youtu.be/SeKbDldza9k

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He frowned. “We’ll figure this out. I got the list of names of the other people in the youth group they were apart of. We should see if there’s anyone else attached to the list and question them.” He said. He put the list on the table as well as the roster the University had given them. There was only one name other than the victims that matched on both lists, Alex Peters. “We can talk to Alex and see if she knows anything, make sure whatever killed they other won’t go for her next.”

(Closed to @multi-muse-roleplay ((I figured you would want Supernatural? It’s on your blog)) ) 

There was nothing. Nothing in any of those forsaken books that would help them. And yet everyone kept on looking. Looking for answers, looking for explanations. 

Looking for hope.

But what hope was there anymore? Especially in this world. Clara understood that. Her father had said time and time again that soon, all hope was lost. She never believed it. She was one that believed in hope and faith.

But as a hunter, what was there to believe? So as they perused the books in the library, looking for answers, Clara only had one thing to hold on to, and that was hope.

She yawned, flipping through another page of nonsense, head propped up on her hand and her mug of coffee empty. She pushed her hair from her face, noting she probably needed to run a brush through it sooner or later. Or at least take a shower. She had no idea what time it was, or how long she had been up. She yawned and sighed, not hearing the footsteps of the figure behind her as it stepped into the library. 

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He frowned. "Well let's think this through. What do we know about the victims? How are they connected?" He asked. "We know that they all had connections to the church and the local University."

(Closed to @multi-muse-roleplay ((I figured you would want Supernatural? It’s on your blog)) ) 

There was nothing. Nothing in any of those forsaken books that would help them. And yet everyone kept on looking. Looking for answers, looking for explanations. 

Looking for hope.

But what hope was there anymore? Especially in this world. Clara understood that. Her father had said time and time again that soon, all hope was lost. She never believed it. She was one that believed in hope and faith.

But as a hunter, what was there to believe? So as they perused the books in the library, looking for answers, Clara only had one thing to hold on to, and that was hope.

She yawned, flipping through another page of nonsense, head propped up on her hand and her mug of coffee empty. She pushed her hair from her face, noting she probably needed to run a brush through it sooner or later. Or at least take a shower. She had no idea what time it was, or how long she had been up. She yawned and sighed, not hearing the footsteps of the figure behind her as it stepped into the library. 

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Sam came up behind her dropping off more coffee. “You still doing okay?” He asked. After the whole thing with Dean and Micheal Sam, Jack, and Cas had been on their own. They had been more willing to team up with other hunters now that they were down one man. “Any idea what we’re looking for yet?” He asked.

(Closed to @multi-muse-roleplay ((I figured you would want Supernatural? It’s on your blog)) ) 

There was nothing. Nothing in any of those forsaken books that would help them. And yet everyone kept on looking. Looking for answers, looking for explanations. 

Looking for hope.

But what hope was there anymore? Especially in this world. Clara understood that. Her father had said time and time again that soon, all hope was lost. She never believed it. She was one that believed in hope and faith.

But as a hunter, what was there to believe? So as they perused the books in the library, looking for answers, Clara only had one thing to hold on to, and that was hope.

She yawned, flipping through another page of nonsense, head propped up on her hand and her mug of coffee empty. She pushed her hair from her face, noting she probably needed to run a brush through it sooner or later. Or at least take a shower. She had no idea what time it was, or how long she had been up. She yawned and sighed, not hearing the footsteps of the figure behind her as it stepped into the library. 

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Me talking about myself:

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Me talking about all the reasons why I love (Tom Holland’s) Peter Parker:

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