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Sweet war

The Justice League was no stranger to summoning powerful entities, but as the glowing green portal ripped through the air in the Watchtower, there was an unspoken tension among them. They had expected a dark and ominous figure. Instead, a teenager with stark white hair, glowing green eyes, and regal black-and-green robes with a shimmering, ethereal crown atop his head floated before them.

Danny Phantom, the Ghost King, had arrived.

The moment he set foot—or rather, floated—on the Watchtower’s floor, he held out a gloved hand, his expression neutral but expectant.

“Alright, let’s get this over with,” he said. “I assume you called me for something important. Where’s my offering?”

John Constantine, ever the opportunist, smirked and stepped forward. With an exaggerated flourish, he reached into his coat and pulled out a cigarette before dramatically crushing it between his fingers. Then, placing a hand over his chest, he said, “How ‘bout my soul, mate?”

Danny turned to him, eyes narrowing slightly before his lips curled in distaste. “Ew. No one wants your broken, old soul, Constantine.”

The League collectively inhaled sharply. Superman coughed to cover a chuckle. Batman’s lips twitched ever so slightly. Zatanna stifled a snicker behind her gloved hand. Constantine, looking slightly offended, scoffed and took a drag of a new cigarette. “Well, can’t blame a bloke for tryin’.”

Wonder Woman, arms crossed, took a step forward. “Then tell us, Ghost King, what is it that you desire?”

Danny crossed his arms, looking at them all appraisingly. Then, with a small smirk, he said, “Honestly? I just want some good homemade sweets. Best you can find.”

Silence stretched between them as the request sank in. Then—

“I know just the thing,” Superman said immediately, a fond smile spreading across his face as he thought of Ma Kent’s famous homemade pies.

Batman hummed. “Alfred’s cookies.” His tone was decisive, as if it were an undeniable fact that they were superior.

Superman’s gaze sharpened. “You think your butler’s cookies can top my mom’s pies?”

Batman turned his head just enough to meet Superman’s challenge. “Yes.”

Danny, watching this unfold, raised a brow. “Wait—”

Flash grinned and clapped his hands together. “Oh-ho! This just got interesting.”

Wonder Woman smirked. “A contest of sweets, then?”

And just like that, the battle lines were drawn.

Superman wasted no time contacting his mother, explaining the situation with excitement in his voice. Meanwhile, Batman sent an encrypted message to Alfred, who replied with a simple: Understood. Commencing preparations.

Danny, who had just wanted some cookies or pie, now found himself at the center of an intergalactic baking war.

“Uh,” he started, watching as Superman and Batman prepared to bring their respective champions into the fray. “…This isn’t what I expected, but I’m not complaining.”

Constantine clapped him on the back. “Buckle up, kid. You just started the Bake-Off of the Century.”

And so, the great Bake War between Ma Kent and Alfred Pennyworth commenced, all for the favor of one very amused Ghost King.

Two days later, the Watchtower kitchen was in utter chaos.

Flash had somehow been appointed the official taste tester and was already on his fifth plate, buzzing with sugar-induced energy. Green Lantern had made a bet on Alfred and was wearing an apron that said Kiss the Cook, despite not actually doing any cooking.

Martian Manhunter was curiously sniffing a pecan pie, while Wonder Woman was critiquing Superman’s rolling technique. "Kal, you are treating that dough as if you were forging a sword. Relax. Let it breathe."

Batman, meanwhile, had an array of meticulously measured ingredients lined up in front of him. Alfred had given him explicit instructions, and Batman followed them with the precision of a man planning a high-stakes infiltration.

Danny was sprawled across a floating chair conjured from his own ectoplasmic energy, munching on a cookie from an early batch. “You guys do realize I could just declare both the winners, right?”

Superman shot him a look. “That’s not how this works.”

Batman nodded gravely. “There must be a victor.”

Danny snickered. "You guys are way too into this."

Constantine lit a cigarette and leaned against the counter, watching the madness unfold. “This might be the best thing I’ve ever seen.”

Alfred and Ma Kent, meanwhile, were exchanging polite but intense glances, silently acknowledging each other as true culinary warriors.

The Ghost King had spoken. The battle for baked good supremacy would rage on.

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my-mixed-up-reposts · 6 hours ago

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Random idea Sorta Maybe Blind

Clockwork has been teaching Danny how to do pretty much everything blind. why is unknown

Untill now

After a way too close call with his parents/GIW he almost got fully dissected! He decided to initiate plan 42 Stich wounds,Grab shit,and hall ass to Gotham. Gotham has enough ectoplasm for him to stay long term not nearly as much as Amity Park but it has enough

After one pain filled flight he arrives in a dungey bathroom in Gotham. He looks in the mirror and sees

What the fuck!?!?

Apparently even though Gotham has a decent amount of ectoplasm He didn't know he needed way more to look alive. He looks ill!?! his skin became three shades paler making his bruises and eyebags stand out more. his hair being way more wild than usual and fluffy-er? He somehow looks smaller and skinner than before, and his eyes

Oh ancients his eyes

There still blue but they're diluted they have that heavy milk quality to them and his pupils are permanently dilated. He can see but he looks like he can't

That's why Clockwork taught him how to do things blind so he can pretend to be blind! cuz there's no way people are going to believe that he can see!?!

He grabbed his bag packed and gifted from Sam, Tucker, and Jazz left the bathroom, clossed his eyes, and started to figure out what he should do.

Bruce's adoption sense seems to be tingling He wonders what that's about.

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my-mixed-up-reposts · 6 hours ago

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DPxDC prompt

Danny's family and friends are dead and as much as he wanted to he couldn't blame himself because he had nothing to to with there deaths.

Jack and Maddie died in a car accident; honestly, no one was surprised. The only surprise was that it took as long as it did for it to happen.

Jazz had gotten brain cancer, and it took her fast.

Tucker had a seizure in his sleep, and his parents woke up to him dead in his bed.

Sam was at a rally and tried to climb a monument, but she fell to her death. She had been told not to climb it, but in true Sam fashion, the more you tell her not to do it, the more she wants to.

Danny waited, but not one of them returned as a ghost clockwork simply confirmed it.

To avoid getting stuck with Vlad, Danny shuts down the portal and escapes into the ghost zone only to fall through another portal and landed on a table surrounded by people in costumes

Danny looks around at them. "Sorry, did I interrupt an adult slumber party or something?"

Batman was bored, really and truly bored. He already didn't care much for the Green Lanterns, but they called him in for a meeting that had nothing to do with Earth or any of their allies. Who cares that an alien pet species was defecating on one of the lantern asteroids. The fact that the poop was radioactive and toxic was beside the point. He would much rather be back in Gotham. But of course, none of this showed on his face because he is Batman.

Suddenly, all the alarms started to go off, as a Lazarus green portal opened above them and spit out a white-haired, green-eyed teenager in a hazmat suit.

"Who are you, and how did you get here?" Batman asks straight to the point

The boy looks at Batman with a grin that has way too many teeth. "Hi, I'm Danny. I fell through a portal. Who are you, and where am I?"

"I am Batman.."

"seriously isn't that a little on the nose "

"Hn. You are on the watch tower."

Danny nods his head. "Ok, how far away is that from Amity Park?"

Superman decided to cut in, "Is that on Earth?" Danny's duh look said it all: "I had to ask because you don't exactly scream human to me."

Danny then starts to float off the table and grins "Really... I had no idea what gave me away my hair my eyes my skin the fact that I don't have a pulse?"

Flash decides to speed in at that point "You don't have a pulse then how are you alive?"

"Who said I was?" Danny's eyes start to glow, and Batman notices the same look on his face that his children have when they are getting ready to play a prank. "Tell me, pajama boy, do you believe in ghost stories?"

Flash scoffs "Of course not there's no such thing as ghosts "

The lights start to flicker, the room darkens, and the temperature drops to the point that you can see your breath. Danny smiles, his face stretches, and his body starts forming inhuman shapes. "You best start believing in ghost stories... Cause you are in ONE!!!"

Batman smacks a hand over his face when he sees the horror on Flash's face. Whoever or what ever Danny is he is definitely a menace.

if any one wants to continue this they are more than welcome

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my-mixed-up-reposts · 4 days ago

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One Night (28)

Sota isn't the type to get caught up on his looks and it's not because he thinks he is the most attractive person, but because there's more to life than just that. It's a lesson he learned back when he was a kid and his sister got pulled down the well.

Honestly, he doesn't dwell on it.

But.

Why is he getting so many marriage proposals? Sota frowns as he looks for his mother. His plane arrived a little early, shocking he knows, so perhaps she hasn't pulled up yet? He glances at his watch and sighs. The bundle of letters may as well be burning a hole in his suitcase. A black Rolls-Royce stops next to him. The window rolls down and a man with white hair glances at him.

Sota's heart rate quickens. This man almost looks like Satoru-san, his nephew's father. He has admittedly starred at the new family pictures too many times trying to find fault, but so far there is none.

After what InuYasha did to his sister, Sota isn't too keen on the male population approaching his sister. Yeah, he's the youngest, but so what? He can be just as overprotective as an older brother.

"Sota? What are you doing? Get in the car, silly."

He blinks. "M-mom?" What the heck is she doing in such a fancy car and who is this guy driving her? Sis didn't mention anything about this. Oh, when he sees her, he is going to guilt trip her so hard. "Sorry!" Sota puts his suitcases in the trunk and then gets in the backseat. His eyes widen. There's a massage feature?

Hell yeah!

He hits the button and leans back with his eyes closed.

"Sota, this is Syouma, Koushi's grandfather."

Sota opens one eye and stares at his mom. There's an and in there somewhere. He clears his thought and opens his other eye. "And? Your boyfriend too?"

She blushes when she looks at Syouma. "Well—"

"I dislike that term," Syouma says, as he drives in the opposite direction of the shrine. "It makes our relationship sound so trivial." He grabs Himari's hand and lifts it to his mouth.

Sota watches the movement like a hawk. He isn't sure how to feel right now. His dad died not too long after he was born, and his mom spent all her time dedicated to raising him and Kagome. So, to see her flirting with Koushi's grandfather is...yeah, he's not sure how to feel about it.

"Syouma," Himari whispers. "Are you sure?"

"I knew the day we met." He kisses the back of her hand again and then strokes it with his thumb. "Besides Satoru and the grandchildren, you're the greatest thing that's ever happened to me."

Sota squints from the backseat. Okay, they clearly aren't going to the shrine, and they've clearly forgotten he's in the backseat. At least the seat massages feel amazing. He sighs. Yeah, that feels nice.

"So, when's the wedding?" He asks half-jokingly. As far as he knows, Mom hasn't been on a date or anything like that since Dad passed, so if she wants to cozy up with Koushi's grandfather, then he supports it.

And if he's gonna support Syouma, then he guesses he can support Satoru.

Sota chuckles. "Sorry, I just thought of all the S names in the family now."

Syouma catches Sota's gaze through the rear-view mirror. "We are celebrating Koushi's 100 days and celebrating Shippo tonight. I got you a gift back at the estate."

"A gift? For me?"

"You are Himari's son." His hand continues to stroke the back of Himari's hand. "I hope we can build a solid relationship as well. And as for your first question, as much as I would like to elope today, Satoru would throw a fit if we got married before him and Kagome."

"Oh! We should convince them to stay the night so Ito and I can take Kagome dress shopping or fabric shopping."

Sota shakes his head and crosses his arms. So, Sis hasn't been telling him everything in her so-called updates. Figures. At least he knows why they aren't going to the shrine and if he had known the party was tonight, then he would have picked up something extra special while he was overseas.

Oh well. At least he has something for Koushi and Shippo in his suitcase. He closes his eyes and enjoys the rest of the ride to this estate while his mom and Syouma continue to talk amongst themselves, wrapped in their own little bubble. Sota's lips quirk up into a ghost of a smile.

Hearing the happiness in his mom's voice was well worth the long flight back.

His first impression of the estate is, holy shit, this family is loaded! Who did Sis get knocked up by? What the hell?

His second impression is, these people are not normal. Not at all, but that's fine. He prefers it that way because his family isn't normal, and this explains some of the odd things that occurred when Kagome was pregnant with Koushi.

And his third impression is, this cannot be the room he gets to stay in while he's back in Japan. It's far bigger than a hotel room. Hell, it's bigger than his room at home. His favorite books are on the bookshelf next to the dresser. He sits on the bed and runs his palms over the sheets. What thread count is this? He is going to sleep so well tonight.

No, he should get up.

Sota glances at the bookshelf and then at the bed. Well, a read to decompress can't hurt. He selects a book at random and sits on the bed. Mom said he didn't need to get dressed up and no one would fault him for it since he just got off a long flight. Sota kicks his feet up and leans back against the wall with the book in hand.

He loses track of time, but it's fine. Kagome texted him earlier and said she wanted him to meet Satoru before the party begins.

"Sota!" Kagome yells, opening the door. Sota jumps from his spot on the bed. Kami, what happened to knocking? She could have called or sent a text saying she was at the estate. Kami, she nearly gave him a heart attack. He sets the book to the side and stands to greet his sister.

"Sis! Wow, you look amazing." He pulls back and looks her up and down before looking behind her. "Oh, hi. I'm Sota."

Satoru is as tall as Syouma. Sota isn't short by any means, but even he has to look up when greeting Satoru. Seriously, where did Sis find this guy?

"Yo!" Satoru greets. On his shoulders is Shippo, who ducks his head in tune with Satoru as they walk fully into the room. In his arms is Koushi. Sota smiles. It's been far too long since he's seen Koushi in person. "Satoru."

"I've heard a lot about you." Sota pulls away and wipes his hands on his pants. Wow! They look like a family of royalty with their traditional clothes on. "Hey, before we get sidetracked, there's something that's been bothering me."

"Bothering you?"

Sota hums. He walks over to the closet where he placed his suitcases and pulls out the one with the letters. "Yeah, it didn't make much sense at first, but now that I'm here, I think I have a better idea as to why..." He pulls out the bundle of letters and drops them on the bed. "I've been getting a bunch of marriage proposals from women and families I've never heard of."

Satoru sighs in exasperation.

"What?" Kagome's brows pinch together. Her bangs are swept to the side with her hair up in some intricate style. She picks up the bundle of letters and opens a few. Her face turns a light shade of red.

Oh boy.

"It's not that big of a deal," Sota says, trying to de-escalate the situation. No one should be on the receiving end of his sister's anger, with the exception of InuYasha, but he's on Sota's shit list. "Really. I've just been ignoring them."

"That old man tried to marry me and my siblings off," Shippo says. "Papa got really mad."

"Satoru?"

"Ah, I was going to tell you after the party. Didn't want to ruin the mood." Satoru readjusts Koushi in his arms. If Kagome hadn't mentioned about Satoru's eyes being sensitive, Sota would have thought him a bit rude to have sunglasses on inside.

Does that mean Koushi will need glasses too? Kagome said Koushi has the same eyes as his father.

Kagome crosses her arms and gives Satoru the universal, this conversation is not over look.

Sota winces. He wasn't trying to get anyone in trouble. Though, upon further inspection, Satoru's ears are red and Shippo has a look of utter exasperation on his face. Maybe he did his future brother-in-law a favor?

"So," Sota says, to break up the tension. "What about this party? Is it starting?"

Kagome gives Satoru one more look before turning her attention to Sota. "Yes, I just thought it would be good to introduce you two before we head out. There may be people with ulterior motives talking to you tonight." She sets the letters down with the others and motions to them. "Like this."

"Right, but why are they hammering to get me into their families?"

"Because the other clans are trying to replicate Koushi," Satoru says. "Not sure how much Kagome told you, but Koushi has the six eyes and limitless, which is the Gojo clan's most prized technique. Megumi is here, which you meet him when we head out to get the party going. He's my student and I've taken care of him since he's a kid. His last name is Fushiguro, but he's got Zenin blood. Megumi has the ten shadows technique, the Zenin clan's most prized technique. Until Koushi, there's only been one person in the big three clans with the family cursed technique."

Sota swallows. That's a lot of information being thrown his way at once. He nods his head as he processes what Satoru is saying. "So, they think because I'm Kagome's brother, that I might give them that edge?" He blows out a breath and shakes his head. "I've got some abilities, but Sis is Sis. Sounds like these people are setting themselves up for disappointment."

"Huh. You said something similar when I first mentioned this," Satoru says to Kagome.

"I wasn't bragging when I said it."

"Well, that's a shame. I love it when you brag."

"Oh no," Sota interrupts. "Please don't tell me you two are like how Mom and Syouma are."

"What?" Kagome and Satoru say.

"Uh? Get caught up in their bubble? They're together..." Sota presses his lips together and hums. Well, guess that was a secret? They sure didn't act like it was a secret. "You know, let's go out to the party? I'm sure Gramps is putting on a show right about now." He ushers them out of the room. "Just curious. Is there something wrong with the house? Gramps said he's been staying here too."

"Oh, Koushi shot a red at his uncle for waking him up," Satoru quips.

"I don't..."

"It's a curse technique," Kagome fills in. "Like a blast, so Ryu went flying through the kitchen wall and now it has to be repaired."

"Ah." Sota rubs the back of his head. He glances at the floor for a moment and then at Shippo's back. Sota blinks. Satoru's hand slides down from resting on Kagome's back to cup her butt.

Ew.

He closes his eyes and grimaces. As happy as he is that his sister is happy... ew. Kagome didn't even react, so it must be the norm for them. Sota opens his eyes and glances at the wall. Well, this guy is more affectionate than InuYasha was.

As soon as they get into the main hall, or at least Sota assumes it is the main hall because the space is far too vast to be anything but a place for holding parties, he makes a beeline for Gramps.

"And then I held up my sutra, and I told that demon to be gone," Gramps says with a crackle. "It only took a flick of the wrist to get rid of it."

"YOU DID THAT SHIT," some man says, slapping Gramps on the back. "MAN, HE TOOK OUT THAT CURSE LIKE THIS." The man snaps his fingers.

Uhhh...

"Oh, Sota!" Gramps motions for him to come closer. "Ryu, this is Sota, my grandson. Sota, this is Ryu, Satoru's uncle."

"Hi—ack!" Sota winces. Did Ryu have to whack his shoulder that hard? Kami, the people here are insane. "It's nice to meet you," he wheezes out, taking a small step away from Ryu. Damn, that hurt.

"Oh, excuse me, your name is Sota?" Someone taps him on the shoulder.

He stares at the woman. Her hair is white with blue tips. Her eyes are a light purple, almost lavender. He blinks several times. Okay, is everyone here beautiful?

"Yes!" His ears burn. "Did you need something?"

She tucks her hair back. It falls just short of her cleavage. He mentally berates himself. Kagome and Satoru just went over why he's been getting marriage requests and now look at him, getting caught up in a pretty face. Though, there's something to be said about that low cut dress she is wearing.

He exhales.

"I was hoping for a dance." She ducks her head. "You can call me Emi."

"Emi," he tests the weight of her name on his tongue. "Perhaps later. Right now I want to catch up with my gramps." He smiles at her and turns back away, not bothering to see if she'll take the hint. Ryu and Gramps both look at him like he's stupid.

"She's a lower member of the clan," Ryu says after a moment, which Sota takes to mean that Emi is gone.

"Pretty sure she's just after one thing."

Unfortunately, Emi isn't the only woman to approach him. Sota finds himself spending half his time hiding from the single women at the party and trying to be present for Koushi and Shippo's moment. He rubs his temple and inhales the night air before resigning himself to joining the party once more. Maybe he's rejected all the ladies now, and it's safe to stay inside a little longer. He walks back into the party and comes to a stop. Shippo is on some kind of stage that definitely wasn't there before, with a microphone in his hand.

A kitsune trick?

"I just want to thank Papa for being a huge pervert when it comes to Mama," Shippo says.

Sota slaps his face and sighs into his palm.

"Because of you, I got the greatest little brother ever and while I can't wait to meet our baby brother or sister, please give Mama a break... and I still want a TV in my room." He drops the mic and strikes a pose.

What?

"WHAT!" Ryu and Syouma yell.

Satoru smiles and throws Shippo in the air. "Surprise!" he yells, catching Shippo and then throwing him back in the air. Shippo reaches into his pocket and throws something in the air. An explosion of flower petals falls on the stage and on Kagome and Koushi.

Sis is pregnant?

Sota glances to the side and stiffens. Oh no. The fire he thought he dimmed re-surges, and the rejected ladies look at him with an intensity strong enough to leave him paralyzed.

He should have stayed in America.

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A/N: I saw a request for a Sota POV. Hopefully, it didn't disappoint. Next chapter will be a Naoya POV since the boys are going to prank him.

My dog (husky) is due next Thursday, so if I miss any updates it's because I'll have a small pack of huskies in my house. I probably won't get much sleep. I feel like I'm the one nesting.

Take care of yourselves! Make sure to get plenty of rest and take your vitamins. And make sure to refill your well. There's a lot of bad stuff in the news, so try not to take in too much negativity for your own wellbeing. Next update will be Brat Tamer.

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Welp, since you gave the go sign, when and how did you start shipping Kagome and Gojo? And what inspired you to make your story?

Loool I'm glad to answer that, it's a very funny story to me actually.

Because when I started shipping them, I wasn't even in the JJK fandom. Like I hadn't read the manga and I hadn't seen the anime. I had one friend who was involved in the fandom and who'd talk to me about it, and I think I'd started seeing edits on TikTok. So I knew about Gojo's Vibe™ and I had a pretty clear, if not really defined, idea for the kind of person he was.

And yeah I was just lying in bed scrolling when I started to think about how Kagome is kinda THE character for crossovers and suddenly I had to get up and start pacing because I had the Vision of Kagome/Gojo and I was like oh wow oh wow oh wow. So as you do I looked them up on Tumblr and Ao3 and was delighted to find some stuff, and decided This Is My Ship Now.

(this is one of my favorite posts for the ship it's absolutely excellent)

So it was love at first sight for me, basically. I think there was something about the idea that Kagome could get through all of Gojo's barriers, literally and figuratively, that really spoke to me. Also, the fact that they're so similar in their roles and yet so different? Chef's kiss. Match made in heaven.

As for what inspired me for the alchemy, it's kinda convoluted. It wasn't the fic I'd planned on writing, and I actually had ideas for two other fics, one of which I'd started working on. I can talk about it in more detail elsewhere if you're interested or want a quick rundown, but the problem I ran into was that they required heavy plotting, and I was in the middle of a time-consuming internship without having read JJK at that point, so I couldn't devote my time and energy to that.

I still wanted to write though, so a low-effort, low-plot fic would have been fine. I came up with the idea for the alchemy in a roundabout way though. Shibuya is the focal point of the manga for me, so it came up a lot when I was thinking about fics.

But when I came up with the starting point for the alchemy, I was thinking about writing a Nanami/Kagome one-shot. Basically they're together without knowing of each other's powers, until Shibuya happens and Kagome, worried for her boyfriend, ventures in. Obviously, she saves him (either from Mahito or by busting everyone out of Dagon's domain expansion).

The problem was that after that, she'd, again, obviously, go on to unseal Gojo. And then we ran into an issue, which was that I realized that the moment she met Gojo, it'd be over for her and Nanami.

Now that is just in my mind and everyone is free to feel and write about them however they want lol. But for me, I realized that the instant, mutual fascination between Gojo and Kagome would be so strong and so intense that they would just gravitate towards each other. Kagome wouldn't necessarily realize what was happening right away, but Nanami would. It would just have been sad, and not what I wanted to write.

(I could come up with another Nanami/Kagome story where that wouldn't be an issue mayyyybe but in those circumstances, there just wasn't a way out for them I'm afraid)

(actually it is angst I could get behind, but at that point I didn't want to write it) (no actual cheating involved, but Kagome would fall in love with Gojo while still with Nanami, and he wouldn't be able to do anything to stop it from happening despite knowing it's happening and seeing it unfold) (he'd think he should leave her but wouldn't be able to bring himself to do it and eventually she'd be the one to go) (I think Gojo would never make the first move in those circumstances)

Buuuut the idea of Kagome coming in the Jujutsu world via Shibuya did stick with me. It started out as just a one-shot, ending where chapter one ends basically, and then I got attached, which I should have seen coming tbh, and now here we are lol.

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