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daily-spooky Ā· 9 months ago
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ur-daily-inspiration Ā· 5 months ago
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cansu-m Ā· 4 months ago
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landsccape Ā· 26 days ago
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lanndscape Ā· 26 days ago
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hamza-gaza Ā· 2 months ago
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šŸ“¢šŸ˜­šŸ’”Leen is my little sisteršŸ‰šŸ‡µšŸ‡ø, and her heart aches to reach out to you. She wants you to know that we have kids too, just like yours. All she dreams of is to live freely, without the shadows of tents, the sounds of bombing, and the harshness of winter closing in on us. šŸ˜¢šŸ’” We are desperate for your help, and we need it now, before itā€™s too late. One day, we hope to experience the simple joys of life like any other family, without fear or sorrow. Please, help us find a way to make a brighter future by click here . šŸ˜­āœØ
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Any few bucks Even if the amount is small, it is considered a great thing for us. $10/ā‚¬ can buy you a meal to eat. Give us even half of it and we will be very grateful to you.here
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banicraft Ā· 2 months ago
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Pale Oak my Beloved
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nerdicorntheshipper Ā· 3 months ago
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teenalien-xx Ā· 4 months ago
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daily-spooky Ā· 8 months ago
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daydreamdoodles Ā· 2 months ago
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how the fuck am I suppose to do homework today when the pale garden is an update coming to Minecraft. How am I suppose to answer questions about clean dining rooms when The Creaking exists and you have to find its heart to kill it. It lives in a desaturated world. Does it know how bright the sun is??? Does it know its eyes are the colour of it??
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cansu-m Ā· 4 months ago
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landsccape Ā· 5 months ago
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lanndscape Ā· 6 months ago
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bruciemilf Ā· 2 months ago
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Alfred honestly canā€™t say shit about Bruce bringing in strays, because what if the Waynes got him the same way?
I genuinely canā€™t recall HOW Alfred, British special forces extraordinaire, ended up working for Gothamā€™s (scary) sweethearts.
In my mind, he came to them bleeding.
Thereā€™s a tang of bitterness pooling in his gut. Soldiers donā€™t have friends. They have guns. And heā€™s all out.
Just when Alfred thought all is in peril, a tiny little hand gently covers a nasty bullet hole on his abdomen.
The first thing Alfred thinks about is: ā€˜Jesus, this kid has scary eyes.ā€™
ā€œHi, Alfred.ā€
ā€œā€¦How do youā€”ā€œ
ā€œBruce! Jesus FUCKING Christ, I swear, Iā€™m not paying for your ransom next time you run oā€”ā€¦What the fuck is that?ā€
If thereā€™s one thing about Thomas that Alfred will never forget is his voice; The bass , so chasmic and powerful it could shake the whole world, and the burning care in his eyes despite his vulgarity.
Bruce, ā€” whoā€™s the tiniest bundle of a boy Alfred witnessed, is yanked up by his fatherā€™s strong hands, squeezed to his chest carefully. ā€œHurt,ā€ he says. Thereā€™s a tiny, red handprint on Thomasā€™ shirt.
ā€œYeah, I didnā€™t notice,ā€ Thomas mumbling, looking around.
Maybe local gangs? The bullet point is too precise, too calculated. ā€œWho the hell are you?ā€
Alfred, with his raspy breath, says, ā€œIā€™m the terribly rude bloke dying on your doorstep, Iā€™m afraid. Alfred Pennyworth. At your service.ā€
For a guy whoā€™s about to bleed his last, he sounds awfully sarcastic.
ā€œYeah, wise guy, no oneā€™s dying on my kidā€™s birthday. Bruce, tell Dotty to prep up the basement. And tell your mama to get my Budlight out of the cooler. Jesus Christ.ā€
Alfred ends up hoisted on this manā€™s back. Thomas asks if he has anyone he wants to call? Anyone thatā€™ll come pick him up? Anyone to bury him, if it comes to it.
Alfred whispers he does not.
Thomas sighs. ā€œWell. Kidā€˜a been asking for a playmate.ā€
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