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[maliciouscigarette]

The Bible says Tetris and Puyo Puyo, not these "DT-cannon" and "4-wide" abominations.

[wildbluesorbit]

Um- I would like to be excused from Jake lane now, please? 👁️ 👁️ 🙋🏻‍♀️

📸snappedbyshania

[wizfizz21]

So…

I’ve been getting into Warframe recently

And lemme just say…

GAUSS MY BELOVED I CAN’T WAIT TO CRAFT BOTH YOU AND YOUR PRIME VARIANT I WANNA GO FAST

[chiosblog]

Just how gay exactly is the formula 1??

I mean the more i get to know about it the more I'm becoming pretty sure is one of the gayest thing on earth

[bwoahtastic]

The way I didn't realise my phone sucked until I got an actual good one

[steampunker134]

Riding a train again and. Hoooooo boy. Ingo and Emmet knew what was up.

[kettouryuujin]

Bruh I posted these minutes ago… how did you already find them?

[triumphit]

𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐘 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀 𝐁𝐈𝐆 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓, and she thought they would just end by the end of last year. They'd both go off, separate lives, all that jazz, but no. It had been constant letters and visits and he had told her that he'd be back for an extra year. She knew Alicia, three years ago would have made a joke, a dig. She had listened to Fred and George make plenty on the Hogwarts Express. She didn't know how they were all going to react, seeing her, hand in hand with Marcus Flint. They were already getting looks of shock, looks of confusion and a few sneers. OH BRILLIANT - HAVEN'T EVEN GOT TO THE TERROR TWINS AND JORDON YET. Her grip tightened on his hand a little. ❛  No amount of Gryffindor or Firewhiskey bravery is preparing me for this, Marcus. My friends kinda think of you as a massive twat and WOOD, his going to flip a lid. He might even kick me off the team. It's going to be a bloodbath. ARE YOU SURE? 'cause we're already the only thing people in a four mile radius seem to be talking about. ❜ @trollblud

[bubaboos]

JUN BEST BOY

[depraced]

@softichill

Anti cat device

[notsolonedesert]

"Your tunes do not bring me joy, Calypso"

[is-not-a-bell]

Sleepy King

The Justice League Dark caught wind of a cult trying to summon the Ghost King. A being with power so terrible and great, that all of the chaotic Infinite Realms feared him. A true tyrant. Long ago it took the effort of ghosts equal to gods to seal him away into a permeant slumber.

And now this cult wishes to wake him and bring him to the living realm. It was a race against the clock to find the ritual site and all members were called on board, magic or not. Even Constantine looked stressed.

They did find the site.

But it was too late, the ritual was completed. The entire inner circle of runes glowed before being swallowed in a column of green light. The air filled with static and a ringing that made Supergirl crumble to the ground.

The light dissipated, but there was no great figure or being of pure evil. Instead there was a boy, a teenager. He laid on the ground curled up in his sleep. He was a ghost no doubt, dressed in regal clothing.

Despite this when he stirred, everyone froze. It seemed the cold hard ground woke him up. He got up slowly and yawned, revealing his sharp fangs. Once sat up he opened his bleary eyes to look around. He looked confused and tired, really tired.

"Where am I?" He mumbled. "I was trying to get some sleep." Constantine internally screaming, latches onto that last sentence. He glances over to Batman. He caught that last part too. Batman approaches calmly and crouches down in front of the boy king. Hardening his resolve, Batman takes on a gentle tone.

"Hey kiddo, sorry we woke you. Lets get you back to bed yeah?" The boy nodded in agreement. He pulled himself to his feet before looking around in a circle. "Where did my blanket go?" He asked rather sadly. Batman is quick to shed his own cape and drape it over him. "You can borrow my cape until we get you a new one." He nodded again, pulling the black fabric around himself.

John quickly summoned a portal door, while Batman led the King through it. John threw looks around at everyone. Everyone could tell he was mouthing the words. 'Find me a fucking blanket now'

Running on the logic of getting the king away from Earth, away from graves and the undead, that could give him power. The portal led to the Watch Tower.

Batman took advantage of the King's bleary state to send a base wide alert for all noncritical members to evacuate immediately. With a priority that death adjacent members leave first. "The stars are pretty." Bruce looked at the boy staring out the window in wonder. He almost looked like a normal kid, almost.

"Yeah they are, it's pretty late so we should get you back to bed." He nodded, going along with Batman's gentle coaxing.

He takes the boy to an unused bedroom. Making sure the room isn't dusty and that lights are dimmed. He glances back to see about a dozen different leaguers all holding blankets, one thought to bring extra pillows. The bed was pretty barren with only a single pillow and a thin bedsheet. So Bruce took a thick duvet, one of the fluffier blankets and a second pillow from his team before shooing them away.

The boy ended up keeping his cape, mumbling how it was warm. He tucked the boy in, before quietly exiting the room and turning off the light. He was pretty sure the King fell back to sleep before he even reached the light switch.

After the door shut, he made direct eye contact with John. "Constantine." They needed to figure out what the hell was going on.

[causetheturtle]

Very proud of Joel and what he has achieved but also we’ve got to give some major props to Gem for doing what no one else has been able to do and keeping that man away from his own self-destructive tendencies and his propensity towards insanity

[kuroiyuki96-art]

Warrior

[sonykatzen]

pretty boy