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Where are my kinnies who simultaneously want to find their canonmates very badly and are also terrified of finding them ๐Ÿค #๐Ÿ—โœจ๐Ÿ“–
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โœฉ Personality: Kind, stubborn, headstrong, brave, curious, compassionate
โœฉ Age: 17
โœฉ Home world: Modern world - earth ๐ŸŒ
โœฉ Weapon: Key - shifts into a sword ๐Ÿ—ก
โœฉ Magic: light ๐Ÿ”†
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komotionlessqueenmm ยท 1 year
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Lokabrenna
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Short story # 16
โœจFandom(s) - Vikings & The Last Kingdom
๐Ÿ’Pairing - Osferth X Reader
๐Ÿ•ฏSummary - After many years, you and your brothers are reunited with your father, King Ragnar. Along side him are two men you've never met. And when met face to face with your father, you unleash your rage of being abandoned.
โš ๏ธWarning(s) - Talk of mutilation, near death experience, abandonment, and that's about it I think.
๐Ÿ“Note(s) - Okay so I randomly started brewing this story in my head. I've watched all but like the last season of Vikings, and this story will have little to do with the storyline up until the point Ragnar comes back. Now I've never watched The Last Kingdom, I want to start watching it soon, but as I am writing this piece I haven't watched any. So this crossover will be interesting to say the least. Oh and I apologize but I am writing this with the idea that the reader is about 6'7", and in time I'll explain why in later notes. But for the most part this won't be mentioned, but it will pop up every so often. Reader is also described to have emerald green eyes, dark hair the first two things being things from her mother, and scars she obtained as a girl. Other than that the readers image is up to you. So the read is kinda like an OC but with your name, and the majority of your image. Oh and in this story the Norse Gods are real, and several will be involved in this story. But some things to do with the Gods isn't actually a part of Norse mythology, I'm just bending some of it to work best with the story. (Thank you for taking the time to read the notes if you have.)
๐Ÿ—Key information - Lokabrenna meaning Loki's Torch in this story. (Eventually it will make perfect sense.)
๐ŸŒฌYear posted - 2022
๐Ÿ“–Reading time roughly - Ten minutes.
๐Ÿ™ˆRating - SFW/NSFW
โ—ˆ Part 1.) | Part 2.) |
๐ŸŽงPlaylist to listen to while reading.โ†“โ†“โ†“
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Sparing with Bjรถrn was something (Y/n) indulged with most days, as he was the only one of her brothers willing to spar with her, and the only one that would push her to better her skills. Though her twin, Ivar would likely spar with her and push her to be the best, his legs prevented him from being able to do as much as Bjรถrn could. The others watched their eldest brother fought with their little sister, who wasn't quite so little, as she stood roughly four inches above Bjรถrn. Ubbe chuckled when (Y/n) slammed her shield into Bjรถrns, making the blond stumble back several inches. "You can do better than that." (Y/n) taunted her brother, blocking his sword and countering swiftly, her blade resting beside his neck. "Honestly I'm beginning to think you are getting old brother." She teased, making the others snicker on the sidelines. Bjรถrn scoffed with a grin, breaking away from her and beginning the fight again.
"King Ragnar has returned." A voice called out, the words making (Y/n)'s stance falter, giving Bjรถrn the opportunity to trip her, making her land face first into the dirt. "Shit." Bjรถrn muttered under his breath, realizing his mistake, he tossed his shield and sword aside. The others approaching as she rolled onto her back, looking to the blue sky with glossy emerald eyes. "I didn't mean to-" She cut Bjรถrn off. "It isn't that." She closed her eyes for a moment, only opening them again when Ivar brushed her hair away from her eyes. "He doesn't know she is alive." Ivar reminded their brothers in a soft tone, making the eldest sigh with realization. Bjรถrn offered his hand to (Y/n), pulling her to her feet when she accepted his offer. "Well then, he will be surprised hm." The blond patted her shoulder affectionately, smiling when she chuckled at that. "Come on then, let's go see the old man." She dusted herself off then followed behind her brother's, keeping pace with Ivar as she always would.
The growing crowd parted for the arrival of the Princes and Princess, allowing Ragnar to see his children for the first time in many years. The shock apparent when his eyes laid on (Y/n), who stood tall beside her brother's, trying to suppress her emotions. "(Y/n)." Ragnar breathed out her name, tears welling in his eyes at the sight of his only surviving daughter. Ragnar approached her with slow steps, as if he was afraid she would vanish if he approached to quickly. "Little (Y/n)." He smiled taking in the sight of her. "Not so little any more." He remarked with a grin, his eyes casting to her left where Ivar sat, his pointer finger curled around (Y/n)'s, something they had done since birth for comfort. "Hello Ivar." Ragnar smiled down at his youngest son, and for a moment Ivar mirrored his smile, until (Y/n) suddenly shoved Ragnar away. The crowd grew deathly silent, watching the scene unfold before them.
"You left me." She hissed lowly, looming over her father. "I didn't-." Ragnar tried, but she stalked forward, putting her face into his. "You left me for dead." (Y/n) growled quietly, fire practically glowing within her emerald orbs. "I thought you had died." He argued. "I called out to you, I screamed so you would hear me. And yet you left me to burn in that dragons fire." Her gaze cast to the two strange men accompanying the King. "Let me guess, this is the boy you took in after you abandoned me?" She accused, Ragnar's eyes shimmering with shame. "You left all of us, but you would raise this stranger as if he were your own." She scoffed. "You think we did not know? That we didn't keep an eye on you? That we wouldn't hear about the young warrior claiming to be another son of King Ragnar?" She straightened her back, looming over her father once more. "You are no King, and you are no father, you are just an old man wallowing in self pity." She hissed before turning her back on him.
"I am your father, and I am your King!" Ragnar yelled, his anger only fueling (Y/n)'s rage. She quickly spun on her heel, and Bjรถrn tried catching her arm as she moved to swing. He failed in holding her back, instead he only pulled two of her rings off before her fist collided with Ragnar's jaw, the warn man fell to one knee, blood oozing from his lip. "You stopped being my father when you left me for dead, and you are a worthless King that even the Gods do not recognize." Her voice boomed over the crowd, and as quickly as she had said that, she stormed off. Shoving her way through the crowd, unaware of her brother's following her. Bjรถrn crouched down to pick up (Y/n)'s rings, which had fallen to the ground. While Uhtred and Osferth helped Ragnar to his feet, despite the old King's demands to be left alone. "You are not the man I once knew." Bjรถrn commented as he rose to his feet, looking his father in the eyes. "Like (Y/n)... I cannot forgive you for what you did to her." He added before walking away, intent on joining his siblings again.
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(Y/n) began her trek into the woods, her sword secured to her hip, and her large grey cloak fastened around her shoulders. "Princess wait a moment." Uhtred called out as he and Osferth jogged after her into the woods. "Why should I even speak to you?" She glowered at the man, who looked almost sheepish before her. "I'm sorry." He offered, which only confused her. "Why are you sorry?" She questioned. "Because of your father." He explained. "I am not angry at my father for raising you... I am angry that he so easily abandoned me and my brothers. And yet instead of coming home, with or without you, he stayed out there and pretended as if he wasn't a King, as if he didn't have his own children to care for." She turned away and began walking again, only for the men to follow her. "You said he left you for dead? I had assumed he left you here with your brothers." He spoke up again, his words causing her to stop again. "My father took me with him when he ran away from Kattegat, I was to young to understand what was happening." She pulled her hood down, properly observing the two.
"I was with him for two years, we lived in a cabin far from here. One evening while he was out hunting a dragon descended upon the cabin. It set the cabin on fire while I was trapped inside, I cried out for my father to save me, but he never came. The dragon had left as quickly as it came, and I was left alone to burn alive." The smaller of the two grimaced at her words. "I found myself trapped in the best place however, as the smoke could not reach me. When part of the wall finally crumbled to the ground, I crawled as best I could out of the cabin. I was weak, and burnt badly. The sky was dark by this point, and my father nowhere in sight." She licked her lips before continuing. "I did the only thing I could think to do, I wept for the Gods. Praying that one of them would hear me, and offer me aid. The wolf God Fenrir heard me, and sent his sons Hati and Skรถll to aid me. They found me and used what little magic they could to mend my wounds, which did very little, but it kept me alive long enough for them to bring me home."
She pulled to cord of her cloak, allowing it to fall to the ground. "They ran for seven days and eight nights with me atop Hati until they reached Kattegat. They broke into my families long house, with me on the brink of death, and the moment my mother laid eyes on me she knew what had happened. For she dreamt about it the very same night it happened. She sent for healers from far and wide, and with their help I was nurtured back to health. I bare the scars of my father's negligence, and can never forgive him for it." She turned her back to the men, and quickly swept her shirt up to show them, the mass amount of burnt skin stretched across the expanse of her back. "Gods." Uhtred muttered under his breath, the both of them stunned by the sheer amount of tattered skin, each wondering how she could survive such a thing. The sound of a branch snapping caught their attention, and just as her brothers walked into view (Y/n) dropped her shirt, now facing her brother's.
"You are going to see him aren't you? To pay tribute?" Ubbe asked as she picked up her cloak. "I am." She nodded her head in agreement. "We're coming with you." Bjรถrn stated. "Why?" She wondered. "We wish to give thanks to the ones who saved you." Ivar cut in, moving around Ubbe to sit at her feet. "Hvitserk, Sigurd, why are you coming? Neither of you have ever seemed to care much about me." She tilted her head, her words making Hvitserk scoff. "You are still our sister." Sigurd argued. "We care more deeply than you think." Hvitserk added. "Okay... You can all come with me." She smiled at her brother's, her gaze casting to Uhtred and Osferth when Uhtred cleared his throat. "Who are you going to see?" He questioned. "Fenrir wolf." Her words stunned them both for a moment. "We shall come as well." Uhtred insisted. "And why is that?" (Y/n) questioned. "I feel that we must." He vaguely explained, making (Y/n) arch a brow at him.
"If that is what you wish, then so be it." She turned her attention then to Ivar. "I shall carry you Ivar, this is a long journey, and I do not wish for you to suffer." She knelt before him. "So you shall suffer instead?" Ivar argued stubbornly. "I will happily suffer for you dear brother." She assured him, before playfully bumping her forehead against his. Only turning her back to him when he grinned at her, and effortlessly she hoisted her twin onto her back, and rose to her feet. "We will not be back until tomorrow evening." She warned them, half expecting Uhtred and Osferth to turn back. A faint grin ghosting her lips when they continued to follow her lead deeper into the woods. "I didn't expect Fenrir to be so close to Kattegat." Uhtred remarked. "He isn't. But one of the passageways to him is." (Y/n) explained, the entire encounter leaving Osferth confused in his silence, though he continued to follow his friend regardless of his doubts.
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Mfs when they find out autism is a spectrum: ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿฅน๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜Šโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿค“๐Ÿง๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ™โ˜น๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿ˜ถโ€๐ŸŒซ๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿซก๐Ÿซข๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿซฃ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿซฅ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿซค๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฎโ€๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿฅฑ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ตโ€๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿค•๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿซถ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿค๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ŽโœŠ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿค๐ŸคŒ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿค˜๐ŸคŸ๐ŸซฐโœŒ๏ธ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿซณ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘‡โ˜๏ธโœ‹๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ––๐Ÿ–โœ๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿซต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿฆป๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿซฆ๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿง’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿง”โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง”๐Ÿง”โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ท๐Ÿง‘โ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿง‘โ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿซ…๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿคตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคต๐Ÿคตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿ‘ฐโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿคด๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆน๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŒ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿง‘โ€๐ŸŽ„๐Ÿง›โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง›๐Ÿง›โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŸ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงž๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿซ„๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงœ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿซƒ๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿ’‡๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ•ด๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿง๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŽ๐ŸงŽโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿชข๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿช–โ›‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿงข๐ŸŽฉ๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ’ผ๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿงณ๐Ÿ‘“๐ŸŒ‚๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿ•ถโค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•โฃ๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉนโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’โ™กโ™ฅ๏ธŽโฅโฆโงโ˜™โขเฆแƒšแƒ“แƒฆษžสšเท†แฐ”แฉšแฐ”เฆžเฌ“แœŠแฅซแญก๊จ„เฎแฆ—๐Ÿถ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿน๐Ÿฐ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿป๐Ÿผ๐Ÿปโ€โ„๏ธ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿต๐Ÿธ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿท๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ”๐Ÿง๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿด๐Ÿ—๐Ÿบ๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿฆ…๐Ÿฆ†๐Ÿชฑ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฆ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿž๐Ÿœ๐Ÿชฐ๐Ÿชฒ๐Ÿชณ๐Ÿฆ–๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿ•ท๐Ÿฆ—๐ŸฆŸ๐Ÿฆ•๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿก๐Ÿ ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿฆ“๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐ŸŠ๐Ÿฆญ๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆง๐Ÿฆฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฆ›๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿ–๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿฆฌ๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆ™๐Ÿ๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿฆฎ๐Ÿ•โ€๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿ•Š๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿฆœ๐Ÿฆš๐Ÿฆค๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿชถ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆจ๐Ÿฆก๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆฆ๐Ÿฆฅ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŒต๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿฟ๐ŸŒด๐Ÿชต๐ŸŒฑ๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชด๐ŸŽ‹๐Ÿชจ๐Ÿชธ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ„๐Ÿชน๐Ÿชบ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒน๐Ÿฅ€๐Ÿชท๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ฅโ˜„๏ธโšก๏ธโœจ๐ŸŒŸโญ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿช๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒˆโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒคโ›…๏ธ๐ŸŒฅโ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐Ÿ’ง๐Ÿ’จ๐ŸŒฌโ›„๏ธโ˜ƒ๏ธโ„๏ธ๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉโ›ˆ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿซงโ˜”๏ธโ˜‚๏ธ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅญ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅ’๐ŸŒถ๐Ÿซ‘๐ŸŒฝ๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿง…๐Ÿง„๐Ÿซ’๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿง€๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿฅช๐Ÿซ“๐Ÿ•๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ”๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿง†๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿซ•๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿฆช๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿซ™๐Ÿค๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿข๐Ÿก๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿซ˜๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿตโ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿซ–๐Ÿผ๐Ÿซ—๐Ÿฅ›๐Ÿถ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿท๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿง‰๐Ÿง‚๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿด๐Ÿฅ„๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿพโšฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿˆโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿธ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿช€๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณ๏ธ๐Ÿช๐Ÿ›๐Ÿน๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿ‚โ›ท๐ŸŽฟ๐ŸฅŒโ›ธ๐Ÿ›ท๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿ›น๐ŸŽฝ๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคพ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคบโ›น๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›น๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšต๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ—๐Ÿต๐ŸŽ–๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅ‰๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿ†๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคน๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿฉฐ๐ŸŽจ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽท๐Ÿช˜๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽง๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽธ๐Ÿช•๐ŸŽป๐ŸŽฒโ™Ÿ๐ŸŽฏ๐ŸŽณ๐ŸŽฎ๐ŸŽฐ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš™๐ŸšŒ๐ŸšŽ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿฉผ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšš๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿ›ž๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš๐Ÿš๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš‹๐Ÿšƒ๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš‰โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ›ถ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ›ซโ›ต๏ธ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿ›ณ๐Ÿšข๐Ÿ›Ÿโ›ดโš“๏ธ๐Ÿช๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ—บ๐Ÿš๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿšงโ›ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿฏ๐ŸŸ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐ŸŽ โ›ฒ๏ธโ›ฑ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ›–โ›บ๏ธ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ”โ›ฐ๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš๐Ÿ—๐Ÿญ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿช๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿคโ›ช๏ธ๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿ—พ๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐Ÿž๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒƒ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒ‰๐ŸŒโŒš๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒ๐Ÿ’ปโŒจ๏ธ๐Ÿ–ฅ๐Ÿ–จ๐Ÿ–ฑ๐Ÿ–ฒ๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ—œ๐Ÿ•น๐Ÿ“น๐ŸŽฅ๐Ÿ“ฝ๐ŸŽž๐Ÿ“žโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ•ฐโฐโฒโฑ๐Ÿงญ๐ŸŽ›๐ŸŽš๐ŸŽ™๐Ÿ“ปโŒ›๏ธโณ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿชซ๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿ•ฏ๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ›ข๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿชช๐Ÿ’Žโš–๏ธ๐Ÿชœ๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿงฑ๐Ÿชคโš™๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฉ๐Ÿชšโ›๐Ÿ› โš’๐Ÿ”จโ›“๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿงจ๐Ÿช“๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ—กโš”๏ธ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿบโšฑ๏ธ๐Ÿชฆโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿšฌ๐Ÿ›ก๐Ÿชฌ๐Ÿ’ˆโš—๏ธ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ•ณ๐Ÿฉป๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฉบ๐Ÿงน๐ŸŒก๐Ÿงช๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿช ๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿšฐ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ›Ž๐Ÿงด๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿช’๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿ›‹๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿช†๐Ÿ–ผ๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐ŸŽŠ๐Ÿช…๐Ÿช„๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŽ๐Ÿฎ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿชฉ๐Ÿงงโœ‰๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿชง๐Ÿท๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿงพ๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ—‘๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ—“๐Ÿ—’๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ—ƒ๐Ÿ—ณ๐Ÿ—„๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿ—ž๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿงท๐Ÿ”—๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“๐Ÿงฎ๐Ÿ“Œโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ–Œโœ’๏ธ๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ–Šโœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“โค๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿคโšช๏ธโšซ๏ธ๐ŸŸค๐ŸŸฃ๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸข๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸ ๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸซโฌ›๏ธโฌœ๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉนโฃ๏ธโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ÿโ˜ฎ๏ธโ˜ฆ๏ธโ˜ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ•Ž๐Ÿ”ฏโœก๏ธโ˜ธ๏ธ๐Ÿ•‰โ˜ช๏ธโœ๏ธ๐Ÿ›โ›Žโ™ˆ๏ธโ™‰๏ธโ™Š๏ธโ™‹๏ธโ™Œ๏ธโ™๏ธโ™Ž๏ธโš›๏ธ๐Ÿ†”โ™“๏ธโ™’๏ธโ™‘๏ธโ™๏ธโ™๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘โ˜ข๏ธ๐Ÿ“ด๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿˆถ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๐Ÿˆบ๐Ÿˆท๏ธโœด๏ธ๐Ÿˆฒ๐Ÿˆน๐Ÿˆต๐ŸˆดใŠ—๏ธใŠ™๏ธ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿ†š๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†‘๐Ÿ†˜โŒโญ•๏ธ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšทโ™จ๏ธ๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ“›โ›”๏ธ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿ”ž๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿšญโ—๏ธโ•โ“โ”โ€ผ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฐโšœ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฑ๐Ÿšธโš ๏ธใ€ฝ๏ธ๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ”…โ‰๏ธโ™ป๏ธโœ…๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ’นโ‡๏ธโœณ๏ธโŽ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿˆณ๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธโ™ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿšพ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ’ค๐ŸŒ€โ“‚๏ธ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšผโšง๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ”คโ„น๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฃ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ“ถ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ†–๐Ÿ†—๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†’๐Ÿ†•๐Ÿ†“0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ9๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”ข#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃโ๏ธโ–ถ๏ธโธโฏโนโบ๐Ÿ”ฝ๐Ÿ”ผโ—€๏ธโฌโซโชโฉโฎโญโžก๏ธโฌ…๏ธโฌ†๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†—๏ธโ†˜๏ธโ†™๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”‚๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”€โคต๏ธโคด๏ธโ†ฉ๏ธโ†ช๏ธโ†”๏ธ๐Ÿ”ƒ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถโž•โž–โž—โœ–๏ธ๐ŸŸฐโ™พ๏ธ๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ‘โ€๐Ÿ—จยฎ๏ธยฉ๏ธโ„ข๏ธ๐Ÿ’ฑ๐Ÿ’ฒ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”œใ€ฐ๏ธโžฐโžฟโœ”๏ธโ˜‘๏ธ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”บโ–ซ๏ธโ–ช๏ธ๐Ÿ”ฒ๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ถ๐Ÿ”น๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”ปโ—พ๏ธโ—ฝ๏ธโ—ผ๏ธโ—ป๏ธ๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ””โ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™ ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ฏ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ”•โ™ฆ๏ธ๐Ÿƒ๐ŸŽด๐Ÿ€„๏ธ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•ฆ๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿณ๏ธ๐Ÿด๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด
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Pink Scarf Reimagined (pt 2)-The Aftermath ๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’’โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ
Alllright, darlinโ€™s! Iโ€™ve got something special in store for this Scarf Exclusive #2/requestโ€ฆ
As you know, in Pink Scarf Reimaginedโ€”The Wedding, we left Reader and Elvis after they confessed some โœจBIG FEELINGSโœจ and had some โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅHOT SEXY-TIMESโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ in church, right before Readerโ€™s wedding to Jack. For Part 2โ€”The Aftermath, we find out what happens next (โ€ฆand, shocking to absolutely no one, Iโ€™ll be doing a Part 3, so donโ€™t panicโ€ฆ)
โœจJOIN HERE at the Sweetheart๐Ÿ’• level or above to READ NOW!!โœจ (sneak peek below!)
ALSO, my lovely babiesโ€ฆ
I severely underestimated how many people wanted some fluff for this part (because as we all are aware, โ€˜angstโ€™ is my middle nameโ€ฆoopsiesโ€ฆ๐Ÿฅน)
SOโ€ฆ
Iโ€™m going to Choose Your Own Adventure this sucker even more and turn this into a CHALLENGE!
So, to UNLOCK the alternate chapter of PS Reimagined (pt 2)โ€”The Aftermath (fluffy version!):ย 
๐Ÿ“– Join my community on Patreon, if you haven't already! (you'll be so glad you did, darlin'...๐Ÿฅฐ)
๐Ÿ— Read this fic (or any posted on here!) and share the crap out of your thoughts about them/being a part of this community on your various social medias!
IF WE CAN GET AT LEAST 5 MORE PATRONS TO JOIN THE COMMUNITY in the next few weeks, Iโ€™LL POST A FLUFFY VERSION OF PART 2 as the next Scarf Exclusive!! ๐ŸŽ‰
WOOHOO! ๐Ÿ’—
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Anyhoo, I really hope you enjoy this version AND want to see the alternate version, too! Love you so much, babies! You make my heart singgggg! ๐ŸŽถ
xoxoxo, Madi ๐Ÿ’—
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SNEAK PEEK:
March 7th, 1960
Your heart flutters and your stomach clenches before you even open your eyes. There is a safety in the quiet softness of your bedsheets before anyone knows you are awakeโ€”a limbo where no one can disrupt the life youโ€™ve created for yourself in your dreams.
But your body knows today isnโ€™t just any other day.
Today Elvis comes home.
It is hard to pull in a breath with the way your lungs constrict and your throat closes, and for a moment you feel suffocated under the duvet. For a moment, you pretend the bed swallows you whole.
But it doesnโ€™t and your burning lungs finally gasp for breath. Despite the smiling mask you put on for the world every morning, every day without him has made you feel confused and alone. You hate yourself a little for it, as though itโ€™s solely your own fault and no one elseโ€™s. ย 
โ€œMama! Mammmmma!โ€
Your eyes blink open at the cry coming from the other room. A stark reminder that there is more to your life than dwelling in sorrow. It only takes a second for you to swing out of the bed, throw on your dressing gown and slippers, and shuffle to the next roomโ€”a well-practiced routine which has served to get you out of bed each morning even though some days you wish youโ€™d never wake at all.
โ€œGood morning, my little munchkin,โ€ you singsong, opening the door. The gray morning light peeks through the curtains enough so you can see the big, familiar grin spread across your little boyโ€™s face as he bounces excitedly in his crib at your presence.
Your heart could burst from the sight.
His chubby little hands raise up, clenching and unclenching as they reach for you. He starts babbling, only a few words being coherent at 17 months, and you nod along as if understanding. Hoisting him up and into your arms, his little blonde head instantly snuggles into your shoulder.
โ€œHungee, Mama,โ€ he says, grabbing your gown.
โ€œOh, my lilโ€™ Johnny-cake is hungry? Well, we better fill up that tummy, shouldnโ€™t we?โ€ you say, tickling his belly.
Johnny squeals in delight and bounces in your arms...there is no denying your beautiful son takes after his father more and more each day.
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Taglist Pt 1
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๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜šโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿค—๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿ˜ฒโ˜น๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿค ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿง๐Ÿค“โ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿง’๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคด๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿง”๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿคต๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ•ด๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿ‡โ›ท๐Ÿ‚๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘ช๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘‰โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘‡โœŒ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿ––๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿค™๐Ÿ–โœ‹๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ŽโœŠ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿค›๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ‘‹๐ŸคŸโœ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿง ๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Œโฃ๐Ÿ’”โค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ—ฏ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ•ณ๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿงขโ›‘๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿบ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿด๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฆ“๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿท๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿช๐Ÿ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ™๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ›๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿน๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿป๐Ÿจ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆก๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ•Š๐Ÿฆ…๐Ÿฆ†๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿฆš๐Ÿฆœ๐Ÿธ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿข๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฆ•๐Ÿฆ–๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿฌ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ‘๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฆ—๐Ÿ•ท๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿฆ‚๐ŸฆŸ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿต๐ŸŒน๐Ÿฅ€๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒทโš˜๐ŸŒฑ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒต๐ŸŒพ๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅญ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿฅ•๐ŸŒฝ๐ŸŒถ๐Ÿฅ’๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿฅœ๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿฅž๐Ÿง€๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿฅช๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿง‚๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿก๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฅ›โ˜•๐Ÿต๐Ÿถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿท๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿด๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿบ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐Ÿงจโœจ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿงง๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ–๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰โšฝ๏ธโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณโ›ธ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ›ท๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฏ๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿ•น๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿงธโ™ ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™Ÿ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ€„๐ŸŽด๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ–ผ๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿงถ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ—บ๐Ÿงญ๐Ÿ”โ›ฐ๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ–๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ—๐Ÿงฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ—ฝโ›ช๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ•โ›ฉ๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฒโ›บ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒƒ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ‰โ™จ๏ธ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŽ ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ’ˆ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‰๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš‹๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš™๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›ขโ›ฝ๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿšงโš“โ›ต๐Ÿ›ถ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ณโ›ด๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿšขโœˆ๐Ÿ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿ›Ž๐ŸงณโŒ›โณโŒšโฐโฑโฒ๐Ÿ•ฐ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•ฆ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒกโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒžโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ โ˜๏ธโ›…โ›ˆ๐ŸŒค๐ŸŒฅ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉ๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒซ๐ŸŒฌ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜‚๏ธโ˜”โ›ฑโšก๐ŸŒ€โ˜ƒ๏ธโ„โ›„โ˜„๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽ™๐ŸŽš๐ŸŽ›๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽท๐ŸŽธ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ–ฅ๐Ÿ–จโŒจ๐Ÿ–ฑ๐Ÿ–ฒ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿงฎ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๐Ÿ“ฝ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ•ฏ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ—ž๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿท๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿงพ๐Ÿ’ฑ๐Ÿ’ฒโœ‰๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ—ณโœโœ’๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ–Š๐Ÿ–Œ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ—’๐Ÿ—“๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ƒ๐Ÿ—„๐Ÿ—‘๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”จโ›โš’๐Ÿ› ๐Ÿ—กโš”๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ›ก๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๐Ÿ—œโš–๐Ÿ”—โ›“๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿงฒโš—๐Ÿงช๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›‹๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿงด๐Ÿงท๐Ÿงน๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿšฌโšฐโšฑ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿง๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšฐโ™ฟ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿšพ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…โš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธโ›”๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿ”žโ˜ขโ˜ฃโฌ†๏ธโ†—๏ธโžก๏ธโ†˜๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†™๏ธโฌ…๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ฉโ†ชโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ›โš›๐Ÿ•‰โœกโ˜ธโ˜ฏ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ฆโ˜ช๏ธโ˜ฎ๐Ÿ•Ž๐Ÿ”ฏโ™ˆโ™‰โ™Šโ™‹โ™Œโ™โ™Žโ™โ™โ™‘โ™’โ™“โ›Ž๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚โ–ถ๏ธโฉโญโฏโ—€๏ธโชโฎ๐Ÿ”ผโซ๐Ÿ”ฝโฌโธโนโบโ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿ“ดโ™€๏ธโ™‚๏ธโš•โ™พโ™ป๏ธโšœ๐Ÿ”ฑ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿ”ฐโญ•โœ…โ˜‘โœ”โœ–โŒโŽโž•โž–โž—โžฐโžฟใ€ฝ๏ธโœณโœดโ‡โ€ผโ‰๏ธโ“โ”โ•โ—ใ€ฐ๏ธยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธโ„ข๏ธ#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃ0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ”ฃ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†‘๏ธ๐Ÿ†’๏ธ๐Ÿ†“๏ธโ„น๐Ÿ†”๏ธโ“‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ†–๏ธ๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†—๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜๏ธ๐Ÿ†™๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๏ธ๐Ÿˆ๏ธ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿˆท๏ธ๐Ÿˆถ๏ธ๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰๏ธ๐Ÿˆน๏ธ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๏ธ๐Ÿˆณ๏ธใŠ—๏ธใŠ™๏ธ๐Ÿˆบ๏ธ๐Ÿˆต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ด๐Ÿ”ตโšชโšซโฌœโฌ›โ—ผโ—ปโ—ฝโ—พโ–ซ๏ธโ–ช๏ธ๐Ÿ”ถ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ท๏ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๏ธ๐Ÿ”น๏ธ๐Ÿ”บ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ฒ๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿด๐Ÿณ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ณ๓ ฃ๓ ด๓ ฟ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ท๓ ฌ๓ ณ๓ ฟ
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๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—โ˜บ๐Ÿ˜š๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿฅฒ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿค”๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคช๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿค๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿง๐Ÿค“๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿค ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ™โ˜น๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿฅฑโ˜ ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’”โฃ๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’–โค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ•ณ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ—ฏ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคž๐ŸพโœŒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿพ๐ŸคŸ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค›๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿพโ˜๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿค๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพโœ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆป๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆฟ๐Ÿฆพ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿพ๐Ÿง ๐Ÿซ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿง’๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿพ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿง”๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿพโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿพ๐Ÿง“๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿซ‚๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ช๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿง‘โ€๐Ÿคโ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿคน๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคพ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšต๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿ‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹โ€โ™‚๏ธโ›น๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšฃ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠโ›นโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›นโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‚โ›ท๐Ÿง–๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–๐Ÿพ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ด๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆง๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฆฎ๐Ÿ•โ€๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿฆ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿด๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฆ“๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ–๐Ÿท๐Ÿ„๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฆฌ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ™๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿน๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฆ›๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆฃ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿป๐Ÿจ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆก๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆจ๐Ÿฆฆ๐Ÿฆฅ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿปโ€โ„๏ธ๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿชถ๐Ÿฆค๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿฆ†๐Ÿฆ…๐Ÿ•Š๐Ÿฆš๐Ÿฆœ๐Ÿธ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿข๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฒ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿฆญ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฆ–๐Ÿฆ•๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿชณ๐Ÿ•ท๐Ÿฆ—๐Ÿž๐Ÿชฒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿฆ‚๐ŸฆŸ๐Ÿชฐ๐Ÿชฑ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’ฎโš˜๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒบ๐Ÿฅ€๐ŸŒน๐Ÿต๐ŸŒฑ๐Ÿชด๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒต๐ŸŒพ๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿโ˜˜๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅญ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿซ’๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿฅ•๐ŸŒฝ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿง…๐Ÿง„๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅ’๐Ÿซ‘๐ŸŒถ๐Ÿฅœ๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅ–๐Ÿซ“๐Ÿฅจ๐Ÿฅฏ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ–๐Ÿง€๐Ÿง‡๐Ÿฅž๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿฅช๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿซ”๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿซ•๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿง†๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿงˆ๐Ÿง‚๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿข๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ›๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿก๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿฆ๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿช๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆช๐Ÿฆ‘๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿท๐Ÿพ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿต๐Ÿซ–โ˜•๐Ÿฅ›๐Ÿผ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿง‹๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿด๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿฅข๐ŸงŠ๐Ÿง‰๐Ÿงƒ๐Ÿบ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ—บ๐Ÿงญ๐Ÿ”โ›ฐ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿž๐Ÿ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ—ป๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ—๐Ÿงฑ๐Ÿชจ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿข๐Ÿก๐Ÿ ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿชโ›ช๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฉ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•Œโ›ช๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ—ผโ›ฒโ›บ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒƒ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŽช๐Ÿ’ˆ๐ŸŽข๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽ โ™จ๏ธ๐ŸŒ‰๐ŸŒ‡๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‰๐Ÿš๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿš‹๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšš๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿš™๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšจโ›ฝ๐Ÿ›ข๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿšงโš“โ›ต๐Ÿ›ถ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ณโ›ด๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฉโœˆ๐Ÿšข๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿ›Ž๐Ÿงณ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•ฐโฒโฑโฐโŒšโณโŒ›๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•ฆ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒกโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿช๐ŸŒคโ›ˆโ›…โ˜๏ธ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒŸโญ๐ŸŒฅ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉ๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒซ๐ŸŒฌโ„โšกโ›ฑโ˜”โ˜‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ‚๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒ€โ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„โ˜„๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐Ÿงจโœจ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‰๐Ÿงง๐ŸŽ‘๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ–๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ๐Ÿ€๐ŸฅŽโšพ๏ธโšฝ๏ธ๐Ÿฅ‰๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’โ›ธโ›ณ๐Ÿฅ…๐Ÿฅ‹๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸŽฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ›ท๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฏ๐Ÿช€๐ŸŽฐ๐Ÿ•น๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿช„๐Ÿ”ฎ๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿช๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿช…๐Ÿช†โ™ ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธ๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ–ผ๐ŸŽญ๐ŸŽด๐Ÿ€„๐Ÿƒโ™Ÿโ™ฃ๏ธ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿชข๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿฉด๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿงข๐Ÿช–๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ“ฟโ›‘๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽท๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽง๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽ›๐ŸŽš๐ŸŽ™๐ŸŽถ๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽธ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿช•๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช˜๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“žโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ฒ๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ–ฅ๐Ÿ–จโŒจ๐Ÿ–ฑ๐Ÿ–ฒ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ“บ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ“ฝ๐ŸŽž๐ŸŽฅ๐Ÿงฎ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ•ฏ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿช”๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿท๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ—ž๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿงพ๐Ÿ’ฑ๐Ÿ’ฒโœ‰๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ—ณโœโœ’๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ–Š๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ–Œ๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ—’๐Ÿ—“๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ—ƒโœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ–‡๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ—„๐Ÿ—‘๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”ซโš”๐Ÿ—ก๐Ÿ› โš’โ›๐Ÿช“๐Ÿ”จ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ›ก๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿชโ›“๐Ÿ”—๐Ÿฆฏโš–๐Ÿ—œ๐Ÿชœโš—๐Ÿงช๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฉบ๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿชž๐Ÿ›๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿช ๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿ›‹๐Ÿ›๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿชค๐Ÿช’๐Ÿงด๐Ÿงท๐Ÿงน๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿชฆโšฐ๐Ÿšฌ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿงผโšฑ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿง๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšฐโ™ฟ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšผโ›”๐Ÿšธโš ๏ธ๐Ÿ›…๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿšพ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿ”žโ†™๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†˜๏ธโžก๏ธโ†—๏ธโฌ†๏ธโ˜ฃโ˜ขโฌ…๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ฉโ†ชโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”ƒโš›๐Ÿ•‰โœกโ˜ธโ˜ฏ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ฆโ˜ช๏ธโ™Œโ™‹โ™Šโ™‰โ™ˆ๐Ÿ”ฏ๐Ÿ•Žโ˜ฎโ™โ™Žโ™โ™โ™‘โ™’โ™“โ›Žโ—€๏ธโฏโญโฉโ–ถ๏ธ๐Ÿ”‚๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”€โชโฎ๐Ÿ”ผโซ๐Ÿ”ฝโฌโธโน๐Ÿ“ด๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ”…๐ŸŽฆโโบโ™€๏ธโ™‚๏ธโšงโœ–โž•โž–โž—โ™พโš•ใ€ฐ๏ธโ—โ•โ”โ“โ‰๏ธโ€ผ๏ธโ™ป๏ธโšœ๐Ÿ”ฑ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿ”ฐโญ•โœ…โ˜‘โœดโœณใ€ฝ๏ธโžฟโžฐโŽโŒโœ”โ‡ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธโ„ข๏ธ#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃ0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ”ฃ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ†•๏ธโ“‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†”๏ธโ„น๐Ÿ†“๏ธ๐Ÿ†’๏ธ๐Ÿ†‘๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†–๏ธ๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†—๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜๏ธ๐Ÿ†™๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๏ธ๐Ÿˆ๏ธ๐Ÿˆฒ๏ธ๐Ÿˆš๏ธ๐Ÿˆน๏ธ๐Ÿ‰๏ธ๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿˆถ๏ธ๐Ÿˆท๏ธ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๏ธ๐Ÿˆณ๏ธใŠ—๏ธใŠ™๏ธ๐Ÿˆบ๏ธ๐Ÿˆต๏ธโšช๐ŸŸค๐ŸŸฃ๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸข๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸ ๐Ÿ”ดโšซ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸช๐ŸŸซโ–ซ๏ธโ–ช๏ธโ—ฝโ—พโ—ปโ—ผโฌœโฌ›๐Ÿ”ถ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ท๏ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๏ธ๐Ÿ”บ๏ธ๐Ÿ”น๏ธ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ”ฒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿด๐Ÿณ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ท๓ ฌ๓ ณ๓ ฟ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ณ๓ ฃ๓ ด๓ ฟ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ผ
And there goes your recently used emojis
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episode 2 of the โœจaesthetic seriesโœจ
dark academia aesthetic ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‚โ˜•๏ธ๐Ÿท๐ŸŽปโ™Ÿ๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽž๐Ÿ•ฐโณ๐Ÿ•ฏโšฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ—ก๐Ÿชž๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ–‹๐ŸคŽ
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Of every emoji (on my keyboard that seems to not have half of the emojis most do)
๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜šโ˜บ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿค—๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿค“๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿ‘ฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฎ๐Ÿ•ต๐Ÿ’‚๐Ÿ‘ท๐Ÿ‘ณ๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™†๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ™‹๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿ’‡๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ™Ž๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿคฆ๐Ÿคท๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿคด๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ•ด๐Ÿšถ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿ‘ช๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ˆโ˜๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘‡โœŒ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿ–โœŠโœ‹๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘Ž๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿ‘โœ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’˜โค๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’”๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’Œ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ—ฏ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ‘โ€๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ•ณ๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿบ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿด๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿท๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿน๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿป๐Ÿจ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ•Š๐Ÿธ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿข๐Ÿ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿฌ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ€๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐Ÿ•ท๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿฆ‚๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿต๐ŸŒน๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒท๐ŸŒฑ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒต๐ŸŒพ๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐ŸŒฝ๐ŸŒถ๐Ÿ„๐ŸŒฐ๐Ÿž๐Ÿง€๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐ŸŒญ๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿก๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿผโ˜•๐Ÿต๐Ÿถ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿท๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿด๐Ÿด๐Ÿณ๐Ÿบ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ—บ๐Ÿ”๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ–๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ ๐Ÿกโ›ช๐Ÿ•‹๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ—ฝ๐Ÿ—พโ›ฒโ›บ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒƒ๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ‰โ™จ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŽ ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ’ˆ๐ŸŽช๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ–ผ๐ŸŽจ๐ŸŽฐ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‰๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš‹๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿš๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš™๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿšฒโ›ฝ๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿšงโš“โ›ต๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ณ๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿšขโœˆ๐Ÿ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿ›Ž๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›‹๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿ›โŒ›โณโŒšโฐ๐Ÿ•ฐ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•ฆ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒกโ˜€๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒžโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ โ˜โ›…๐ŸŒค๐ŸŒฅ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉ๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒซ๐ŸŒฌ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜”โšกโ„โ›„๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡โœจ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽŒ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‘๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ–๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽž๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐Ÿทโšฝโšพ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŽพ๐ŸŽฑ๐ŸŽณโ›ณ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ„๐Ÿšต๐Ÿคนโ›น๏ธ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿšฃ๐Ÿšด๐Ÿคธ๐Ÿคฝ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐ŸŽฏ๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ•น๐ŸŽฒโ™ โ™ฅโ™ฆโ™ฃ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ€„๐ŸŽด๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽ™๐ŸŽš๐ŸŽ›๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽง๐ŸŽท๐ŸŽธ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿ“ป๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒโ˜Ž๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ–ฅ๐Ÿ–จโŒจ๐Ÿ–ฑ๐Ÿ–ฒ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ“ฝ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ•ฏ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ—ž๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿ’นโœ‰๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ—ณโœโœ’๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ–Š๐Ÿ–Œ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ—’๐Ÿ—“๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“โœ‚๐Ÿ—ƒ๐Ÿ—„๐Ÿ—‘๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”จ๐Ÿ› ๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ”ฉ๐Ÿ—œ๐Ÿ”—๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿ—ก๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿ›ก๐Ÿน๐Ÿšฌ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿ›ข๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ๐Ÿณ๐Ÿด๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿง๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšฐโ™ฟ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿšพ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…โš ๐Ÿšธโ›”๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿšทโ˜ขโ˜ฃโฌ†โ†—โžกโ†˜โฌ‡โ†™โฌ…โ†–โ†•โ†”โ†ฉโ†ชโคดโคต๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ›โš›๐Ÿ”ฏโ™ป๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿ”ฐ๐Ÿ”ฑโญ•โœ…โ˜‘โœ”โœ–โŒโŽโž•โž–โž—โžฐโžฟใ€ฝโœณโœดโ‡๐Ÿ’ฑ๐Ÿ’ฒโ€ผโ‰โ“โ”โ•โ—ใ€ฐยฉยฎโ„ขโ™ˆโ™‰โ™Šโ™‹โ™Œโ™โ™Žโ™โ™โ™‘โ™’โ™“โ›Ž๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚โ–ถโฉโญโฏโ—€โชโฎ๐Ÿ”ผโซ๐Ÿ”ฝโฌโธโนโบโ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿ“ด#โƒฃ*โƒฃ0โƒฃ1โƒฃ2โƒฃ3โƒฃ4โƒฃ5โƒฃ6โƒฃ7โƒฃ8โƒฃ9โƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ’ฏ๐Ÿ”ž๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ”ฃ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ…ฐ๐Ÿ†Ž๐Ÿ…ฑ๐Ÿ†‘๐Ÿ†’๐Ÿ†“โ„น๐Ÿ†”โ“‚๐Ÿ†•๐Ÿ†–๐Ÿ…พ๐Ÿ†—๐Ÿ…ฟ๐Ÿ†˜๐Ÿ†™๐Ÿ†š๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿˆ‚๐Ÿˆท๐Ÿˆถ๐Ÿˆฏ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿˆน๐Ÿˆš๐Ÿˆฒ๐Ÿ‰‘๐Ÿˆธ๐Ÿˆด๐ŸˆณใŠ—ใŠ™๐Ÿˆบ๐Ÿˆตโ–ชโ–ซโ—ปโ—ผโ—ฝโ—พโฌ›โฌœ๐Ÿ”ถ๐Ÿ”ท๐Ÿ”ธ๐Ÿ”น๐Ÿ”บ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ฒ๐Ÿ”ณโšชโšซ๐Ÿ”ด๐Ÿ”ต๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ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i gave up and spmmed flafgs
Why si the ๐Ÿบ.emojo at the end of the ood section isnt it an urn
HHELP ME THE URN EMOJI AT THE END snyways [THUNDEROUS APPLAUSE]
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Reposting @d4rkr0se_ry: Posted @withregram โ€ข @alteredcraftwitch ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿฅ€๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ๐Ÿฅ€๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”ฎโœจ . . . . #witchcraft #witchesofinstagram #witch #witchythings #witchart #witchery #witchcore #instawitch #witchyvibes #witchessociety #witchaesthetic #xmas #haunted #hauntedhouse #goth #cottagecore #gothgirl #haunts #winteriscoming #cottagecore #cottagecoreaesthetic #gothasethetic #christmasdecor #magic #candlemagick #deadmentellnotales #fallingleaves #autumn #hauntedhouse #whimsigoth Artist: benmyhre https://instagr.am/p/CoelX-Qu2Zo/
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Ya know what??? It's super uncomfortable when people assume that pieces of fanon or popular headcanons were true in your timeline/canon. Especially ships. So if folks could just not do that.. awesome, thanks. #๐Ÿ—โœจ๐Ÿ“–
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sometimes I forget that you can emoji ๐Ÿ˜€๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿคฃ๐Ÿ˜ƒ๐Ÿ˜„๐Ÿ˜…๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Š๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜Ž๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜˜๐Ÿฅฐ๐Ÿ˜—๐Ÿ˜™๐Ÿ˜šโ˜บ๏ธ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿค—๐Ÿคฉ๐Ÿค”๐Ÿคจ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜‘๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ™„๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ˜ฃ๐Ÿ˜ฅ๐Ÿ˜ฎ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ˜ฏ๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜ซ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ˜Œ๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿคค๐Ÿ˜’๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿ˜”๐Ÿ˜•๐Ÿ™ƒ๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿ˜ฒโ˜น๐Ÿ™๐Ÿ˜–๐Ÿ˜ž๐Ÿ˜Ÿ๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ญ๐Ÿ˜ฆ๐Ÿ˜ง๐Ÿ˜จ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿคฏ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿ˜ฐ๐Ÿ˜ฑ๐Ÿฅต๐Ÿฅถ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿคช๐Ÿ˜ต๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿคฌ๐Ÿ˜ท๐Ÿค’๐Ÿค•๐Ÿคข๐Ÿคฎ๐Ÿคง๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿค ๐Ÿฅณ๐Ÿฅด๐Ÿฅบ๐Ÿคฅ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿคญ๐Ÿง๐Ÿค“โ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿคก๐Ÿ‘น๐Ÿ‘บ๐Ÿ’€โ˜ ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ‘พ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ˜บ๐Ÿ˜ธ๐Ÿ˜น๐Ÿ˜ป๐Ÿ˜ผ๐Ÿ˜ฝ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ˜ฟ๐Ÿ˜พ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ™‰๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ‘ถ๐Ÿง’๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿง“๐Ÿ‘ด๐Ÿ‘ต๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš•๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿซ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โš–๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โš–๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŒพ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽค๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿ‘จโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€โœˆ๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿš’๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฎโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ•ต๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‚โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคด๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ณโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฒ๐Ÿง•๐Ÿง”๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿคต๐Ÿ‘ฐ๐Ÿคฐ๐Ÿคฑ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐ŸŽ…๐Ÿคถ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง›โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงœโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™Žโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฆโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคทโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’†โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’‡โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšถโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿƒโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ•บ๐Ÿ’ƒ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ฏโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง–โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง—โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ›€๐Ÿ›Œ๐Ÿ•ด๐Ÿ—ฃ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ๐Ÿคบ๐Ÿ‡โ›ท๐Ÿ‚๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŒ๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ„โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšฃโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐ŸŠโ€โ™€๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธโ›น๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšดโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿšตโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคพโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคนโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ‘ซ๐Ÿ‘ฌ๐Ÿ‘ญ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’‘๐Ÿ‘ช๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘จโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ฆ๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿ‘งโ€๐Ÿ‘ง๐Ÿคณ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฆต๐Ÿฆถ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ‘‰โ˜๏ธ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘‡โœŒ๐Ÿคž๐Ÿ––๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿค™๐Ÿ–โœ‹๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘ŽโœŠ๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿค›๐Ÿคœ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿ‘‹๐ŸคŸโœ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ‘‚๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿ‘ฃ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿง ๐Ÿฆด๐Ÿฆท๐Ÿ‘…๐Ÿ‘„๐Ÿฆฐ๐Ÿฆฑ๐Ÿฆณ๐Ÿฆฒ๐Ÿ’‹๐Ÿ’˜๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’ž๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’Œโฃ๐Ÿ’”โค๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’Ÿ๐Ÿ’ค๐Ÿ’ข๐Ÿ’ฃ๐Ÿ’ฅ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ’จ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ฌ๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ—ฏ๐Ÿ’ญ๐Ÿ•ณ๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿงขโ›‘๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿต๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿถ๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿบ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ†๐Ÿด๐ŸŽ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฆ“๐ŸฆŒ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿท๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ™๐Ÿฆ’๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ›๐Ÿญ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿน๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿฆ‡๐Ÿป๐Ÿจ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆก๐Ÿพ๐Ÿฆƒ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿ•Š๐Ÿฆ…๐Ÿฆ†๐Ÿฆข๐Ÿฆ‰๐Ÿฆš๐Ÿฆœ๐Ÿธ๐ŸŠ๐Ÿข๐ŸฆŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿฆ•๐Ÿฆ–๐Ÿณ๐Ÿ‹๐Ÿฌ๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿฆˆ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿฆ€๐Ÿฆž๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ‘๐ŸŒ๐Ÿฆ‹๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฆ—๐Ÿ•ท๐Ÿ•ธ๐Ÿฆ‚๐ŸฆŸ๐Ÿฆ ๐Ÿ’๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿ’ฎ๐Ÿต๐ŸŒน๐Ÿฅ€๐ŸŒบ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒผ๐ŸŒทโš˜๐ŸŒฑ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒณ๐ŸŒด๐ŸŒต๐ŸŒพ๐ŸŒฟโ˜˜๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŠ๐Ÿ‹๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ“๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅฅ๐Ÿฅ‘๐Ÿ†๐Ÿฅ”๐Ÿฅ•๐ŸŒฝ๐Ÿž๐Ÿฅ’๐Ÿฅฌ๐Ÿฅฆ๐Ÿ„๐Ÿฅœ๐Ÿง€๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ—๐Ÿฅฉ๐Ÿฅ“๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ•๐ŸŒญ๐Ÿฅช๐ŸŒฎ๐ŸŒฏ๐Ÿฅ™๐Ÿฅš๐Ÿณ๐Ÿฅ˜๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿฅฃ๐Ÿฅ—๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿง‚๐Ÿฅซ๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฅฎ๐Ÿก๐ŸฅŸ๐Ÿฅ ๐Ÿฅก๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿง๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐ŸŽ‚๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฅง๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿฅ›โ˜•๐Ÿต๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿพ๐Ÿท๐Ÿธ๐Ÿน๐Ÿบ๐Ÿป๐Ÿฅ‚๐Ÿฅƒ๐Ÿฅค๐Ÿฅข๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿด๐Ÿฅ„๐Ÿ”ช๐Ÿบ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐Ÿงจโœจ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿงง๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ–๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰โšฝ๏ธโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณโ›ธ๐ŸŽฃ๐ŸŽฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ›ท๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฏ๐ŸŽฑ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿงฟ๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ•น๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿงธโ™ ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™Ÿ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ€„๐ŸŽด๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ–ผ๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿงถ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ—บ๐Ÿงญ๐Ÿ”โ›ฐ๐ŸŒ‹๐Ÿ—ป๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ–๐Ÿœ๐Ÿ๐Ÿž๐ŸŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ—๐Ÿงฑ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ—ฝโ›ช๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ•โ›ฉ๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฒโ›บ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒƒ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ‰โ™จ๏ธ๐ŸŒŒ๐ŸŽ ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ’ˆ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‰๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿš๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš‹๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš™๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›ขโ›ฝ๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿšงโš“โ›ต๐Ÿ›ถ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ณโ›ด๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿšขโœˆ๐Ÿ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿ›Ž๐ŸงณโŒ›โณโŒšโฐโฑโฒ๐Ÿ•ฐ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•ฆ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒกโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒžโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ โ˜๏ธโ›…โ›ˆ๐ŸŒค๐ŸŒฅ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉ๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒซ๐ŸŒฌ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜‚๏ธโ˜”โ›ฑโšกโ„โ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„โ˜„๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ข๐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Hail To The End Of The World~
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Short story # 18
โœจFandom(s) - The Expendables (Movies) & The Walking Dead (Series)
๐Ÿ’Pairing - Gunnar Jensen X Reader
๐Ÿ•ฏSummary - While traveling with Gunnar in search of the rest of your team, you cross paths with a survivor group, who upon seeing your equipment practically beg you to stay and help them.
โš ๏ธWarning(s) - None really. Except for an age gap between you and Gunnar if that's something that should be warned? And like zombies dying but that's to be expected.
๐Ÿ“Note(s) - This just kinda popped into my head the other day, so here we are. So firstly Tool is your dad in this story, and your described as having a bunch of tattoos, and quite a few scars, including some facial scars. Other than that I don't think I go much into detail about anything else to do with you, other than a troubled past. (But that comes with the territory.) oh and you can draw now, like really well because I thought of something cute like 3/4th of the way through this. Plus you're Tools kid, so it's fitting.
๐Ÿ—Key information - Text in orange parentheses (EXAMPLE) is the translation google gave me for the quotes written in Swedish.
๐ŸŒฌYear posted - 2023
๐Ÿ“–Reading Time - Roughly 23 minutes.
๐Ÿ™ˆRating - SFW/NSFW
โ—ˆPt. 1 | โ—ˆPt. 2 |
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"Come on." Gunnar muttered quietly to his partner, (Y/n). Who was swift if advancing as he had instructed her, her rifle snug in her arms felt so natural, like a another part of her. "Knives only." He reminded her, despite not actually needing to, as they crept up on a small cluster of five walkers. They dispatched their targets without a hitch, and continued on their way, slowly carving their way through Atlanta. "Five minutes." (Y/n) tossed over her shoulder to Gunnar, before she slipped into the old tech store, Gadgets 9000. Stupid name for a store, but that didn't matter. Gunnar scanned the surrounding area once more before following the younger woman inside. She'd killed the one walker that was inside, and was scowering the shelves and floor for the items she needed. "Bingo." She muttered and quickly shrugged off her bag, tossing the necessary items into the bag, along with a few simple items that would be good backups. "Times up." Gunnar called as he neared her, tapping her shoulder with two fingers to signal that she needed to be on guard again. Wordlessly she finished up and slung her bag back onto her back, readying herself for a potential fight as she picked up her rifle.
"Through the back." Gunnar instructed, on the off chance someone might have followed them, and would be waiting to ambush them out front. (Y/n) nodded her head and took the lead, per the usual. Once outside and they'd started to make their way down the alleyway, (Y/n) spared a quick glance back to Gunnar. "Where to now?" She questioned quietly, knowing they couldn't go back to their old camp, which was now overrun by a hord. "West." Was all he said as he pointed the barrel of his rifle in the direction. (Y/n) nodded in understanding and kept moving, now to the west, realizing quickly that it would be the quickest way out of the city. The realization making her smirk a little, as impressed as always with Gunnars tactical observations. Wordlessly Gunnar tapped two fingers against her shoulder once more, having taken notice of another set of footsteps approaching them, precise steps of a living person. (Y/n) instantly dropped to one knee in front of him, bringing her rifle up and aiming at where he pointed to the source of the sound. Gunnar also quickly trained his rifle, taking a sturdy stance behind (Y/n) and waiting.
Two men then rounded the corner, both of them freezing at the sight of the rifles pointed at them. "Woah h-hold on." The shorter of the two instantly holds his hands up in surrender, even with the bat still in his hands. "Don't shoot." The second guy also held his hands up in surrender, a crowbar in his hand. "Who are you?" (Y/n) asked, her voice stern and stoic. "I-I'm Glenn t-this is T-dog." The shorter male explained. "You never saw us." Gunnar stated tapping at (Y/n)'s shoulder to signal their retreat. "W-wait!" Glenn called out a little louder than he intended, jumping when the pair quickly spun on their heel, guns trained on him again. "W-we have a group." He started, looking increasingly nervous about having guns pointed at him, which was fair. "We could use your help." T-dog cut in, having realized like Glenn that these two strangers were far more equipped for this new world they all found themselves in. (Y/n) and Gunnar shared a look. "I could focus on fixing the transmitter more with a group of people looking out for the geeks." (Y/n) stated casually. "Yeah." Gunnar nodded his head, the thought having occurred to him as well. "Let's go." He stated as he looked to the others, who both nodded then turned to lead them back to their camp by the quarry.
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Initially when Glenn and T-dog showed up with next to no medical supplies, Shane was beyond annoyed, at least until his eyes cast to the newcomers. Now he was annoyed for another reason. "Deputy Shane Walsh." He introduced himself as he approached the two, the rest of the group crowding behind him to observe the new faces. "(Y/n)." She introduced herself before nodding her head back towards her partner. "That's Gunnar." She wouldn't offer their last names, what was the point in last names anymore anyways? Shane took in the sight of their gear. "You guys military?" He asked what everyone else was thinking. "Something like that." Gunnar stated without offering an explanation. "We just need somewhere to lay low for a little while, then we'll be out of your hair." (Y/n) explained as she propped the butt of her rifle against her hip. "We can offer a hand with setting up some defenses." She added, as she looked around observing that they had no defenses. Shane internally bristled at her words, hating that he hadn't thought of setting any defenses up in the first place. "Alright." Shane agreed with a nod of his head, stalking off to sulk about being shown up by the newcomers.
The rest of the group was quick to welcome the pair, well aside from the degenerates in the crowd, and the pair was quickly bombarded with questions. When (Y/n) realized they had originally sent Glenn and T-dog out to get medical supplies, she offered a helping hand to look at the minor injuries a few of them had sustained while doing odd jobs. "Thank you (Y/n)." Andrea smiled warmly, as (Y/n) finished tending to the burn Andrea had sustained to her hand. "You're welcome." (Y/n) smiled back, though it didn't reach her eyes like it had Andreas. "Who..." She started as (Y/n) was packing up the little supplies she hadn't used. "Who exactly are you guys?" Andrea asked in a soft tone, clearly nervous about asking that question. "Ghosts." Was all (Y/n) offered before walking off to assist Gunnar with a quick perimeter check. "Their gonna get themselves killed." Gunnar stated as they slipped into the woods. "Probably." (Y/n) agreed with a shrug. "This world isn't what their used to, not even that deputy." She added, her words making Gunnar chuckle. "He doesn't like us." The Sweed pointed out. "I have a feeling he doesn't like many people." She snickered softly.
"You met the rednecks yet?" Gunnar asked as they continued their task. "Can't say I have." (Y/n) shook her head, recalling that she'd seen them, but she hadn't met them. "Avoid the older one, he's trouble." He stated casually, and (Y/n) simply nodded in agreement, trusting her partners judgment. Once they'd finished their patrol they made it back to the camp, going over some ideas of defense plans with a few of the group members, the few who seemed competent enough to offer input. "Honestly your best bet out here would be to just set up noise makers." (Y/n) concluded, knowing it would take far to long to set up proper defenses in such a large place. "Noise makers?" Dale wondered aloud, pulling an almost inaudible sigh from Gunnar, but (Y/n) had heard, she always heard. "Yeah just some tripwires attached to something that'll make a bunch of noise, so if a walker as you all call them trips over the wire, you'll all be alerted to the noise. They're easy to make, and convenient." (Y/n) explained, and the older man nodded his head in understanding. "Right. Sorry." Dale chuckled softly. "Don't apologize, questions are good." The younger woman waved him off before casting her gaze to Glenn.
"I assume you all have a designed place you take your trash?" She asked him, and he quickly nodded his head in agreement. "Good. We need to gather all the cans and bottles we can, and we'll need fishing line, a lot of line." Dale quickly perked up at that. "I've got a bunch of extra fishing line in the rv." He stated. "Perfect." She nodded before turning to follow Glenn, only to stop when Gunnar placed a hand on her shoulder. "You go deal with the lines, I'll deal with the trash." He instructed, making (Y/n) smile softly. "If you say so." She mused before following Dale. As Gunnar and Glenn rummaged through the garbage pile Glenn couldn't help but glance at the larger man from the corner of his eye, unsure of how to feel about the brooding behemoth of a man. "So (Y/n)." Glenn tried striking up small talk, and Gunnar simply grunted in acknowledgement. "Is she... Single?" Glenn asked. "No." Gunnar deadpanned. "Oh." Glenn swallowed nervously, understandably intimidated by the older man. "You guys?..." Glenn wondered aloud before he could stop himself, mentally scolding himself as soon as he did. "Yep." Gunnar hadn't even spared the young man a glance, which Glenn was admittedly grateful for, he was already anxious enough.
"S-she uh... She mentioned something about a transmitter?" Glenn tried changing the subject. "Doesn't concern you." Gunnar quickly shot him down, and Glenn took that as a sign to just stop talking. Gathering what they could into a few boxes, Gunnar lugged the majority of it back, while Glenn carried what he could. "Perfect timing as always." (Y/n) mused at Gunnar when he placed the boxes by her feet. When he straightened his back he allowed (Y/n) to tug him down to her height by his vest, smirking when she planted a quick peck to the side of his mouth. But before she could pull away, he quickly pulled her back, kissing her properly, his large hands splayed out on her lower back. (Y/n) chuckled softly as she pulled away from the kiss, staying close enough that when she spoke their lips brushed. "Someone askin' 'bout me?" She wondered with a playful glimmer in her eyes. "Just making sure they all know what's mine." The large Sweet murmured back before pecking her lips once more and straightening back up. A ghost of a smirk tugging at his lips when he noticed just about everyone was staring at them.
"You're impossible." (Y/n) mused before snatching up the first box, setting to work on making the noise makers part of the trap. "Probably." Gunnar shrugged casually before moving to assist her. By the time they'd finished that, and properly set up a perimeter with the noise makers, the sun hung low in the sky. "I'm gonna go down to the quarry and clean up a little bit." (Y/n) informed Gunnar, patting his shoulder affectionately before walking off. "Hey." He called to her before she could get to far, smirking when she turned to him without argument. "Yeah?" She tilted her head a little. "Just in case." He stated before tossing her his knife, still in its sheath she caught it with ease. "Careful." He added. "Always." (Y/n) mused before walking off, tucking the knife into her back pocket, after popping the safety strap in case she needed to grab it quickly. Satisfied Gunnar turned his attention back to her rifle, having offered to clean it for her a short while ago. Lori, Andrea, Amy, Carol and the kids tagging along with (Y/n) as she made her way down to the quarry.
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"So you and Gunnar huh?" Carol asked with a smile as the group of women huddled knee deep in the water, cleaning up a bit as best they could while the kids played on the bank. "Yeah." (Y/n) mirrored her smile. "How long?" Lori asked kindly. "Since long before this all started." (Y/n) shrugged a little. "Maybe five years, give or take." She thought about it for a moment, shrugging again with a small chuckle. "How did that happen?" Amy asked, the others all perking up at that question. "Oh well I've known Gunnar for, hell half my life. He and my father worked together, well he worked for my father on occasion. Eventually my dad got me in the same line of work, and when the team noticed how much I mellowed Gunnar out they'd team us up all the time. My father pushed us to get together, and well eventually we took his suggestion, and we've been inseparable since." (Y/n) smiled fondly. "The first time I realized I loved him, he'd saved my life for the first time, he nearly..." She cut herself off realizing she was about to reveal more than she intended. "He what?" Amy pried, completely enraptured by her story.
"Doesn't matter now, that was a long time ago." (Y/n) shook her head with a small smile, going back to the task at hand. Amy was about to pry further until Andrea nudged her side, her younger sister taking the hint she bit her tongue. "It's sweet." Carol mused aloud, the others all nodding in agreement. "You have an awful lot of tattoos (Y/n)." Lori stated casually, her eyes raking over the ink covering a good deal of the skin (Y/n) was now showing, after having striped down to a tank top and her underwear earlier. "Oh yeah my father was also a tattoo artist, he'd been tattooing me since I was sixteen." (Y/n) smiled fondly as she looked to her arms. "Sixteen!?" Andrea gasped in surprise. "Yeah... Um well something had happened when I was sixteen... I was left with a whole bunch of scars because of it." (Y/n) licked her lip, lightly tracing the scar that ran over her lips. "My father felt guilty... Because... Well because in a way it was his fault. And he saw how insecure I had become because of the scars, so he offered to start tattooing over them, to make them beautiful, to make me beautiful. And well... I took him up on that offer." (Y/n) shrugged a little, the others feeling rather saddened by her story.
"They are beautiful." Lori smiled, despite never really being one for tattoos, or really understanding why anyone would want any until now. "Thank you." (Y/n) hummed with a small smile. The group quickly turning to the bank at the sound of approaching footsteps. "Hello ladies." Merle smirked as he waved his fingers at them, an anxious atmosphere washing over the group aside from (Y/n), who simply observed him. "Get out of here." Andrea hissed at him, the kids running into the water to be shielded by their mothers. "Well that's not very nice." Merle mocked with a small frown. "I suggest you listen to her." (Y/n) moved to place herself between the women and Merle, who shamelessly looked her up and down like she were on display for him. "Or what sweetheart?" He wondered tauntingly. "Or I'll crush your fucking windpipe you creep." (Y/n) hissed, her threat making him chuckle darkly. "Oh you're feisty." Merle grinned. "I ain't playin'." She stepped onto the bank, Merle hadn't noticed the sound of rapid footsteps.
"I don't believe you." He got in her face, still grinning. "Can't say I didn't warn you." (Y/n) hummed before suddenly headbutting him. Merle cried out in pain as he fell to the ground, clutching his bleeding nose. "Merle!" Daryl called out, him and half the guys all rushing down the hill, Gunnar included. "Fucking bitch!" Merle hissed as Daryl pulled him to his feet. "I'll fucking kill you!" He yelled as he fought his younger brother to let him go. "You can try." She taunted defiantly, feeling even more confident with Gunnar at her side. "You stupid bitch." Merle hissed, having broken from Daryl's hold, only for Shane to snatch him by his coller. "Fucking let go of me!" He shouted. "You need to cool it." Shane shoved him back. "She broke my nose!" Merle hollered. "You're lucky that's all she did." Shane shot back, fully aware she could have done far worse. "Let it go." Daryl muttered to his brother, who shoved him away before storming off. "You all okay?" Shane asked, looking to Lori. "Yeah." She nodded her head, and most of crowd that had formed retreated.
"Vill du att jag ska dรถda honom?" (Do you want me to kill him?) Gunnar asked in his native language, making (Y/n) grin softly. "Nej." (No.) She shook her head, kissing his cheek before walking off to get properly dressed. "Thank you (Y/n)." Lori embraced her after they'd all gotten properly dressed. "Of course." (Y/n) patted her back, and smiled softly as they broke away. "He's going to have it out for you now, you know?" Andrea pointed out as (Y/n) moved to walk beside Gunnar. "Doesn't matter, I've dealt with far worse." She shrugged before leaning into Gunnars side, while he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "He has no idea who he's dealing with." Gunnar mused aloud, his words only making the others that much more curious about the pair. Once back at the camp, Gunnar led (Y/n) to the main fire, sitting down first then pulling her down to his lap. "Eat." He instructed as he passed her the MRE he'd prepared for her earlier, chili and macaroni. "What about you?" She questioned, taking note that he hadn't made two like he normally would.
"Just eat." He instructed before kissing the side of her head, more interested in taking care of her than himself at the moment. "ร„r de borta?" (Are they gone?) She wondered softly, knowing he wouldn't want the others to know what they were talking about, even though she doubted any of them spoke Swedish. "Nej." (No.) He rest his chin on the top of her head, his hands encasing her waist. "Okej." (Okay.) She accepted his answer, knowing better than most just how odd Gunnar can act at times, especially when he feels the need to protect her. So she did as he instructed, and ate the food, though only about half of it. "Here." She offered it to Gunnar, who glared down at her softly. "You need to eat as well big guy." (Y/n) pointed out, turning around in his lap as she stuck the spoon down into the bag. "Open." She instructed as she held the spoon out for him, he rolled his eyes playfully but complied anyways. Biting down hard enough to keep hold of the spoon when she tried to pull it back.
"Don't be like that." (Y/n) scolded playfully, giving the spoon another small tug, and smiling when it came lose. "Atta boy." She hummed softly, a giggle escaping her when Gunnar snatched the bag from her hands. Turning back around in his lap, (Y/n) reached for her bag, which lay beside Gunnars. She retrieved her precious leather bound journal, and charcoal pencil, then flipped to an empty page. "What are you up to?" Gunnar wondered as he watched her from over her shoulder. "The usual." She mused as she began drawing the sight before her. The warm fire, surrounded by some of the folks of this little survivor group. Lori, Carl, Shane, Andrea and Amy, Carol and Sophia, T-dog, Glenn, and Dale. They seemed happy in the moment, and (Y/n) wanted to commit this moment to memory. Who knows how long they'll stick around, or how long these people will survive. But tonight the world feels normal, calm and safe, and she didn't want to forget that feeling.
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*I had thought about writing this one with Joel Miller, but ended up deciding that he's getting enough attention, and my baby Gunnar needed some so I went with him instead. (^_^) And it's admittedly playing out better that way anyhow.
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จ๐Ÿชต๐Ÿ›–๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿš๐Ÿ ๐Ÿก๐Ÿข๐Ÿฃ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿจ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿช๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฌ๐Ÿญ๐Ÿฏ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ’’๐Ÿ—ผ๐Ÿ—ฝโ›ช๐Ÿ•Œ๐Ÿ›•๐Ÿ•โ›ฉ๐Ÿ•‹โ›ฒโ›บ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒƒ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŒ„๐ŸŒ…๐ŸŒ†๐ŸŒ‡๐ŸŒ‰โ™จ๏ธ๐ŸŽ ๐ŸŽก๐ŸŽข๐Ÿ’ˆ๐ŸŽช๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿšƒ๐Ÿš„๐Ÿš…๐Ÿš†๐Ÿš‡๐Ÿšˆ๐Ÿš‰๐ŸšŠ๐Ÿšž๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‹๐ŸšŒ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŽ๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‘๐Ÿš’๐Ÿš“๐Ÿš”๐Ÿš•๐Ÿš–๐Ÿš—๐Ÿš˜๐Ÿš™๐Ÿ›ป๐Ÿšš๐Ÿš›๐Ÿšœ๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ›ต๐Ÿฆฝ๐Ÿฆผ๐Ÿ›บ๐Ÿšฒ๐Ÿ›ด๐Ÿ›น๐Ÿ›ผ๐Ÿš๐Ÿ›ฃ๐Ÿ›ค๐Ÿ›ขโ›ฝ๐Ÿšจ๐Ÿšฅ๐Ÿšฆ๐Ÿ›‘๐Ÿšงโš“โ›ต๐Ÿ›ถ๐Ÿšค๐Ÿ›ณโ›ด๐Ÿ›ฅ๐Ÿšขโœˆ๐Ÿ›ฉ๐Ÿ›ซ๐Ÿ›ฌ๐Ÿช‚๐Ÿ’บ๐Ÿš๐ŸšŸ๐Ÿš ๐Ÿšก๐Ÿ›ฐ๐Ÿš€๐Ÿ›ธ๐Ÿ›Ž๐ŸงณโŒ›โณโŒšโฐโฑโฒ๐Ÿ•ฐ๐Ÿ•›๐Ÿ•ง๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•œ๐Ÿ•‘๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•’๐Ÿ•ž๐Ÿ•“๐Ÿ•Ÿ๐Ÿ•”๐Ÿ••๐Ÿ• ๐Ÿ•ก๐Ÿ•–๐Ÿ•ข๐Ÿ•—๐Ÿ•ฃ๐Ÿ•˜๐Ÿ•ค๐Ÿ•™๐Ÿ•ฅ๐Ÿ•š๐Ÿ•ฆ๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ“๐ŸŒ”๐ŸŒ•๐ŸŒ–๐ŸŒ—๐ŸŒ˜๐ŸŒ™๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ›๐ŸŒœ๐ŸŒกโ˜€๏ธ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒž๐Ÿชโญ๐ŸŒŸ๐ŸŒ ๐ŸŒŒโ˜๏ธโ›…โ›ˆ๐ŸŒค๐ŸŒฅ๐ŸŒฆ๐ŸŒง๐ŸŒจ๐ŸŒฉ๐ŸŒช๐ŸŒซ๐ŸŒฌ๐ŸŒ€๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒ‚โ˜‚๏ธโ˜”โ›ฑโšกโ„โ˜ƒ๏ธโ›„โ˜„๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’ง๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŽƒ๐ŸŽ„๐ŸŽ†๐ŸŽ‡๐Ÿงจโœจ๐ŸŽˆ๐ŸŽ‰๐ŸŽŠ๐ŸŽ‹๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ‘๐Ÿงง๐ŸŽ€๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ—๐ŸŽŸ๐ŸŽซ๐ŸŽ–๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ…๐Ÿฅ‡๐Ÿฅˆ๐Ÿฅ‰โšฝ๏ธโšพ๏ธ๐ŸฅŽ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿ‰๐ŸŽพ๐Ÿฅ๐ŸŽณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿธ๐ŸฅŠ๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿฅ…โ›ณโ›ธ๐ŸŽฃ๐Ÿคฟ๐ŸŽฝ๐ŸŽฟ๐Ÿ›ท๐ŸฅŒ๐ŸŽฏ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿช„๐Ÿงฟ๐ŸŽฎ๐Ÿ•น๐ŸŽฐ๐ŸŽฒ๐Ÿงฉ๐Ÿงธ๐Ÿช…๐Ÿช†โ™ ๏ธโ™ฅ๏ธโ™ฆ๏ธโ™ฃ๏ธโ™Ÿ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ€„๐ŸŽด๐ŸŽญ๐Ÿ–ผ๐ŸŽจ๐Ÿงต๐Ÿชก๐Ÿงถ๐Ÿชข๐Ÿ‘“๐Ÿ•ถ๐Ÿฅฝ๐Ÿฅผ๐Ÿฆบ๐Ÿ‘”๐Ÿ‘•๐Ÿ‘–๐Ÿงฃ๐Ÿงค๐Ÿงฅ๐Ÿงฆ๐Ÿ‘—๐Ÿ‘˜๐Ÿฅป๐Ÿฉฑ๐Ÿฉฒ๐Ÿฉณ๐Ÿ‘™๐Ÿ‘š๐Ÿ‘›๐Ÿ‘œ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ›๐ŸŽ’๐Ÿฉด๐Ÿ‘ž๐Ÿ‘Ÿ๐Ÿฅพ๐Ÿฅฟ๐Ÿ‘ ๐Ÿ‘ก๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿ‘ข๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘’๐ŸŽฉ๐ŸŽ“๐Ÿงข๐Ÿช–โ›‘๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’Ž๐Ÿ”‡๐Ÿ”ˆ๐Ÿ”‰๐Ÿ”Š๐Ÿ“ข๐Ÿ“ฃ๐Ÿ“ฏ๐Ÿ””๐Ÿ”•๐ŸŽผ๐ŸŽต๐ŸŽถ๐ŸŽ™๐ŸŽš๐ŸŽ›๐ŸŽค๐ŸŽง๐Ÿ“ป๐ŸŽท๐Ÿช—๐ŸŽธ๐ŸŽน๐ŸŽบ๐ŸŽป๐Ÿช•๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿช˜๐Ÿ“ฑ๐Ÿ“ฒโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ“ž๐Ÿ“Ÿ๐Ÿ“ ๐Ÿ”‹๐Ÿ”Œ๐Ÿ’ป๐Ÿ–ฅ๐Ÿ–จโŒจ๐Ÿ–ฑ๐Ÿ–ฒ๐Ÿ’ฝ๐Ÿ’พ๐Ÿ’ฟ๐Ÿ“€๐Ÿงฎ๐ŸŽฅ๐ŸŽž๐Ÿ“ฝ๐ŸŽฌ๐Ÿ“บ๐Ÿ“ท๐Ÿ“ธ๐Ÿ“น๐Ÿ“ผ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”Ž๐Ÿ•ฏ๐Ÿ’ก๐Ÿ”ฆ๐Ÿฎ๐Ÿช”๐Ÿ“”๐Ÿ“•๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“—๐Ÿ“˜๐Ÿ“™๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ““๐Ÿ“’๐Ÿ“ƒ๐Ÿ“œ๐Ÿ“„๐Ÿ“ฐ๐Ÿ—ž๐Ÿ“‘๐Ÿ”–๐Ÿท๐Ÿ’ฐ๐Ÿช™๐Ÿ’ด๐Ÿ’ต๐Ÿ’ถ๐Ÿ’ท๐Ÿ’ธ๐Ÿ’ณ๐Ÿงพ๐Ÿ’ฑ๐Ÿ’ฒโœ‰๐Ÿ“ง๐Ÿ“จ๐Ÿ“ฉ๐Ÿ“ค๐Ÿ“ฅ๐Ÿ“ฆ๐Ÿ“ซ๐Ÿ“ช๐Ÿ“ฌ๐Ÿ“ญ๐Ÿ“ฎ๐Ÿ—ณโœโœ’๐Ÿ–‹๐Ÿ–Š๐Ÿ–Œ๐Ÿ–๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ’ผ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“‚๐Ÿ—‚๐Ÿ“…๐Ÿ“†๐Ÿ—’๐Ÿ—“๐Ÿ“‡๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰๐Ÿ“Š๐Ÿ“‹๐Ÿ“Œ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“Ž๐Ÿ–‡๐Ÿ“๐Ÿ“โœ‚๏ธ๐Ÿ—ƒ๐Ÿ—„๐Ÿ—‘๐Ÿ”’๐Ÿ”“๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‘๐Ÿ—๐Ÿ”จ๐Ÿช“โ›โš’๐Ÿ› ๐Ÿ—กโš”๐Ÿ”ซ๐Ÿชƒ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ›ก๐Ÿชš๐Ÿ”ง๐Ÿช›๐Ÿ”ฉโš™๐Ÿ—œโš–๐Ÿฆฏ๐Ÿ”—โ›“๐Ÿช๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿงฒ๐Ÿชœโš—๐Ÿงช๐Ÿงซ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿ”ฌ๐Ÿ”ญ๐Ÿ“ก๐Ÿ’‰๐Ÿฉธ๐Ÿ’Š๐Ÿฉน๐Ÿฉบ๐Ÿšช๐Ÿ›—๐Ÿชž๐ŸชŸ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›‹๐Ÿช‘๐Ÿšฝ๐Ÿช ๐Ÿšฟ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿชค๐Ÿช’๐Ÿงด๐Ÿงท๐Ÿงน๐Ÿงบ๐Ÿงป๐Ÿชฃ๐Ÿงผ๐Ÿชฅ๐Ÿงฝ๐Ÿงฏ๐Ÿ›’๐Ÿšฌโšฐ๐Ÿชฆโšฑ๐Ÿ—ฟ๐Ÿชง๐Ÿง๐Ÿšฎ๐Ÿšฐโ™ฟ๐Ÿšน๐Ÿšบ๐Ÿšป๐Ÿšผ๐Ÿšพ๐Ÿ›‚๐Ÿ›ƒ๐Ÿ›„๐Ÿ›…โš ๏ธ๐Ÿšธโ›”๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿšณ๐Ÿšญ๐Ÿšฏ๐Ÿšฑ๐Ÿšท๐Ÿ“ต๐Ÿ”žโ˜ขโ˜ฃโฌ†๏ธโ†—๏ธโžก๏ธโ†˜๏ธโฌ‡๏ธโ†™๏ธโฌ…๏ธโ†–๏ธโ†•๏ธโ†”๏ธโ†ฉโ†ชโคด๏ธโคต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ƒ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ”š๐Ÿ”›๐Ÿ”œ๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ›โš›๐Ÿ•‰โœกโ˜ธโ˜ฏ๏ธโœ๏ธโ˜ฆโ˜ช๏ธโ˜ฎ๐Ÿ•Ž๐Ÿ”ฏโ™ˆโ™‰โ™Šโ™‹โ™Œโ™โ™Žโ™โ™โ™‘โ™’โ™“โ›Ž๐Ÿ”€๐Ÿ”๐Ÿ”‚โ–ถ๏ธโฉโญโฏโ—€๏ธโชโฎ๐Ÿ”ผโซ๐Ÿ”ฝโฌโธโนโบโ๐ŸŽฆ๐Ÿ”…๐Ÿ”†๐Ÿ“ถ๐Ÿ“ณ๐Ÿ“ดโ™€๏ธโ™‚๏ธโšงโœ–โž•โž–โž—โ™พโ€ผ๏ธโ‰๏ธโ“โ”โ•โ—ใ€ฐ๏ธโš•โ™ป๏ธโšœ๐Ÿ”ฑ๐Ÿ“›๐Ÿ”ฐโญ•โœ…โ˜‘โœ”โŒโŽโžฐโžฟใ€ฝ๏ธโœณโœดโ‡ยฉ๏ธยฎ๏ธโ„ข๏ธ#๏ธโƒฃ*๏ธโƒฃ0๏ธโƒฃ1๏ธโƒฃ2๏ธโƒฃ3๏ธโƒฃ4๏ธโƒฃ5๏ธโƒฃ6๏ธโƒฃ7๏ธโƒฃ8๏ธโƒฃ9๏ธโƒฃ๐Ÿ”Ÿ๐Ÿ” ๐Ÿ”ก๐Ÿ”ข๐Ÿ”ฃ๐Ÿ”ค๐Ÿ…ฐ๏ธ๐Ÿ†Ž๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฑ๏ธ๐Ÿ†‘๏ธ๐Ÿ†’๏ธ๐Ÿ†“๏ธโ„น๐Ÿ†”๏ธโ“‚๏ธ๐Ÿ†•๏ธ๐Ÿ†–๏ธ๐Ÿ…พ๏ธ๐Ÿ†—๏ธ๐Ÿ…ฟ๏ธ๐Ÿ†˜๏ธ๐Ÿ†™๏ธ๐Ÿ†š๏ธ๐Ÿˆ๏ธ๐Ÿˆ‚๏ธ๐Ÿˆท๏ธ๐Ÿˆถ๏ธ๐Ÿˆฏ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰๏ธ๐Ÿˆน๏ธ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ธ๐Ÿˆฒ๏ธ๐Ÿ‰‘๏ธ๐Ÿˆธ๏ธ๐Ÿˆด๏ธ๐Ÿˆณ๏ธใŠ—๏ธใŠ™๏ธ๐Ÿˆบ๏ธ๐Ÿˆต๏ธ๐Ÿ”ด๐ŸŸ ๐ŸŸก๐ŸŸข๐Ÿ”ต๐ŸŸฃ๐ŸŸคโšชโšซ๐ŸŸฅ๐ŸŸง๐ŸŸจ๐ŸŸฉ๐ŸŸฆ๐ŸŸช๐ŸŸซโฌ›โฌœโ—ผโ—ปโ—พโ—ฝโ–ช๏ธโ–ซ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ถ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ท๏ธ๐Ÿ”ธ๏ธ๐Ÿ”น๏ธ๐Ÿ”บ๏ธ๐Ÿ”ป๐Ÿ’ ๐Ÿ”˜๐Ÿ”ฒ๐Ÿ”ณ๐Ÿ๐Ÿšฉ๐Ÿด๐Ÿณ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธ๐Ÿดโ€โ˜ ๏ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ต๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ถ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ง๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ญ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฏ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฑ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ด๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡จ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ป๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿ‡ธ๐Ÿ‡ฝ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡พ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฆ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฟ๐Ÿ‡ผ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ฅ๓ ฎ๓ ง๓ ฟ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ณ๓ ฃ๓ ด๓ ฟ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ท๓ ฌ๓ ณ๓ ฟ
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หˆzelษ™trฤ“
Bee Hive
Bird Sky Dive
Brandon W. Burdett
Irish: zealotry
English: zealotry
Arabic: alhamasa ุงู„ุญู…ุงุณุฉ
Russian: fanatizm ั„ะฐะฝะฐั‚ะธะทะผ
German: fanatismus
Spanish: fanatismo
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Brandon Wayne Burdett ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Sebastian Zi Steinhausen ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Paige Zatana Briana ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Skylore Allen Ivy ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Bryyyyyyian Pinky & The Brainstem ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
Ava Available
๐ŸŒฟ Brandon Brussel Sprouts ๐ŸŒฑ
๐Ÿ‘๏ธ Blitz Busy Beez ๐Ÿ
๐Ÿ‘๏ธ Bliss Church Batz ๐Ÿฆ‡
โœจ Astrology Maxi++
๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ Wicca ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ ๐ŸŒŽ โœจ
โญ๏ธ Zenith โญ๏ธ
โ™‰๏ธ Taurus โœจ
๐Ÿ–ค Emo
๐Ÿฉถ Gothic
๐ŸŒˆ Rainbow; ProLife
๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ Buffy โ€œVan Pie Slayerโ€ ๐Ÿš red โ›‘๏ธ
๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ Buff Fay Low โ€œElf Buffaloโ€ not โ€œBuffetโ€ ๐Ÿง๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ knot puppet, knot pull bet ๐ŸŽฒ ๐ŸŽฒ ๐Ÿ
๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ Buff Fay Low ๐Ÿง๐Ÿผ ๐Ÿƒ Ox ๐Ÿ‚ Ginn
My AYceTm
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ“ฏ PSA ๐Ÿ—ฃ ESP ๐Ÿง 
๐ŸŒฟโค๏ธ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟโ›‘๏ธ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ“๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿงจ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ’„๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒน๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿž๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿš๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿฅ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟโ˜Ž๏ธ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿงฐ๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿท๐Ÿš‚๐Ÿš‡: Red Health Line
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ Gay
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ’ฏ Pro Life 99
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿชก Perfectionist 1% Wick
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธCandle
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ Wiccan, Wicca, Wicken Wit Ken
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ–ค Emo, A Tom and Ava
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿฉถ Gothic, Gothique Mystiques
๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ’˜ Rainbow Cupid
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿท Wine
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿฐ Castle
๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸฉธBlood
๐ŸŒฟโšง๏ธ Trans
๐ŸŒฟโ™‰๏ธ Tarus Soul
๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒŸ Astrology
๐ŸŒฟโ˜ ๏ธ Day of The Dead
๐ŸŒฟโœก๏ธ Cid Eye Dell Corrupt โ€œWarshipโ€
๐ŸŒฟโœก๏ธ Day Viva ALL Lives True โ€œWorshipโ€
๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒ Utopian ; Top Hat Tip
๐ŸŒฟ๐ŸŒ Euphoria ; European
๐ŸŒฟโœจ Higher Seers HighER Eternity
๐ŸŒฟโœจ Acer X Marbels
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ•Š๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Angelic Savior ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ ๐Ÿ•Š
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅSol Fireโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐ŸฝLOVE IS LOVE ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Jinn(et)ets ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ ๐Ÿงž
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Soul Kinns ๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฅท
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿงฌ Genetics ๐Ÿงฌ ๐Ÿ’–
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ psst
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ Wispy
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ Awaken
๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ’†๐ŸผReiki Healing ๐Ÿ”‘ โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿฉน
๐ŸŒฟ Prayer ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟ Divine ๐ŸŒฟ
๐ŸŒฟ Allah โš›๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟ Goddess Mother Gaia ๐ŸŒฌ๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟ Ra ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟ Aura ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟ Fairy ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿป
๐ŸŒฟ Son Elfie Alfie๐Ÿง๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟ Wiccan ๐Ÿ•ฏ๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟ Jinns ๐Ÿงž
๐ŸŒฟ Diplomat ๐Ÿซฑ๐Ÿฝโ€๐Ÿซฒ๐Ÿพ
๐ŸŒฟ Advocate โœŠ๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟ World ๐ŸŒ
๐ŸŒฟ Heir ๐Ÿ‘‘
๐ŸŒฟ Sun ๐ŸŒž
๐ŸŒฟ Goth ๐Ÿ–ค
๐ŸŒฟ Gay ๐ŸŒˆ
๐ŸŒฟ Poetic ๐ŸŒน
๐ŸŒฟBlogger ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿผโ€๐Ÿ’ป
๐ŸŒฟHippie โœŒ๐Ÿผ
๐ŸŒฟTaurus โ™‰๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟIrish ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช Welsh Celtic
๐ŸŒฟHispanic ๐Ÿ‡ฒ๐Ÿ‡ฝ
๐ŸŒฟFrench ๐Ÿ‡ซ๐Ÿ‡ท
๐ŸŒฟJewish ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ
๐ŸŒฟGerman ๐Ÿ‡ฉ๐Ÿ‡ช
๐ŸŒฟtelemorphic ๐Ÿ–ฅ๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟTranz โšง๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟtransRAyLways ๐ŸšŽ
๐ŸŒฟpythagorean theorem ๐Ÿ“
๐ŸŒฟesoteric ๐Ÿชฌ
๐ŸŒฟeuphoric ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟpineal gland ๐Ÿง 
๐ŸŒฟdivinationist ๐Ÿ‘๏ธโ€๐Ÿ—จ๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟpsychic medium ๐Ÿ“ก
๐ŸŒฟmultidimensional ๐Ÿช
๐ŸŒฟbilingual ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟhybrid ๐Ÿ‘ฝ
๐ŸŒฟmuse ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟloyalist ๐Ÿ™‡๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟwarlock ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟweed ๐ŸŒฑ
๐ŸŒฟmusic ๐ŸŽป violin
๐ŸŒฟmedieval ๐Ÿฐ
๐ŸŒฟutopia ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟsaviors/heroes ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟWORLDSTAR ๐ŸŒŸ
๐ŸŒฟclairvoyant ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ
๐ŸŒฟmissionary โœŠ๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟomon ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟcharity ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟspiritual โœจ
๐ŸŒฟreligious โ›ช๏ธ
๐ŸŒฟpeace-fighter ๐Ÿฐ
๐ŸŒฟpop ๐ŸŽค
๐ŸŒฟhiphop ๐Ÿ“ป
๐ŸŒฟ90โ€™s ๐Ÿฆ„
๐ŸŒฟreiki-healing ๐Ÿ’†๐Ÿผ
๐ŸŒฟcrystals ๐Ÿ”ฎ
๐ŸŒฟbinaural beats ๐ŸŽง
๐ŸŒฟjournalism ๐Ÿ““
๐ŸŒฟrevenant ๐Ÿ‘ป
๐ŸŒฟstar-seed ๐Ÿ’ซ
๐ŸŒฟsoulmate ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒฟlife-vows ๐Ÿ’–
๐ŸŒฟvegan ๐ŸŒฑ
๐ŸŒฟorganic ๐Ÿฅ—
๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿงฟ๐Ÿงฟ
๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿงฌ๐Ÿงฌ
๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ๐Ÿ“ฟ
๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ
๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฝโœจโœจโœจโœจ๐Ÿฆดโœ…
โœ…๐Ÿฆดโœจโœจโœจโœจ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคš๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’–
๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—
๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š
๐Ÿ— HIGH KEY ๐Ÿ”‘ HEALING
๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ€
๐Ÿ’– Irish โ˜˜๏ธ Welsh ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ โœจ
๐Ÿ’–Jewish Rabbi โœจ
๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’– See Love Clover ๐Ÿ€ โœจ
๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•๐Ÿ•
๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคด๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคด๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ธ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘‘๐Ÿ‘‘
๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ ๐Ÿฐ ๐Ÿฐ ๐Ÿงž๐Ÿงž๐Ÿฐ ๐Ÿฐ ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿฅ• Care A Lot
Camel ๐Ÿช A lot ๐Ÿซ ๐Ÿช ๐Ÿช
โœจ๐Ÿ‘ Psychic ๐Ÿ‘โœจ
Life ๐Ÿง˜ Medium
๐Ÿง  Psyche ๐Ÿซด๐Ÿฝโœจ
๐Ÿ‘ฝ Jinn(et)ets ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ ๐Ÿงž
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Soul Jinns ๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฅท๐Ÿฅท
๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿงฌ Genetics ๐Ÿงฌ ๐Ÿ’–
๐Ÿ“ฏ PSA ๐Ÿ—ฃ ESP ๐Ÿง  PSY
pssst ๐Ÿ wisp whisp ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ
Psy Spy ๐Ÿ•ต๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ ๐Ÿ‘ Esp Whisper ๐Ÿคซ
pssst ๐Ÿ wisp whisp ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐ŸŒŽ ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ God/Allah ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ ๐ŸŒŽ
๐Ÿ”ฅ Devil ๐Ÿ˜ˆ ๐Ÿ‘ฟ Satan ๐Ÿ”ฅ
โ›ช๏ธ Prayer for both ABOVE โ›ช๏ธ
๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿฝโ›ช๏ธ BELOW prayer for both โ›ช๏ธ ๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿ“š ๐Ÿ“š ๐Ÿ“– ๐Ÿ“– ๐Ÿ“š๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿ“– ๐Ÿ“š ๐Ÿ“š
๐Ÿ“ฏPSA ๐Ÿ—ฃ ESP ๐Ÿง  PSY ๐Ÿ”ฎ
๐Ÿ•ต๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธโ˜๐ŸฝTruth ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Justice ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿปโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿฆธ๐Ÿพโ€โ™€๏ธ
โœŠ๐ŸผโœŠ๐ŸพโœŠ๐Ÿฝ ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Soul Missionary ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡ ๐Ÿ’˜ ๐Ÿ™‡โ€โ™‚๏ธ ๐Ÿน๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿ‘ผ
๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿพโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿพโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ
Pagan Wicca Nature Divine Celestial Warlock Witches Wings Saviors Swords โš”๏ธ Words Tomes Books Ghosts Mediums Bridge ๐ŸŒ Clouds โ˜๏ธ Castles ๐Ÿฐ Beyond
Skylore and Paige
Beez and Batz
Palestine
Kentucky
sol jinns
zinith.
knights or gnats
56, maps
57, slay
59, no
Red Dragon
Emerald Willow
Kiwi Snakes
๐Ÿงก ๐Ÿ’š ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช ๐Ÿด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ท๓ ฌ๓ ณ๓ ฟ ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ
Red, okay
Orange, okay
Teal, team
Rainvow, go
Rainbow, go
Crimson, Red
Jasper, Red
not blue boo cast per purchase casper
orange juice lizz
emo gothic rainbow cupid
sniper baby bottle
hoyt, archery
bow, archery
๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’™๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿค๐ŸคŽโค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ”ฅ๐Ÿ’–๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ’•๐Ÿ’žโค๏ธโค๏ธโค๏ธ
๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿผโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿพโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿผโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿผโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿป๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿพโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘จ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ’‹โ€๐Ÿง‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝโ€โค๏ธโ€๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›
๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงž
๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ
๐ŸŒฒ๐Ÿฆ„๐Ÿฆ„๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒฒ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ๐ŸŒฒ๐ŸŒฒ๐Ÿ‘โ€๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ‘โ€๐Ÿ—จ๐ŸŒฒ๐Ÿ‘ฝ๐Ÿ˜‡๐ŸŒฒ
๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆGay Angel Saviors๐ŸŒˆ๐ŸŒˆ
๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜‡
๐Ÿน๐Ÿน๐Ÿน๐Ÿน๐Ÿน๐Ÿน๐Ÿน๐Ÿน๐Ÿน๐Ÿน
โ˜๏ธโ˜๏ธโ˜๏ธโ˜๏ธโ˜๏ธโ˜๏ธโ˜๏ธโ˜๏ธโ˜๏ธโ˜๏ธ
๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ‘
โšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธโšก๏ธ
๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›๐Ÿ›
๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ๐Ÿœ
๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ‡
๐Ÿ‘โ€๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ psssssst
๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ๐Ÿ
๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿคซ๐Ÿคซ
โœจโœจโœจโœจโœจโœจ
s. s. s. s. s. s.
s s s s s s s s s s
s. ss. s s s sss s. ๐Ÿ‘โ€๐Ÿ—จ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐Ÿ—ฃpsst esp psa psy
sk sk sk sk sk sk SZ SZ SZ SZ SZ SZ
s: snake
S: big snake
z: pose
Z: big pose
sk sk sk sk sk sk sz sz sz sz sz sz
t: Cross. the Holy cross
st st st st st ststststststststs
l, L: a sword, a line light from God
Sl Sl Sl Sl Sl Eyes Slit.
Sl Sl Sl Sl Sl Eyes sLight.
Twilight Twine Red Wine
Twilight Twine HERbal Divine Vine
Zenith
Sky SK SZ. Skeeze. Ski Zi.
st, stat
st, star
st, stick
st st st st st st, street
st st st st st st, streak
sk sk sk sk sk sk flat diSK chainsaw
Snake Sk Sk Sk Sk Sk Sk Skin
Skin sk sk sk sk sk sk
BEST WORLD ๐ŸŒ BEST NEWS ๐Ÿ—ž๏ธ EFFORTS ๐Ÿ’ฅ PSY ๐Ÿง  PSA ๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ WORLD EARLS ๐Ÿคด๐Ÿฝ EARS
World Ordeals World Organizations World Or Again Gain Ordeals
๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐ŸŒธ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿฆฉ
๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ๐Ÿ”ฎ
๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ๐Ÿฉฐ
๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“
FayFamFlowFoRIch For Rich Formation Flamingos ๐Ÿฆฉ
FayMenGos; Gay Gargoyle Gardenโ€™s
Aries โ™ˆ๏ธ Fairies ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ
Libras โ™Ž๏ธ Library ๐Ÿ“š
Taurus โ™‰๏ธ Tours ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ
Virgo โ™๏ธ โ€œVโ€ Go โš”๏ธ
Gemini โ™Š๏ธ Gym ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ
Cancer โ™‹๏ธ Can Sir ๐Ÿ––๐Ÿฝ
Sagittarius โ™๏ธ Nature Sage ๐ŸŒฟ
Leo โ™Œ๏ธ Say Loud ๐Ÿ“ฏ
Scorpio โ™๏ธ Score ๐Ÿ“ˆ
Capricorn โ™‘๏ธ Count ๐Ÿ’ธ
Aquarius โ™’๏ธ Equate โš–๏ธ
Pisces โ™“๏ธ Pray ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
๐Ÿง  isp asp
๐Ÿง  Psy
๐Ÿง  Scry
๐Ÿง  Spell
๐Ÿง  Derive
๐Ÿง  Invoke
๐Ÿง  Project
๐Ÿง  Sรฉance
๐Ÿง  Remote
๐Ÿง  Procure
๐Ÿง  Conjure
๐Ÿง  Conduit
๐Ÿง  Enchant
๐Ÿง  Channel
๐Ÿง  Telepath
๐Ÿง  Manifest
๐Ÿง  Summon
๐Ÿง  Divination
๐Ÿง  Clairvoyant
๐Ÿ—ฃ๏ธ Free The Free All ๐Ÿ’•
๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ“ฟ๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿฆ“๐Ÿ“ฏ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿงกโค๏ธ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’—
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿป๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ
๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง
ProLife99. 24/777 ๐Ÿ€ โ˜˜๏ธ
411 Free info Highway
11:11 Make Wishes
4:20/20 Weed 70โ€™s Hippies
Anti Corruptions โ€œKKK and wwwโ€
โ€œLife Blood Internetโ€
VVV. Dot Victories
Brandon Wayne Burdett
๐Ÿฆฉ Birds & Bees ๐Ÿ
๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ Ray Ran, Way, & Done โœ…
๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ RA RED ๐Ÿ€
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ Aura Or Ra ๐Ÿ‘๏ธ
Amen ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
Omen ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ
๐ŸŒน Red Rose Vines Lines ๐ŸŒน
๐Ÿ‡ Grape Telephone Vines Lines ๐Ÿ‡
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ Prayers & Hearts
โœจ Stars & Planets
๐Ÿฆœ Parakeet Flocks
๐Ÿ•ท๏ธ Spider Hives
๐Ÿ Bee Hives
๐Ÿœ Ant Hives
๐Ÿฆด Fossils
๐ŸŒ‹ Lava
Bats ๐Ÿฆ‡
Cats ๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›
Rabbits ๐Ÿฐ
Ladybugs ๐Ÿž
โœŒ๐Ÿผ Victory Violins ๐ŸŽป & Irish Harps
๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช ๐Ÿ€ Save The Irish โ˜˜๏ธ ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช
๐Ÿ™๐Ÿฝ๐ŸŒŽ Fran & Frank ๐Ÿคฒ๐Ÿฝ๐ŸŒŸ
๐Ÿงš๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ Elfie & Alfie ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฝโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿป
๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿ€ Amy & May ๐Ÿงกโ˜˜๏ธ
๐Ÿค— Hug & Honor Trees ๐ŸŒณ
๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿฝ Keep Strong Tools ๐Ÿงฐ
๐ŸŽถ Sing to your Keys ๐Ÿ”‘
๐ŸŒนRoses In Your Backpack ๐ŸŽ’
๐Ÿฐ Keep Healthy Thoughts ๐Ÿ’ญ
๐ŸŒ Planets & Life Schools ๐Ÿซ
๐Ÿ’๐Ÿฝ Donโ€™t Lose to Fools ๐Ÿ‘€
๐Ÿฅ‹๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ€๐Ÿ“ฟ๐ŸŽƒ๐Ÿฆ“๐Ÿ“ฏ
๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿงกโค๏ธ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’—
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿป๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿฟโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ
๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ‡ฐ๐Ÿ‡ท๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡น๐Ÿ‡ณ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ฌ๐Ÿ‡ง
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿปโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿค๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿ‡๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿป๐Ÿ’š๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ‰๐Ÿ‰
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿฟ๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿˆโ€โฌ›๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿฆ“๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ๐Ÿฆ
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿพ๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿฆ”๐Ÿฆฉ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿ›๐Ÿฆ–๐Ÿฆ•
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿผโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿˆ๐Ÿฐ๐ŸฆŠ๐Ÿฆœ๐Ÿฆง๐ŸฆŒ
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’—๐Ÿ•๐Ÿฑ๐Ÿ๐Ÿฟ๏ธ๐Ÿฆซ๐Ÿก
๐Ÿง˜๐Ÿพโ€โ™‚๏ธโค๏ธ๐Ÿ•Š๏ธ๐Ÿฆš๐Ÿฆ™๐Ÿซ๐Ÿฆ˜๐Ÿฆ—
๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ
โ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿฆœ
๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿ”‘๐ŸŒˆ
โ˜„๏ธ๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿช€๐Ÿฆœ
war
1. spell shield
cast sword
2. bazooka orย 
candle wick
3. hoty, archery
bow, archery
4. athamaay, dagger
Hiiz
Iโ€™m a rainbow ๐ŸŒˆ OG ๐Ÿ’ช Hippie ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒน
jettblack infinite soul ๐Ÿ–ค Warlocking ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ to usher Utopia era of mankind.
๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธPERfect World ๐ŸŒŽ vs dOom world ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ
๐Ÿ™ Wicca ๐Ÿ•ฏ โœจ
๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ Warlock (Male/pronouns)
๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ Jewish ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ
๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช Irish โ˜˜๏ธ ๐Ÿ€
๐ŸŒธ Gay ๐ŸŒˆ ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ
Jinn ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงž๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธSoul Jinns
Allah๐Ÿ™ & ๐Ÿ˜ˆ Devil
โœก๏ธ๐Ÿ’ŸLOVE ALL LIFE ๐Ÿ’Ÿโœก๏ธ
๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’š๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’™โค๏ธ
Taurus โ™‰๏ธ haha ๐Ÿ˜‚ ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ˜ˆ
Long term relationship ๐Ÿ’
๐Ÿ“šโœจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿค“๐Ÿค“๐Ÿค“EVER-re-th-in-g!ยก ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Ž
Investigative Journalist โœ๏ธ ๐Ÿ’ป
Blogger ๐Ÿ“ฑ
My ~eomji list~
๐Ÿ‘‹ Hii ๐Ÿ™‚๐Ÿ™ƒ
๐Ÿ’ฏ Iโ€™m ๐ŸŒˆ gay, proTRANS ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€โšง๏ธOG ๐Ÿ’ช๐ŸฝHippie ๐ŸŒธ Genetic ๐Ÿงฌ Hybrid ๐Ÿ‘ฝ ๐Ÿ‘พ ๐ŸŒป๐ŸŒน Romantic ๐ŸŒน poetry โœ๏ธ ๐Ÿ•ฏ
jettblack infinite soul ๐Ÿ–ค Warlocking ๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ to usher Utopia era of mankind.
๐Ÿค˜๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธPERfect World ๐ŸŒŽ vs dOom world ๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ)
๐Ÿ™ Wicca ๐Ÿ•ฏ โœจ
๐Ÿง™โ€โ™‚๏ธ Warlock (Male/pronouns)
๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ Jewish ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ
๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ช Irish โ˜˜๏ธ
โœจ Fairy ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™‚๏ธ ๐Ÿงš
๐ŸŒธ Gay ๐ŸŒˆ ๐Ÿณ๏ธโ€๐ŸŒˆ
Jinn ๐Ÿงžโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿงž๐Ÿงžโ€โ™€๏ธSoul Jinns
God ๐Ÿ™ & ๐Ÿ˜ˆ Devil
โœก๏ธ๐Ÿ’ŸLOVE ALL LIFE ๐Ÿ’Ÿโœก๏ธ
๐Ÿ’œ๐Ÿงก๐Ÿ–ค๐Ÿ’›๐Ÿค๐Ÿ’š๐ŸคŽ๐Ÿ’™โค๏ธ
๐ŸŒบ May 6th 1990โ€™s
Taurus โ™‰๏ธ haha ๐Ÿ˜‚ ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿ˜ˆ
Moon ๐ŸŒš ๐ŸŒ ๐Ÿ’ž
Fairy ๐Ÿงšโ€โ™€๏ธ tales ๐Ÿ“š ๐Ÿ“•
๐Ÿ“šโœจ๐Ÿง๐Ÿค“๐Ÿค“๐Ÿค“EVER-re-th-in-g!ยก ๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ˜Ž
Iโ€™m ๐ŸŒฟ๐Ÿ’–Vegan๐ŸŒฑ๐Ÿงš
๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿฆธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿฆธ SSSuperHero!๐Ÿ’ช ๐ŸŒ โ˜„๏ธ
Non-MaterialistiX ๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ™…โ€โ™‚๏ธ๐Ÿค‘๐Ÿ’ธ
๐ŸฐBugs Bunny ๐Ÿฅ•๐Ÿ‡
Alien ๐Ÿ›ธ ๐Ÿ‘ฝ ๐Ÿง๐Ÿฅธ๐Ÿค“ Study ๐Ÿ“– ๐Ÿ›ธ
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THYME THEE TWINE
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