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pollyna · 11 months
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Something something the day Ice realises he's really a dad, and he hopes to never lose the right to be one, is a Friday, and it's because three pair of shoes are aligned on the left side of the door. He knows Mav and his won't change size, but he has a not-so-distant-memory of Bradley's one being half of the size of Mav's, but now they are almost at the same size. He was around for this boy enough to see something as stupid as a change of feet size, but with it came so many other things he almost doesn't know what to do with all the emotions he's feeling.
"Dad, everything's okay?" Bradley asks, after he spent a minute too much staring at their shoes.
"Yeah, Baby Goose," he answers, hugging him. "everything's perfect." Ice smiles, opening his arms to ask for a hug that Bradley delivers without asking.
(Ice hopes that Bradley isn't going to be too tall for another while, just like his shoes aren't going to get too big all of a sudden. He hopes that even if all these changes are going to happen all at once he will be around. He wants to be around.)
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faerune · 1 year
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AEMOND TARGARYEN + SMILES
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greenqueenhightower · 7 months
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How can I be normal about him, tell me HOW—
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also the hand flex is giving Mr. Darcy
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moxyphinx · 4 months
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ELIZABETH MITCHELL as MRS. CLAUS/CAROL NEWMAN  THE SANTA CLAUSES S2 (2023) requested by @lizmitch
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daggerspared · 2 years
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i appreciate top gun cuz in the pattern of legacy movies (logan, craigbond, and endgame) they all give the main character a cute little girl as their kid but then tom cruise was like this is a grownass man, a 30 year old man, and thats his little boy
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polyquestria · 2 months
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Could I request pinkie pie as the foster daughter of the Cakes?
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I love Pinkie and the Cakes being family so much, you have no idea
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compacflt · 5 months
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this is a bit of an ask inspired by another ask (and also ridiculously silly) but what’s the boys’ relationship with penny like in the future?? i loved the little snippet of her at bradley’s wedding and ice trying to figure out if she’s a threat or not (and then maverick coming back from dancing and saying he couldn’t stop gushing over ice….ugh!!!) but do they become good solid friends? I like the idea of them expanding their circle now that they can trust more people…even if one of those people are one of maverick’s exes
additionally: do her and ice ever talk about their shared experiences (not sex, ice would probably keel over and die, but just…having a relationship with mav)? the thought of penny cornering him is ridiculously funny to me. or maybe they never reach that point of comfort 🤷‍♀️ i just need to know if she ever takes them both sailing and ice gets a chance to laugh at mav on a boat
[also, in all sincerity, I have an unhealthy amount of things to say about this series and I’m a bit sad it’s over, but I love everything you’ve done <3 I could compliment it for days on end and probably never run out of things to say]
ice to Penny at mav’s birthday party sometime over the last five years: Hey! Good to see you again :) thanks for coming …
Penny, apropos of nothing: so.,. weve never talked one-on-one… but. You and i have both been inside Pete Mitchell at some point ?
ice:
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may men forever exist only in fiction.
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furirl · 2 months
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Is he?
Happy birthday to these two dorkies(⁠~⁠ ̄⁠³⁠ ̄⁠)⁠~
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nnato · 1 month
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pollyna · 7 months
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Ice and Mav start taking part to random couple activities- from dancing to cooking classes and even a very epic pottery class where Mav had to put the whole Ghost scene in motion to have Ice laugh for a good fifteen minutes - and some of the most epic results of what they learned are I the front row, between Bradley's school crafts and old photos. They like to show it off just as much they like to show Bradley's craft.
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Conversation
Iceman(about the new curtains): If you don't like them, just say you don't like them.
Maverick: I don't like them.
Iceman: You'll get used to them.
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bearpoll2023 · 1 year
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tie-breaker
Tallying up all the votes so far- there's a few (a lot) that are tied for entering the final places. There's some that I would think would logically do better than others, and some that, due to being included on the list from the get go, have a larger vote share but that may be influenced by the amount of time they had to receive votes.
Please vote below for who you want to go through. The ones with the highest votes will fill the remaining spots.
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moxyphinx · 1 year
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ELIZABETH MITCHELL as MRS. CLAUS/CAROL NEWMAN  THE SANTA CLAUSES S1 (2022)
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bradshawsbaby · 2 years
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💍 What about Rooster and Mrs Bradshaw celebrating one of their child's birthday with all of the squadron there, I think it would be so cute 😍
Happy birthday btw, I hope you're having an amazing day ❤️
(Sorry if my english is bad, not my first language😖)
For the 2K/Birthday Celebration!
(Your English is perfect, Anon! I hope you enjoy! ❤️)
“Smile, Goose! Goose! Over here, honey!” Penny called, holding up her cell phone and trying to snap a clear photograph.
“Goose, look at Aunt Penny! Smile for Aunt Penny, baby,” you cooed in a sing-song voice, pointing towards the camera.
“Come on, buddy,” Bradley said encouragingly, squeezing your son’s stomach playfully. “One big smile for the paparazzi.”
You and Bradley were squatting on either side of Goose’s high chair, trying as hard as you possibly could to get your son to look up so that you could get a nice family picture to commemorate his first birthday. But it was hopeless. Your son had no interest in anything besides the cake that was sitting in front of him, which he was currently digging his fingers into.
“Maybe we should try taking the cake away,” you whispered over Goose’s head, blowing a lock of hair out of your face as you looked over at your husband.
“A suicide mission if I’ve ever heard,” Bradley grimaced, glancing down at the slice of cake, which was now being crushed in both of Goose’s chubby fists.
Sighing softly, you glanced up. “It’s okay, Penny. I’m sure the candids you got are great,” you told her, starting to rise from your position on the grass.
Penny had been gracious enough to host Goose’s first birthday party in her beautifully manicured backyard. She’d insisted on it, in fact. You, Penny, and Amelia had spent all morning decorating—you’d unsurprisingly decided to go with an aviator theme—while Bradley and Mav had prepared all the food on the grill. Your friends had all cleared their schedules to make sure they were available to celebrate the first Dagger Squad baby’s birthday.
“Oh, no, we’ll get it!” Penny insisted, waving you back to your spot. “Goose!” she called again, waving her hand over her head to try to get his attention.
“Baby Bradshaw, you are just as stubborn as your old man,” Hangman smirked, walking over to get a closer view of your failed attempts to capture your son’s attention.
“Oh, shut up,” Phoenix laughed, smacking his stomach as she stepped up beside him. She and Jake had returned from their honeymoon just in time to make it to Goose’s birthday party. “Goose! Look over here at Aunt Phoenix and Uncle Bagman!” she called out, waving her hands over her head.
“Phoenix! He’s going to seriously think that’s my name!” Hangman groaned, waving his hands above his wife’s head as well.
“You guys still haven’t gotten a picture?” Coyote laughed as he walked over, a plate filled with cookies in his hand.
“Seriously?” Payback asked, grinning and shaking his head.
“Come on, Goose! We’re waiting on you to eat cake!” Fanboy joked, stepping up on the other side of Penny and waving his hands in the air as well.
“With the grip he’s got on that thing, I don’t know if any of us are getting cake,” Bob chuckled, pointing at where Goose was now squishing his slice of cake beneath both hands.
“Alright, new mission, Dagger Squad,” you called out, standing up and resting your hands on your hips. “One of you has got to be able to get Goose’s attention. Extra cake for whoever can do it,” you told them with a grin.
Everyone immediately sprang into action, waving their hands and making silly faces and calling out Goose’s name over and over again.
“Come on, Goose, please. For us? For Mommy and Daddy?” Bradley begged, nudging Goose’s arm gently.
“C’mon, talk to me, Goose!” Mav’s voice suddenly boomed across the backyard, startling everyone else. He was standing on the back porch right behind where Penny was standing, waving one of Goose’s birthday gifts in the air. It was a toy jet, attached to a string so that Mav was able to whirl it around his head.
That finally caught your son’s attention. Lifting his head, his eyes crinkled as he smiled and let out a loud laugh. “Mav! Mav!” he cried, waving a frosting-covered hand in the air.
Gasping, Penny held up her cell phone. “Smile! Smile!” she exclaimed.
You and Bradley hurriedly leaned in closer to your son, smiling brightly as Penny snapped away.
“Beautiful!” she beamed, holding up her phone in success.
“That’s a good-looking family right there,” Payback noted with a smile, looking over Penny’s shoulder at the pictures she’d taken.
“Of course it’s Mav who gets the extra cake,” Hangman grumbled, earning another nudge from Phoenix.
“Thank you, Mav!” you called out, grinning widely at him.
“Saving the day, as always,” Bradley smiled, bending down to lift Goose out of his high chair. As soon as he did, however, your son reached up and smashed the cake he’d been holding into your husband’s face.
Everyone burst out laughing at the sight, including you, even as you grabbed a napkin to wipe his face.
“Oh, yeah, that’s your son alright, Bradshaw,” Hangman guffawed, shaking his head in amusement.
“That’s my son,” Bradley nodded, smiling affectionately. “Happy Birthday, Goose.”
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