VCARB needs to keep putting special liveries on the car. If the JeanCARB yields good results like the bisexual Miami livery I won't say anything bad about the team for a week
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i love when a feedee is obviously a little dumb… like, awww you really couldn’t stop, could you?? no wonder you’re so big. did the thought to stop eating ever cross your mind, or did you just finish everything on your plate because that’s what you were always told to do? did you even realize your portion sizes were getting bigger, too? i bet you get a little mad when people point out how much you’re eating. of course it’s not your fault, you didn’t know any better..
stupid feedees that have to be told they’re out of control. they think they’re not even that big yet
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whoa, so denouncing my haterade consumption and allowing myself to like things and be whimsical, curious of the world and excited for things is kinda fun and really cool actually
i think imma do that from now on, this kinda makes me a lot happier now that i think about it
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A. Levinson transferred $500 to your bank account.
Note: So you can get your nails done like you were talking about last night. Love, daddy 🩷
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A. Levinson transferred $1000 to your bank account.
Note: Missing you, baby girl. Can’t wait to get back from this business trip. I know I already gave you this month’s allowance but here’s a little extra something so please treat yourself, sweetheart. Love, daddy 🩷
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A. Levinson transferred $2500 to your bank account.
Note: I can’t stop thinking about you and how much I love taking care of you. Please buy yourself something pretty, and think of me when you do. My heart belongs to you. Love, daddy 🩷
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A. Levinson transferred $4000 to your bank account.
Note: For being so smart and brave and perfect. You are the love of my life, sweet princess. I can’t wait to see you for dinner later, please treat yourself to a pretty dress for the occasion. Love, daddy 🩷
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A. Levinson transferred $7000 to your bank account.
Note: You went shopping with your friends but you forgot to take my credit card with you. Here’s a little something to get you by, text me if you need more! Love you so much, baby girl. Love, daddy 🩷
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Crosshair: Thanks, Dad.
Hunter: …
Tech: …
Wrecker: …
Echo: …
Crosshair: Why is everyone staring at me?
Hunter: You just called Echo dad; you said thanks, dad.
Crosshair: What? No, I didn't. I said thanks, man.
Echo: Do you see me as a father figure, Cross?
Crosshair: No, if anything, I see you as a bother figure, 'cause you're always bothering me.
Wrecker: Hey! You show your father some respect!
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"Mams, I have some news for you." You say, hands behind your back at a weird angle, clearly hiding something.
"Not now, MC, the Great Mammon's busy." The Avatar of Greed dismisses you in an attempt to take his focus away from the way he perked up like a lovesick puppy when he heard your voice.
"But Mams, it's super important."
Mammon looks up from his DDD and stares at you expectantly, when he once more realises he's behaving like a lovesick puppy, he stares at his nails instead, scoffing. "This better be good, human. Do ya think I have all day?! Cus I don't!"
"But Mams! You're a dad now! You have to make time for your family!"
Mammon splutters, dropping his phone and falling off of his bed. "I'm a WHAT??!!! MC who's lyin' to ye! I'm not a dad!!!"
"Yes you are!" You bring your arms out from behind your back to reveal a small little black blob with small little golden horns, wearing an equally small black top hat with yellow accents.
"Papa!" Little D No.2 exclaims from your arms.
"ARRRGH!! The Great Mammon is not yer papa Little D!!!" Mammon shouts, attempting to cover the blush on his face.
You pout, Little D No.2 mirrors your expression. "But Mams! He's the spitting image of you! He's even got your horns! Are you abandoning our child?!"
"Yeah, Papa are you abandoning our chil-...wait hold on I am the child-....Yeah! Papa are you abandoning yer child?!"
"See! He even talks like you! He said yer!"
"T-t-that proves nothin'!! I-I'm not a dad!" Mammon splutters.
You look at him sulkily. "D-do you not wanna have a family with us...I mean how could you say no to this face?" You pinch Little D No.2's cheek and push him out towards the Second Born. "He's adorable! He gets it from you!"
"Fine! I'm a dad! Now please....stop poutin'?" Mammon almost pouts himself before his learned bravado makes another show. "Ahem...! What I was tryna say was....I, the Great Mammon don't care if you pout or not!"
Little D No.2 stage whispers to you. "Psst, what Mammon means to say is that he's so deeply unequivocally in love with you he hardly knows what to do with himself!"
Mammon sputters and shouts something in protest, but you just grin. "Awww! I love you too Mams!"
Mammon subconsciously preens at the praise before staring daggers at a sniggering Little D No.2 as you cradle it in your arms like a baby and coo to it things like 'You look so much like your papa! Yes you do!' and tap its little top hat before booping the small creature's nose, or where a nose should be on a Little D.
Mammon cracks a soft smile watching the scene; not that he'd ever admit it. Even though Little D No.2 was a little shit, he wouldn't mind someday having little shits of his own with you and starting an actual family, except he hoped they'd look like you.
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