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He’s gotta go

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This is who is leading the NYC mayoral democratic primary rn

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IT FUCKIN YURI DAAAAAAAAAAAY

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Alfred: Timothy Jackson Drake. Tim: Full name....omg, am I going to die? Dick: It was nice knowing you Timmy. Damian: Don't lie to a dead man walking, Richard. Timothy, your existence in our lives was ambivalent at best. Tim: Thank you for your honesty, Dami. It's a comfort in my final moments. Alfred: Stop being so dramatic; you won't die today. I'm not mad; I'm disappointed in you. Tim wince: That's far worse. What did I do? Alfred: It's more like what you didn't do. Why is it that every morning, you do not find the five minutes it takes to make your bed? Tim: *confused* What do you mean? Alfred: Your bedroom is usually spotless, but you never fix your blankets or your pillows, and it makes everything look awful. I have tried to ignore it, in the hope that you will learn some responsibility, but I can no longer stand it. Tim: But I've never done my bed. It's always been done for me. Alfred: Whatever servants you had at Drake Manor are not here- Tim: I never had servants. It was just my parents, and most of the time, they weren't even in the country. I mean, the housekeeper came by every three days or so, but she never went into my room. Alfred: Wait, if you didn't make your bed and there were no servants to make it, then how was it done? Tim: It made itself, duh. Dick: Would you like to expand on that answer for the class, Timmy? Tim: Come on Dick you know what I mean. The sheets move on their own and tuck themselves in, or the pillows constantly rearrange themselves. Sometimes, on a cold night, the blankets will emerge from the closet and wrap around you. Every day, bedroom stuff. Dick: Damian: Timothy, I believe you were being haunted as a child. Tim: What? Alfred: Did anyhing else stop happening when you moved out of your old home? Tim snapping his fingers: Now that you mention it, nothing whispers in my ears anymore. Dick: You were hearing whispers!? Tim: It was mostly gibbersish and hisses so I always ingored it. The ghost should have learn to not mutter. Danny, reading their lips from the Drake Manor window using binoculars: Well, excuse me for having a speaking impediment.

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i’m screaming

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jbsss extra 4

bella and edward are gonna be VILE just u wait

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Gotta admit, any one of these would work on me.

Love me some burritos.

Source: could be worse comics

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when Damian has his hair down he also has middle part..he once ran out of gel and all everyone saw was an angry little Tim walking around the manor threatening people with death by his sword if they spoke about his hair..Tim found it adorable and took a picture to keep reminding himself that everyone in the family wasn't actually that different..

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MHA X DP Eri's Older Siblings.

Eri dies a lot, especially before Izuku Midorya comes in to save her. And I had a brilliant idea. Eri was killed by Overhaul, again, to grab her blood once more. Only during the process, Eri is sent to the Infinite Realms. She's scared and confused and lost, only to be found by Ellie! Maybe a 14 or 16 year old Ellie, and she takes Eri to Danny. Obviously Eri is still scared, but Danny and Jazz calm her down. And due to Time Displacement, Eri is in the Infinite Realms for a month. She's getting better thanks to Jazz, and well - she's been adopted into the Phantom Family! Eri loves her older sisters - Ellie is so fun, and showing her new things. Jazz is helping her get better, and both her brothers are so protective of her. She really likes Dan, he has her Red Eyes. Grandpa Clockwork is showing that her curse can be controlled! But then she's yanked back to the Real World by Overhaul. Who in the Living Realm, was only gone for like an hour. And she's traumatized all over again, and Overhaul wants more blood again, and she misses her siblings - she cries for them, she wants them to save her -- Only to wake up once more in the Infinite Realms - to find that the place is in SHAMBLES with all of her Siblings searching for her in a frenzy. Again, she's been missing for a MONTH and when they found her back, they instantly comfort her. The Phamily DOES find out why Eri disappeared, and realize she's being brought back to life - and Danny PROMISES to find where her Dimension is so they can go save her. And this effectively becomes routine - Eri is pulled back, but she's able to hold it together from crying as often, and gets to see the Realms when Overhaul kills her. And then MHA happens, and she runs into Deku. Who she finds comforting because his green eyes remind her of the comforting Green of the Infinite ... And eventually, she gets saved by the Heroes. Eri asks if her siblings sent them to find her, because she assumed Deku was a Ghost too - only to be met with confusion. Eri has siblings? She tried explaining, but that only leads to more misunderstandings and confusion amongst the heroes! Little Eri is just so confused - she wants her sisters, she wants to see her brothers and no one knows who she's talking about. That is, until a Green Portal opens up right on top of Overhaul's destroyed base - and Four Very Eldritch Siblings are searching for their Youngest Sibling.

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Mommy, I can't find jazzy?

Babs was finishing up her side job, putting away her laptop into her backpack, zipping it up only to freeze seeing a little boy in a jumper with teary blue eyes, black hair wearing a teal beanie, holding Einstein bear clutch in one small arm, his lips wobbling a bit as if trying to hold back tear.

"Mommy, I can't find jazzy... and Daddy haven't come back even though I called out Ghosts like you told me to."

Oh, nu, Bruce's Adoptied a wayne bait is contagious like Dick said.

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"What just happen?!?"

"Jazz did you really forgot the no wish rule!" Sam frustrated said a bit loud out if it weren't weren't the toddlers asking her for another story to read out loud.

"Did a natural portal really just spawn, suck Danny at the wrong time and place, and disappears letting Desiree escape too?!?"

"Mom and Dad are going to kill me..." Jazz mumbled into her hands.

She completely forgot about Desiree as she was mad at Danny talking about why he had to come talk about ghost safety to a bunch of toddlers when he have a tight schedule already with being infinite ghost, clockwork's crytic session and lessons, helping make sure tucker don't almost get assassinated for his brilliant work, and doing collage homework.

Then Desiree came to a friendly fight and volunteered with how to deal with a ghost presentation using her Bearbert as exanple only for Danny to not listen to her already frustrated.

It just slipped out in the moment of rage.

She didn't actually mean to say I wish you were a toddler again if you think being an adult is so hard to handle!

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Her peaceful aura will obliterate any guilt that tries to stop you from savoring your break ✨

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Read the uncensored version on Patreon!

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Unmute !

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SHOOTING CIVILLIANS POINT BLANK. SHE WAS TRYING TO GET HOME AND THEY SHOT HER FOR NO REASON. GET THIS FOOTAGE OUT!

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Help Wanted ≠ Send Sacrifices

Danny gripped his bangs in his fist, staring down at the paperwork before him with endless frustration and not a lick of comprehension.

Why was there so much paperwork, anyway? Pariah Dark hadn't exactly seemed like the type to keep records. Had he done this on purpose? As punishment to whomever wound up taking the throne from him? Danny had to admit, that sounded like a really devious plan. Unless the next ruler had been, like, The Secretary Ghost or something.

… that gave Danny an idea.

Clockwork had told him about this "Kingly Connection" thing he had yet to try out. Supposedly, it made it so that the king could address his subjects all at once, no matter where they may be. In case of an urgent announcement or Realms-threatening danger, or something.

To Danny, it sounded like a really efficient way to send out a 'Help Wanted' ad. Everyone would be able to hear it, and anyone who for some reason didn't could learn about it through word of mouth. Those who felt they were qualified could come see him at the Keep, and those who didn't could just continue on with whatever they'd been doing. It was the perfect plan.

Danny flopped back in his seat, relieved for the reprieve as he shut his tired eyes. He followed the pull, down, down, into his core… and then even further, til the light behind his eyes got brighter, til he reached the power of the KING.

Hey, everyone. This is your King speaking. I need like, a secretary or something. Someone who can help me handle literal millennia of paperwork. So, if y'all could come on down to the Keep, or pass the offer on to the smartest person you know, that'd be dope.

Danny felt as the power pulsed within his chest, sending his message out along the millions of tiny strings tying all Undead souls back to his. He sighed and slouched in his chair, exhaustion finally catching up to him. All he had to do now was wait. A little nap in the meantime couldn't hurt, could it?

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Jason felt simultaneously floaty and more grounded than he had since his mysterious resurrection. All his anger and uncertainty was just gone, replaced by pure drive and direction. He wasn't thinking very deeply, but he knew what he was doing. It was like laying on the surface of a sunlit lake, letting the gentle waves take him wherever they wished.

The Red Hood finished the chalk circle in the middle of the wide, empty warehouse floor and stepped back. The lines and starbursts that decorated it were drawn immaculately, without a single smudge. Now, all he needed was…

… the smartest person you know…

… Where was Tim?

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One of my favorite stories to tell about myself from when I was a kid is the story how my grandma’s “Catching Fairies” game was banned because of me

So when I was really little my grandma had this game she made up, she’d give me and all my cousins jars and containers and tell us that in her garden there were fairies but they were smart and tricky so they disguised themselves as caterpillars and butterflies and as grasshoppers and worms.

Whoever caught the most ‘Fairies’ won but we had to set them all free because they tended to the garden

One summer day my brothers were at the age they were dreading ‘girly’ stuff so I was playing alone

At this point I had met all the fairies in the garden and I was getting bored without any competition and with finding the same old fairies

But then just as I was begrudgingly heading back to my grandma with the same fairies as usual I found a new fairy!

I thought she was so beautiful! She was resting on the sparkly thread in the leaves and her black body gleamed in the sunlight, she had long legs and a cool red spot on her back

Excited I coaxed her onto my hand and was so giddy I found a new one! I rushed back to the farm house to show my Grandma and Dad, gently carrying my new friend.

But when my Dad and Grandma turned around to see what fairy I caught I saw the color drain from their faces and both of them freeze, I could tell something was wrong but didn’t understand

My dad congratulated me and asked me if he could see the pretty fairy, I let him but felt a little nervous seeing how terrified he looked as she moved into his hands from mine.

Slowly he walked back towards the door, my grandma clutching my shoulders then my dad LAUNCHED the fairy back into the garden which I thought was rather rude

Then we had a nice long talk about Black Widow spiders