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elodieunderglass · 3 months

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Horror isekai where Perceiving the Weird Eldritch Thing gets you catapulted into a nightmare labyrinth of puzzle-solving.

I.e Those Who Perceive The Hunt of the Goblin King Must Partake In The Labyrinth and Can Only Be Freed If They Complete It In One Day and One Night. By Fae Law. For Reasons.

But the definition of “perception” clearly needs to be updated because some normal guy simply films the Hunt of the Goblin King Behind Arby’s, and puts it on Facebook -

No, not instagram or TikTok, it’s important that it be Facebook -

Because the rules are pretty clear, “the rules are the rules” as is carved ominously in elvish runes above the grim gate, and the Contract is Sealed. and so therefore the guy and 25 of their most random real-life acquaintances must run the gauntlet together. It’s Some Guy, their immediate neighbors, their first partner’s mom, their friends from hobby Facebook groups (oh this poor guy and their hobbies; the elderly birdwatchers from Facebook and the young up-and-coming drag king community), their random teen kid niece, college friends, a dog who also watched the video, a couple consisting of a woman who is the guy’s Facebook friend and showed her husband the video, and the husband doesn’t even know Some Guy, so he’s in the labyrinth and absolutely furious about being forced to be involved, and they proceed to break up over the course of the puzzle.

It’s important that the narrative keeps trying to be a sexy dark horror isekai! but within this the comedic reality of Catherine, 52, the guy’s horse-riding instructor, being passionately involved in escape-room-style puzzle solving and grappling with minor goblins. They are in fact speedrunning the gauntlet.

The Goblin King finally has to say: all right, actually, I only really set all this up to fuck with one (1) guy at a time, thanks for your willingness to participate, but I think all 25 of you can consider the gauntlet fully run.

And the group would be quite hurt by that. The rules are the rules. We have a contract, actually. Let Catherine cook.

#this feels extremely like… 2015 tumblr to me #but it also feels a sort of comforting honesty in this time #thank you for giving me this safe space #this plot idea just feels like some kind of nostalgia . to me.#writing it out I felt like I knew it was unfashionably written AND YET #I was thinking last night about how Stranger Things works quite #well because it’s set in the 80s… it is load-bearing that it be set in the 80s… it’s plot relevant and worldbuilding #well for some reason this plot has to be set pre-pandemic post-impact-text-memes

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chichikoi · 4 months

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jealousy, jealousy (?)

synopsis: asking them for someone else's number. pairing: diluc, childe, al haitham, wriothesley x gn! reader fandom: genshin impact genre: fluff warnings: mentions of cheating, insecurity(?) a/n: my first smau :o definitely have something big planned, but this is me trying. hahehwehwjehjehe.

bonus: kazuha !

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sorbeau · 27 days

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sketch i forgot to post from the latest ep

how bout them barons from the baronies huh

#dimension 20 #d20 #fantasy high #fig faeth #adaine abernant #gorgug thistlespring #fhjr #fhjy spoilers #the card handing out was insane btw #brennan the way your mind works.....#need to know what was written on those cards #did they have a script??? were they given baron's motivations????

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aaaroace · 8 months

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aphobia is so funny to me. like. you’re mad just bc i refuse to have some bitches and just wanna do my thing?

#it’s so incomprehensible to me #and the ‘that’s how it works. you’ll be lonely blah blah blah’ comments.#how abt u shut up #i could’ve had written something coherent and actually serious but I’m too tired to think abt aphobes rn #aromantic #aroace #aro #asexual #ace #aspec #aroace memes #aphobia

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becca-e-barnes · 8 months

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Bucky pinning you down so you can’t squirm and he’s just sitting inside you while he tortures your clit feeling you clench around him. He makes you cum over and over until he finally cums.

Overstimulation + super soldier stamina = …

- 🍯

Dear God, I know I just don't have it in me to behave during cock-warming. When it comes down to it, I genuinely have no patience at all 😵‍💫

"You..." Bucky begins, pressing you down onto the bed before gripping your ankles and forcing you to flip over onto your front. "Have a problem with control."

With your face turned away from him, you can't help but smile to yourself. No one has ever said it out loud but you know he's right.

Being in control is where you're most comfortable. No hands are safer than your own. Except maybe his. You know he won't fuck this up.

"And you..." He continues, gathering your wrists behind your back, holding them tightly with one hand. "Need to learn how it feels to have control taken from you. Do you understand?"

As soon as you begin to nod your head, you feel him start to tape around your wrists, holding them together behind your back. Once he's content they're secure, he sits on the edge of the bed, facing the mirror before he pulls you onto his lap.

"Legs spread over the top of mine." He orders and you do as you're told, not because you have to but because you want to.

You notice the way your cunt is already glistening in the mirror and you're almost embarrassed because he hasn't even touched you yet.

"Fuck, you're made for this." He groans, lining his cock up to your slick entrance and you wonder if he's holding his breath too while he slides into you, as deep as your bodies will allow.

You're obsessed with the sight in front of you; your own naked body, with your legs spread so far apart you can see how your cunt is stuffed full of him.

Being shorter though, your feet can't touch the ground like this. There's no way you'll get enough leverage to fuck yourself on him but as soon as you start to tell him that, he silences you with two thick fingers between your lips.

"I'm not letting you fuck me." His free hand roams over your body, squeezing your breasts, pinching your nipples and then settling between your spread thighs.

"I'm going to play with you. I'm going to see how much you can take. I'm going to work out exactly how you like your clit stroked and I'm going to do that until your legs are shaking and your body won't let you cum any more. Maybe then I'll fuck you but sweetheart, that will be hours from now." His breath is hot against the side of your face, his fingers slipping from your mouth to your waist while he starts to flick gently against your clit.

"I'm going to start slowly. I'm going to do everything I can to drag this out as long as possible. I can feel every clench and flutter of this pretty little cunt and I'm going to enjoy it until you're dripping over my balls." At this rate, it won't be long until you're dripping onto the carpet, never mind over him. You dreamed he'd want to take control like this but you never imagined the way your body would respond.

"And then, when you've cum more times than you can handle, I'm going to tell you that I love you while I fuck you like I don't."

Update: Part 2

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stil-lindigo · 1 year

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the machine.

a comic about being a 'creator' online.

creative notes:

#in light of recent online 'success' i feel like this may come off as ungrateful #just wanna say that all the comics i make in this series are written about experiences i felt in 2022 #which was a rough year personally and creatively #and i very luckily don't feel this way anymore #and this also isnt to shame anyone who DOES feel this way #its easy to start to feel like all you are is a vending machine of art #and like thats all you are to people #theres nothing human to you #it can be a bit of a pit #and on some level this damage is self inflicted but social media really doesnt help that feeling #this wont work for everyone but having friends around you who you can talk to about stuff that ISNT art #going outside for dinner #maybe walking around #its good for when you need that feeling to go away even a bit temporarily #youre a human being #not a mindless content creation machine #and i hope anyone who feels like this now can get to a place where they have a healthier relationship with their own work #good luck to all of you #and thank you for reading #comic art #its 10pm #stillindigo art

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fairy-angel222 · 14 days

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𝐋𝐞𝐭’𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 જ⁀⟡ ft Gojo S. and Geto S.

᧔♡᧓ in which gojo and geto are always bickering over one thing.. you. including who could fuck you better

Gojo and Geto who do nothing but try to one up each other. They were as competitive as competitive got. And Gojo was surely not going to let someone like Geto ruin his perfect ego.

You were friends with both boys, always finding yourself in between them as they quarreled pettily. They both considered you to be their girl, and they were ready to tear each other apart if it meant getting you to themselves. The other option being to share, and they would not agree to it that easily.

So as you sat with your head against Gojo’s shoulder, his hand drawing small shapes on your shoulder when you giggled at a joke he had whispered in your ear, it was no surprise to see Geto stalking towards you with a smirk.

“There she is, my favorite girl,” he smiled, a mischievous glint in his dark eyes as he turned his attention to the boy beside you.

You zoned out when they began to speak, spitting out small insults at each other as they argued about something that you didn’t care to listen about. Your ears perking up when you heard Geto scoff as he spoke “You know, you couldn’t fuck her right even if you tried, she needs a real man, isn’t that right baby?”

You could feel your face heat up at his words, especially since you and Gojo weren’t a ‘thing’. You guys were just really close friends who happened to fuck once, or twice. That made Gojo’s smirk drop, a small scowl on his face as he eyed Geto from head to toe.

“Bring it the fuck on pretty boy, by the time I’m done with her you’ll be begging for a feel too.” He growled out, his hand making its way to your throat as he buried his face into your neck with a grin. “Come on baby, time to show this idiot exactly who makes you feel good yeah?”

You found yourself nodding timidly with a whimper, heat pooling between your legs as you felt the two eyeing you hungrily with pure lust.

The two boys had you on your hands and knees in an instant. Gojo guiding his cock to your glistening cunt as his tip ran up and down your folds. A loud moan emitting from your throat when he buried himself inside you, slowly speeding up his pace while beginning to roll his hips with every harsh thrust.

You were lost in the feeling of how stuffed he made you. Brain going fuzzy as his cock brushed against your g spot before kissing your cervix. Your back arched, clenching down on him with a shaky mewl as your vision blurred. Mouth falling open in loud cries as your stomach tightened, tears prickling your eyes at how fast his hips were snapping into yours.

He was hitting that sweet spot so perfectly, and it took everything in you let out a pornographic moan when his grip on your hips tightened, animalisticly fucking into your tight pussy with a string of deep grunts and groans. His balls slapping loudly onto your clit as you leaked onto his cock.

Geto’s face was sour as he watched your face contort into one of pure bliss, your little babbles about how good Gojo felt were bothering him more than they should have.

Gojo smirked up at the male, tilting his head to the side as he gestured to how dumb you were becoming on his cock. God it felt amazing, you could feel him so deep in your stomach, a small bulge imprinted on the skin of your lower belly.

You were sure that nothing could top the feeling. Despite the fact that you two had fucked before, the competitive side of him had really taken over this time. “See that? See how easy it is for her to become drunk on my cock. I own this fucking pussy,” he grunted, panting heavily as he pounded roughly into you.

Geto was tired of hearing your loud mewls as he watched your knees go weak. Grabbing your hair in a fist before leading your face to his cock, “we’ll see about that Satoru, she’s gonna get the best fucking of her life when your sloppy ass is done,”

He was down your throat with a groan, your eyes widening as you let out a muffled whimper. Geto swore he could cum from just the warm feeling of your throat. You could feel your orgasm coming towards you like a truck, your mind going blank as a strangled noise left your throat.

“Fuck, look at that, look at her fall apart on my cock,” Gojo watched as your back arched, a choked cry filling their ears as you slobbered onto the black haired man’s thick cock. Your legs trembled, dizziness overtaking your body as your tears ran free.

Gojo’s teeth clenched, letting out a small groan before landing his hand heavily on your ass, “Fuck, cum for me sweetheart. Show this asshole that i’m the only one who can fuck you this good.”

That was all it took for you to let go, squirting harshly onto his cock and thighs as Geto continued his torture, fucking into your throat in a series of deep groans. Gojo let out a cocky chuckle, pulling out of your tightness to let his cum spurt onto your sweaty body.

Geto was out of your mouth immediately, patting your cheek twice with a smirk, “sorry love, your mouth’s amazing but i just know this pussy will be even better,” You could barely comprehend his words, looking up with dazed eyes to see Geto positioning himself behind you, making sure that his shoulder hit the other male’s on the way.

“Gonna show you how a real man fucks a woman, get ready baby,” he husked, using his knee to further spread your thighs apart. You felt his large hand holding both your wrists in his, pinning them behind your back and pulling you up against his chest.

You let out a loud mewl when he thrust into you in one swift motion, silent screams falling past your lips each time he rammed into you. He was rutting into you at a merciless pace,cock bruisingly fucking into your gummy walls as his tongue latched onto your neck, sucking dark hickies in the wake of small kisses.

He was fucking you in a way you had never been fucked before, your brain seeming to forget everything but the chant of his name as youbwere fucked into oblivion. You felt so hot, body falling against him as you let him wreck you. The man letting you go and allowing your face to fall into the cushion below you with your hands still bound behind your back. He loved the way you were moaning underneath him, your toes curled as drool ran down the sides of your lips. But it was not enough.

You yelped when you felt him pull out of you, your little hole fluttering at the new found emptiness. It was short lived as you cried out loudly when you felt him slam back into you immediately, finding a new rhythm of pulling out nearly fully before burying himself back into you with a hard jerk of your body.

The frantic pace had you screaming tearily, your body burning with heat as you were rocked with his movements. “Now what was that? Something about you being the only one to fuck her this good? She seems to be quite enjoying this, aren’t you baby?”

You nodded with a hiccup, “mhm,” eyes meeting bright blue ones as Gojo stared you down. Fighting the painful hardening of his cock at the sight. You whined with a gasp when Geto’s palm came down on your breast. “Words baby.”

“F-feels so good Suguru, so good.”

Gojo only rolled his eyes, cock now standing rock hard at the sight of your eyes rolling back and messy hair. Your cheeks stained with tears as you neared your second orgasm.

You were being fucked so meanly, but it felt so amazing. Geto was not fucking you nearly as deep as Gojo did, but his thick cock was stretching you open to the max. You couldn’t take it, your head becoming light as heat pooled in your stomach.

Geto felt pride fill him at the noises he drew out of you, looking up at the other boy with a cocky grin. “With the way she’s crumbling beneath me right now, I think we both know who won. Come on love, cum hard for me. Show this idiot who’s the better fuck.”

You whimpered when you felt both pairs of eyes on you. Your body beginning to shake uncontrollably as an intense high raked through your body, squirting yet again with just as much force. You shivered a few times as you came down from your high, panting desperately as you tried to catch your breath.

“Fuck, you look so hot when you cum,” Geto groaned, pulling you upright before pulling out. Letting thick spurts of his hot cum spill onto your ass.

Your vision was clouded, body going limp in his hold as you heard Gojo clap sarcastically. “Good job, you made the princess cum. Now tell me baby, who fucked you better?”

You could only look up at him tiredly, your eyes glossy and adorable as you shrugged with a pout “I- I dunno. You both felt too good,” you mumbled, neither of the males happy with your response as they glared at each other before Gojo sighed.

“It’s okay sweetheart, we all know it was me but i guess we’ll just go again when we get you cleaned up and relaxed, yeah?” He spoke teasingly, looking at you with pure desire.

You nodded your head, eyelids growing heavy as you began to doze off, the sound of the two still arguing about who fucked you best fading away as you fell asleep. The argument then taking a turn to who got to take care of you.

#jjk smut #one of the very first works i had every written #jujutsu kaisen smut #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojo smut #gojo x reader #gojo x reader smut #gojo satoru #gojo satoru smut #jjba x reader smut #geto x reader smut #geto suguru x reader smut #gojo x reader x geto #geto suguru smut #geto smut #geto suguru x reader #geto x reader

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asterwild · 2 months

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behold: bears

#id in alt #illustration #wildlife #animals #bears #still working on the text for the mini zine version #hoping to have that for patrons later this week + will do a flip-through video and put it in my ko-fi shop for everyone eventually #sizes aren't quite accurate in comparison to one another #but they should be more or less correct as far as being largest to smallest. sun bears are real small and polar bears are real big #& sorry if there is a Best Practice in terms of the order the names are written i did what felt right !!

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bitchthefuck1 · 1 year

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Something about how physically small Ellie looks in this episode just makes it all so much more intense. How little she is curled next to Joel, how big the rifle looks when she holds it, the way David is able to pick her up so easily. The contrast in the size of their hands when he's telling her that she, a 14-year-old, is his only equal, and how tiny hers look when she wraps her arms around Joel; the way his coat reaches her knees when he drapes it over her. Every second the camera spends on her is forcing you to look at how young she is and it just makes it all so much more awful.

#honestly hats off to bella ramsey they deserve an emmy stat for this episode #also proves the point that the problem with the way teens/young people are shown on screen isnt just that they're played by actors much #older but that everything about the way they're written styled and framed wants you to see them as 25 year olds instead of babies #bella is obviously on the younger side of 'older' casting but the show is actively trying to make her look like a child and it works #the last of us #tlou #the last of us spoilers #tlou spoilers #the last of us episode 8 spoilers #ellie williams #ellie tlou #joel miller

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michaeljoncarter · 11 months

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fantastic news, everybody. clark & kyle publishing a kids book about krypto together is apparently canon

#kyle rayner #clark kent #superman (1987) 170 #friends illustrating friends' books written to work through the emotional damage #of having to give their dog to a robot to keep in a pocket dimension after he almost ripped an intergalactic warlord's throat out #love it

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rosaacicularis · 2 months

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“you want a mending book, right?” scar asked, head peeking barely above the water, the gills on his neck still submerged in the water.

“if i were to want anything, it would be a mending book, yes.” grian cast his fishing rod back out into the water, his voice was careful and hesitant.

“what if i told you i had one?” scar swam closer to grian, still keeping his distance but grian could feel the water shift from the movement.

“you’re not a mermaid,” grian said, eyes closing into a squint at scar. “you’re a siren, aren’t you?”

“i’ve been called many things,” scar dodged the question. he brought his hand out of the water, brushing shapes into the surface with his fingers. “siren has been one of them.”

“you’re trying to lure me,” grian phrased it like a question, a rising intonation at the end. he reeled his fishing rod back in, another salmon.

“that depends,” scar smirked, his eyes followed the movement of grian unhooking the fish and throwing back into the sea. “is it working?”

#they are on my mind i’m sorry #USSHKSSHBSNS i’m not normal about them #i wonder if my work knows i’ve written gay fanfiction in their lounge several times #scarian #desert duo #hermitshipping #grian #gtws #hermitcraft #fisherman au #snippet

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thevoidstaredback · 19 days

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Enough Caffeine to Kill an Elephant

Listen. It was an accident. He didn't mean to! It just kinda happened.

So maybe he brought a drink with enough caffeine in it to kill an elephant within a few minutes, and maybe he forgot to put the sleeve on his cup so he could tell it apart from the others, but it's not his fault! He didn't think anyone else was going to have the exact same Yeti cup as him! It's not like he'd seen any of the others carry one before. Besides, he worked with superheros. They should be smart enough to check before drinking someone else's drink.

Danny had been summoned by the Justice League Dark a few years back in order to help with a world ending crisis and he just didn't leave. It's not like he could go anywhere anyway. His ghost half hadn't grown past fourteen and his human half had stopped visibly aging at eighteen. He'd had to leave town as Danny Fenton, but he'd stayed in Amity Park as Danny Phantom. When his parents died of old age, thank god, he'd closed down the portal, stuck around for a few more years, before traveling the world as Danny Fenton.

Anyway, he'd taken up residence in the House of Mysteries after the JLD had summoned him. Constantine, at first, had been wary, but he and the rest of the JLD had grown to accept him. He was an honorary member of the team.

At some point, just after Robin had become Red Robin, Danny had been introduced to the Justice League. He liked those guys, too, and worked with them sometimes. Though, he usually only went to bug them.

Red Robin had been very interested in the fact that his was fourteen and working with grown heros, like he was one to talk, but Danny hadn't explained anything other than saying that he had died and come back. The following conversation was an interesting one that lead to Danny knowing that Nightwing was the Batman he'd met and that Batman was lost somewhere. He'd confirmed that the man was not dead, but he hadn't offered to help look for him. He probably should have, in retrospect.

Back on topic! Everyone in the JLD knew not to touch Danny's drink. They'd all seen him make it before and had been horrified on varying degrees. It's not like it could kill him. He's already half dead! So long as he only drank this specific brew as Phantom, he'd be fine.

The Justice League, apparently, didn't get the memo. He blames Constantine because Zatanna and Raven can do no wrong. No, John, he's not biased.

The point is, Red Robin just had a sip of Danny's drink. The horror he now felt was akin to the fear he held when he'd told his parents he was Phantom. (An interaction that had gone very well, thank you very much.)

Danny knew the exact moment that the vigilante realized he grabbed the wrong drink. His eyes widened to an astonishing degree, and, if he'd been able to seen his eyes behind the mask, Danny knew that the man's pupils would've completely overtaken the irises. His hands started shaking, too. Oh, no. The man's already addicted to hellish amounts of coffee. This is only going to make it worse!

Quickly, and without drawing any attention, thank the Ancients, Danny rushed over. "You, um, you okay, man?" Obviously not, but he tends to talk when he's anxious and he was certainly anxious right now. He could've possibly just killed a man via poison!

"What the fuck is in this coffee?" Red Robin asked, going to take another sip.

Danny pulled the Yeti from his hand and gave him the proper one. "Enough caffeine to kill an elephant."

"Obviously not, seeing as I'm still alive."

"Yeah, I can't tell if that's a good thing or not."

"Excuse me?"

"I-I mean-! I didn't-! You know what I mean." Caffeine is poisonous in excess, and his drink was way beyond excess, but it's the only thing that works for him as a ghost! Superpowered metabolism and all that.

"Do I?" The laugh in his voice answered for him. He took a sip from his drink and frowned at it. "I don't think any coffee will ever be enough again."

"And that's my cue to get my drink very far away from you." Danny turned, fully intent on moving to the other side of the room. Besides, the meeting was going to start as soon as the Flash and Kid Flash arrived, which would be soon. Something about one of their Rouges getting out?

"What?" Red Robin asked, "Why?" If he was a little desperate to get another sip of that coffee, he'd rather not acknowledge it.

"Because you don't need anymore lethal coffee," he muttered, "The sip you took will already keep you awake for three days at least, and it probably jump started an addiction. Best to stop it now. Besides, I need to go have my crisis on how the hell you're still alive after even a sip of this stuff."

"Again, rude." The bird themed vigilante crossed his arms as best he could while holding his cup. "If it's so dangerous, why do you drink it?"

Danny took a deliberate sip as he locked eyes with the technically younger man. "I'm dead. I don't need to worry about my heart stopping or having a seizure."

"Excuses."

"No, it's not 'excuses'. I'm saving your life."

"You're a kid. If I can't have that coffee, then you shouldn't be having it."

"First, I'm older than you. Second, I already told you: I'm dead. This isn't going to hurt me. Third, you can't tell me what to do."

"There's no way you're older than me. You're like, ten."

"I'm thirty-eight!" He balked, "I only look fourteen because I died when I was fourteen. We've been over this."

Neither noticed the entire Justice League looking at them. The two they were waiting on had arrived a few minutes ago and everyone was ready to start the meeting, but they'd been distracted by the two's conversation. Was that true? Had Phantom really died so young? They'd all been made aware he was not living, but they didn't think he'd died so young! Though, that was probably the denial speaking.

The Justice League Dark had been fully aware of this and didn't really bat an eye. Though, someone should probably get this meeting started. A potentially world ending threat was the topic, and that was a pretty important thing to discuss.

Captain Marvel was the first to pull himself together, though that was only after Atlas and Zeus had mentally slapped him out of his stupur. "As, ah, riveting as this conversation is," he stepped between the two boys- er, boy and man? "we really need to start this meeting."

Batman did not clear his throat because he'd not lost his voice in the first place. "He's right. Everyone take your seats."

Part 2

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