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Yup, still shamelessly playing @madamadamiu 's lost light cat shelter au... And i just happen to also collect cat pics from the internet🤓 Time for some low effort doodles and sketches heheheh

(I fear i have an unhealthy obsession of the au i love it almost as much as Lex Luthor loves Superman... Did the first three while waiting for the movie to start so- forgive my untimely metaphor im not creepy i swear, i merely wanna nom nom the kitties WHO SAID THAT-)

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New Jersey Psycho

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Heartwarming story: Little girl doesn’t have to do anything to fund her dad’s surgery because his expenses are covered by his country’s universal healthcare.

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When ur dick “flying” grayson

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younger siblings am i right

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8 year old Dick, sitting on top of Bruce's shoulders and giggling: Do I weigh anything to you?

Bruce, in his mid-twenties: No.

22 year old Dick, sitting on top of Bruce's shoulders with a mix of confusion, concern, and astonishment: Do I... weigh anything to you?

Bruce, in his early forties, slightly smiling despite his 4 hidden broken ribs: No.

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Idgaf if you don't want to write essays for school. I don't care if you don't want to write corporate emails yourself. I don't care if you can't draw well, I don't care if you can't write well, I don't care if you just really really want to talk to your favorite fictional character but don't want to RP with a real person because you have social anxiety or whatever

If you're still regularly using generative ai, chatgpt or midjourney or character.ai or literally whatever the fuck, im personally blaming you when my utility prices start going up.

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My cousin was martyred last week when he went to get a bag of flour. The artillery hit them, killing nearly 100 people. This isn't aid. They treat us like they're hunting rats.

I was saying we were living a nightmare... but it seems like a joke.

To this extent, our blood is cheap. Aren't we human beings?!

This is my cousin, a young man who is not yet twenty years old. He was killed by hunger.

Please, I don't want to lose my brother and my husband. We will buy flour even if it costs a million dollars, and not go to death. That's why I need your support.🫶🤦🏼‍♂️

VETTED by @gazavetters ✅️ (#502) & VETTED by @bilal-sala7 (#3)

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Steph: Fuck we forgot a torch.

Tim: Hang on I got this.

Tim, snaps Jason’s arm like a glow-stick.

Jason, eyes illuminated bright green casting light onto the surrounding area: WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU.

Tim: Got it.

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Bruce always had trouble raising his voice at people. 

He had the words, all of them, his vocabulary was long and large and educated. But the words would get twisted up inside, curling and knotting in his throat until he could barely breathe, until he had to run, run far away, and let the words out in different ways. Usually through tears. 

Until he adopted a little eight year old orphan. 

Dick was everything Bruce wasn't. Loud and fun and rambunctious, he always knew what to say and how to say it. He always had the words. But sometimes those words got him in trouble. 

Bruce’s heart was beating a mile a minute when he got the call from the school. 

“Is Dick hurt? Is he alright?” He demanded, but the lady at the front desk merely ordered him to Dick’s classroom. 

His son was sitting on the floor, completely at ease, unharmed, but there was a tightness to his shoulders, a shadow in his eyes. 

Bruce knelt before his son, completely ignoring the teacher. 

“What happened?” He asked quietly, brushing Dick’s hair from his face. 

“I got angry.” Dick whispered, hands twisting in his lap. “She was saying things about my Mom, and Dad.” Dick’s voice was shaking. Bruce looked at the teacher. 

She smiled pleasantly, shaking her head. “No, Mr. Wayne, I was merely discussing with the children the intricacies of lower class versus upper class, and how some acts done by upper classmen are viewed as charity work and shouldn’t be taken seriously-” 

Bruce was standing before he knew what was going on. 

And that was the day he learned how to raise his voice. 

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i havent shaved my legs in a really long time and while i was babysitting my skirt edged up a bit and the seven year old i was watching said “ew you should shave that hairs not supposed to be there” and i said “well if its not supposed to be there then why does it grow there?” and he was really silent for a long time and then finally said “lets watch sonic the hedgehog”

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UC or ER?

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Jazz is so friend shaped bruh, I'd hit that in lightspeed

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gang