#inthememetime

[inthememetime]

An AU in which a young adult Danny inherits a branch of FentonWorks located on Gotham, he does some work as a Ghost hunter, as Phantom, and as the illusive Ghost King.

Then one day he get an odd request; He, Daniel Fenton, is hired to protect the hero Phantom, himself, from the evil ghost king, also himself, at the request of the Justice League.

🤣 I fucking love you, anon. I would credit you if I could. I'm calling this: Fenton, King of the Scams

Due to length, I'm splitting this bad boi in two.

Danny got into the 'family business' mostly due to a lack of other options. Anywhere that would do blood or physical tests would spot he wasn't completely human pretty quick. But, despite working in FentonWorks, he gained a reputation both from ghosts and humans as an extremely fair arbitrator.

He won't destroy your property- unless absolutely necessary- but he WILL sit down with you and the ghost bothering you and figure it out. 90% of the time, the ghost just can't get to the GZ, or needs to talk to a friend/family member one last time. Sure, you're out $25/hour, but the problems are almost always solved without bloodshed.

He's even worked with Constantine a few times! Nobody knows why, but ghosts really seem to respect him. And the JL respects him as well.

News, however, moves slowly in some parts and quickly in others from one side of the veil to the other. The JL knows, now, the Ghost King is up and around permanently. (True)

They know that, historically, the GK is evil. (True- with Pariah. Most of the others were good. There's a reason the former kings kept their names, and Pariah's was changed to...well...Pariah)

And they know Pariah Dark hates mediums and living humans. (True!)

They do not, however, know that the Ghost King has changed; The King of the Damned, Lord of Screams is an unknown, although he does admit- having his Title reflect his ghostly wail means it's a little bit ominous.

Phantom, meanwhile, is known as a superhero- albeit a dead one. He works with the Bats, the JL, and YJL willingly.

No one has, as of yet, connected patient (albeit snarky), careful Danny Fenton with aggressive, often asshole-ish Phantom. Fewer still- outside of Amity Park- have connected Phantom to the Ghost King of the Damned. Or, more commonly in Amity Park- King Phantom.

Danny found this out on a normal Tuesday evening.

"Phantom!" Batman called, and the ghost stopped to hover nearby.

"Hey tall, dark, and furry! What's shakin'?"

Batman scowled. (Victory!) "Phantom, the Justice League has a long-term contract for you."

"Ooh! What is it?"

Batman handed him a folder. "Let me know tomorrow night- same time and place- if you can take it."

"You got it, bats! Good night, sleep tight, don't let the dead bugs bite!" He cackled as he flew away. "Dead bugs. Ooh that was a good one."

When he returned- not home, he knew there was a tracker (it had become somewhat of a game between him and the batfam. Loser bought BatBurgers)- he looked through it. And promptly laughed until he nearly cried.

-

The next day, he- as Fenton- went to the JL's Gotham station. "Hi, Leslie, I'd like to speak with- Batman probably isn't in yet. Constantine? Or someone involved on order 7 GH-1800B?"

The receptionist looked through- she couldn't see any details past level 2, but she could see who to direct him to for questions. "You're in luck, Danny! Batman, Constantine, Superman, Green Lantern, and Green Arrow are all on it. Superman's up top, just take the blue elevator and push the top floor button."

"Thanks!" It said something that he was here often enough to be friends with the staff. He'd never get over the beauty of space. Every time, as Fenton or Phantom, it took his breath away. The way the stars wheeled, the way he could hear them thanks to his obsession.

"Still beautiful, isn't it?" A voice asked. He jolted, then grinned apologetically at Superman.

"Sorry. I was supposed to be finding you, but- every time, it gets more beautiful."

He nodded. "I can understand that. How can I help you, Mr. Fenton?"

"Danny, please. I actually had some questions on this order protecting me from the Ghost King?"

"Sure. I know Phantom's not the most discrete hero," fair, but ouch, "but his power set is best able to combat ghosts."

"Oh, I know that- we worked together a lot, back in Illinois. I guess the question is- why from the Ghost King? The current one isn't bad. I'd say he's pretty good, myself."

Superman smiled a little pityingly. "I know you think the best of ghosts- and usually, you're right! But this guy- we've been looking at historical records, and he's a real piece of work."

"Oh, you mean Pariah Dark," he said, now understanding. Easy mistake.

-

"Exactly. So until we get a few ways to combat him, we'd like to keep our Ghost Expert safe and sound." An alarm blared before he could correct the Man of Steel. "I've got to go- just stay safe, ok, Danny?"

"But Pariah Dark is- aaand you're gone. Ok then."

Maybe it was time to come clean to the JL. Memories of being on a dissection table at a GIW base, turned in by someone he'd trusted, flooded him and he winced. Or he could make easy money protecting himself.

Yeah. That sounded good.

"Did you really have to drop the trackers in a pile of bat droppings at the zoo?"

"You found them! Hey, at least we know it works even if you're-"

"Phantom," he warned.

"In deep-"

"Don't."

"In deep shit."

Batman sighed heavily.

"I'll take it, by the way. I talked to Fenton, we worked together a lot, he's cool with it."

Batman rubbed his temples. "Thank you."

"Sure! Hey, can you even feel yourself through that material? Whoa, that came out wrong. I meant can you feel your head- oh, that's not better."

"Have a good night, Phantom."

"You too! Sorry for the innuendo! It'll probably happen again."

"At least you recognize that." Was that a smile? Double score!

---

"So how's this look?"

"Good, but do we really want to summon the Ghost King?"

"That's the only way we'll find out if this works- it's been months. We need to know if the weapons we've altered with hurt him."

The summoning began. It was a long, tedious affair; generally, if one knew a spirit's title, they could do a summoning in just a few minutes. But something like this? Constantine and Zantana agreed, it was some of their best work. The King wouldn't be able to escape this, and more importantly, would be unable to attack them.

After nearly half an hour, the two magic users plopped on the ground, sweating and exhausted. "Is...something supposed to be happening?" Asked the Flash.

"It didn't work. HOW didn't it work?!"

Superman cleared his throat. "Would it still work if you had the wrong name?"

Slowly, both magic users turned to him. "Explain," the magician hissed, and Constantine pulled out a cigarette.

Superman cleared his throat. "Well. What if Pariah Dark isn't a title, but a name?"

Constantine closed his eyes. "Fuck this. Alright, Supes, what happened?"

"Well- Mr. Fen- ah, Danny came by to ask about the order of protection. He said the Ghost King was an okay guy, and then asked if I 'meant Pariah Dark'. So would that affect it?"

Constantine rose, left the room, and screamed. After a moment, he returned. "Somebody call Fenton, please. We need a nap."

"And a beer!"

"Two beers. Each."

-

"Oh, hey, Wonder Woman. How are you doing? Did your curator friend find another haunted artifact?"

"Well, thank you. And yourself?"

"Pretty good, thanks!"

She smiled. "Good. She does have a few leads, but nothing solid yet. I was wondering if you could tell me about a few ghosts?"

He nodded. "Sure, sure. Want something to drink?"

"Whatever you're having is fine," she replied easily, and sat on his creaky old couch.

He sat across from her and passed over a mug of hot cocoa. "So, who can I tell you about?"

"Let's start with Pariah Dark."

He made a curious noise. "You know, Supes asked me about him a few days ago, but ran off before I could say anything. Are you looking for his powers, history, or?"

"Is Pariah Dark a name or a title?" She asked.

"Bit of both. He became king a few thousand years ago, but was just the worst. When he was stopped the first time, ghosts stopped using his real name, and replaced anything with his name on it with Pariah. Dark was his real last name, though."

She frowned. "The first time? He is no longer the King?"

"About...eh, a thousand years ago, give or take a few centuries, the Ancients got together and sealed him to stop him from destroying the world. Nobody could win head-on, though, so he was king in name. Then, a few years back, he was released, and decided to do the whole destroy the world thing again," he said.

"But the current King didn't want the world to be destroyed, so he, Phantom, and other ghosts held him at bay long enough for him to challenge and win in single combat, then become king. Like I told Superman, though, he's a good guy."

"And do you know this new King's name?"

Oh. Shit. "We're allies, and it's incredibly unwise to share information like that about him," although technically, they already knew it, "but I can tell you that he's known as the King of the Damned, and he's very human friendly, minus a few crazies."

There. They'd be able to summon him with an incomplete title, but bindings wouldn't work without at least part of his name and his full title. It was why beings like Clockwork went by 'Master of Time', or Clockwork instead of their true name.

Wonder Woman's gaze sharpened- she'd caught onto the half truth. Luckily for him, her emergency communicator beeped before she could get out her lasso. Hooo boy. Maybe he needed to lay low in the GZ for a bit.

-

"Phantom, where is Fenton? The person you were asked to guard?" Batman asked.

The other side of the communicator was silent. "Phantom, respond." Silence. Batman turned to Constantine. "Any luck?"

He shook his head. "Turns out he didn't give us a true name. I keep getting images of his female counterpart in Illinois or a weird thermos, most of the time," he said. He sighed deeply. "The rest of the time, there's a ghost way scarier than Phantom in a crown."

"It's my fault," the Amazonian princess said quietly. "I kept pressing about Pariah Dark and the new King. Fenton warned me sharing information about the current Ghost King was unwise- I should've known even speaking about him could get Fenton in trouble. And if Phantom swore to you to protect Fenton, well."

"Hey, you didn't know the guy had a werewolf with portal powers that would just kidnap him," the Flash offered. "Who could? It's nuts."

"I think we only have one choice," Superman said warily, "and I don't like it." Superman had an understandable nervousness of ghosts- they were one of the only things that could reliably harm him without kryptonite.

"Neither do I. But l'll see if Zatanna is free."

In the secretary's desk, who'd had to leave early a week ago and was still in the hospital, was a note from one Daniel J. Fenton. It said, in general, that he was sorry he had to leave abruptly, but he would be perfectly safe with Phantom as an honored guest at the Ghost King's court for the next month.

The interim receptionist incorrectly noted this as junk mail, or perhaps a bit of fanfiction, and let it alone.

-

There was a painful tug in Danny's gut, and he groaned. "My liege?" Fright Knight asked.

"My apologies, I'm being summoned to the mortal realm," he said, then cocked his head to the side. "As King, not Phantom. Hmm. I'll see you all as soon as I can."

"We understand," said Queen Dora, and Danny took his true form.

Phantom looked like a young man, albeit with white hair, big eyes- basically, as friendly as he could while still being taken seriously. His true form was a little more...eldritch. He didn't actually have feet like this, just a long, black tail. His entire body, really, was that of a massive black serpent made out of static- if serpents had four arms with sharp claws, if their coils randomply dissipated into green and black smoke before remaking, and-

Ok. He looked...nothing like a serpent. Danny did, however, have to admit, the black crown, burning in ectoplasmic fire that matched the curling green horns and solid green eyes did make a pretty cool accessory for summonings.

Danny liked summonings- sometimes. More accurately, he liked fucking with people. And this would be a perfect- wait, was that Constantine?

-

At first, John thought it another dud. Nothing appeared in the circle. "Is it just me, or is the temp dropping in here?" The Flash asked.

Batman grunted- as good a yes as they'd get.

"King of the Damned, you have been summoned to this place. Show yourself!"

Constantine, a moment later, wished he hadn't spoken. It was impossible to keep track of the monster before them- its' body kept shifting and changing. One moment, static. The next, a clear view of the milky way. The next, stars he'd never seen before and that no mortal was meant to.

"Y̷o̵u̶'̸l̸l̴ ̴f̴i̴n̸d̶ ̵i̶t̴ ̸e̴a̵s̴i̸e̷r̷ ̵t̸o̶ ̷f̷o̶c̴u̷s̷ ̶o̵n̴ ̸m̶y̵ ̸f̴a̸c̶e̶,̵" said the King, kindly enough. Superman covered his ears and winced.

He- it? Danny'd always referred to it as a he. He was right. Somehow, the massive, green glowing maw filled with giant teeth and solid, unblinking eyes below fiery white hair and massive horns was easier to focus on. He hurriedly looked away from the horns, which were changing shape and size as quick as the rest of him.

"Right. We're looking for a missing persons- two, actually," he said. "Do you know where Danny Fenton and the spirit known as Phantom are?"

Did he know- Danny couldn't help the laugh. "O̷f̴ ̴c̷o̶u̴r̷s̶e̵!̷ ̷T̴h̴e̸y̷ ̴l̵e̵f̸t̴ ̴a̶ ̴n̷o̷t̷e̶ ̸f̷o̵r̴ ̸y̵o̸u̸,̸ ̶r̶e̴m̷e̶m̵b̵e̸r̴?̶"

Batman spoke. "We received no notes."

The King frowned. "L̵e̶s̵l̷i̴e̸ ̷d̵i̸d̸n̶'̶t̶ ̷g̵e̶t̶ ̵i̸t̷ ̶t̷o̴ ̷y̴o̵u̴?̷ ̶F̶e̶n̶t̴o̴n̶ ̸s̵a̷i̶d̵ ̶h̸e̸ ̸l̴e̶f̷t̷ ̷i̸t̴ ̵w̴i̴t̵h̵ ̵a̶ ̸m̵o̷r̸t̴a̴l̵ ̷b̸y̵ ̶t̴h̸a̶t̷ ̵n̶a̵m̷e̴.̶" He tacked on the 'mortal' at the last moment. Man, it was hard to be yourself while playing like you weren't yourself, while acting like you knew yourself a little.

Flash jumped up, and less than a second later, cleared his throat sheepishly. "So, uh. Honored guests at your court?"

He nodded.

"Can we talk to them? One or both?"

[popcultureleftovers2]

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[blueberryrock]

SCIENCE!

(From this)

What color would i be 👀??

[impyssadobsessions]

A Marvel × Danny Phantom AU where Danny, deciding to get out of Amity Park after Jazz also leaves to escape their Parents' expectations that they'd follow the Fenton profession, gets a job as an Intern at Stark Industries.

Danny, who had spent years hiding his actual intelligence and skills, accidentally hits it off with Tony as they bounce ideas off of each other while Sanny tales the time to dumb things down for Pepper and Happy if asked. This results in Danny going from Intern to Tony's Assistant/Translator/Handler, then the events of the Iron Man Movie occurs and Dsnny is dragged back into the Hero scene but with Team Stark at his back.

Danny is still the Ghost King, Vlad is preoccupied being married (using IntheMemeTime's Vlad×Harriet pairing here) and a new father to bother the 'Little Badger', his Parents are in the Dark and Jazz is happy for her brother as she works with her current client one Frank Castle to deal with his trauma with a little Ghost Zone help.

Ooo I like this a lot~ I remember reading this when I first got this. Imsosrry for how long it took LOL life. But I always like the concept of Danny hitting it off with Tony and tony like this kid's a genius! Instantly boost him up, because he wants to work with this guy.

[shroudthecursedone]

Old Man Todd...

@inthememetime @gilbirda

[msgeekstyle]

Rules: no cheating! You're starring in a movie with the last person you saved in your camera roll. The last song you've listened to is the title. Who/what is it?

Tagged by @beauty-of-nyx, sorry for taking so long, tumblr ate the notification

Neither of these should surprise anyone tbh

...idk if I'd survive that tbh

tagging @thranduilland @my-brain-needs-a-spring-cleaning @inthememetime @maglorslostsilmaril and everyone who wants to participate!

[tumbling-darkling]

I was tagged by @evandarya and @ashoutinthedarkness

Copy the last sentence that you wrote in your latest WIP, and tag as many people as there are words:

Two tone was still only using his ice for defense, but it was literally being chipped away as the pair tried to avoid inhaling too deeply.

Bro I have to tag 26 people?? Rip. To me and those people here we go:

@lucifer-is-a-bag-of-dicks @captain-krow-drozdov @the-stove-is-on-fire @tourettesdog @mortiferumsomnum @apricotti @pinkbowsandprettyprose @sprog-writes @liminalhollow @im-totally-not-an-alien @im-totally-not-an-alien-2 @oifaaa @inthememetime

Good enough sorry if y’all have been tagged before!

Wonder if y’all know which fic this is (it is a multi chapter one on ao3)

[madcat-the-mad-cat]

Hi! This is a fun little RP/Ask/Submission blog. Ask Maddie the cat anything- particularly about the ghosts and Vlad that live in her house.

Oh, Vlad may think he owns the cat- but Maddie disagrees. I'll also accept writing prompts, but they'll be posted on my AO3 or main Tumblr @inthememetime .

(I'll try to keep this blog Maddie the Cat, DP, or cat themed, but might not be able to all the time.)

Come ask Madcat things or submit stuff for Madcat to react to!

[solarishashernoseinabook]

[Image ID: A bingo card entitled "Fic Writer Bingo". The first row reads "gets on my knees and apologizes to anyone who speaks [Language]"; "no beta we die like men"; "a title in lowercase (and then some)"; "still has to copy paste the code for embedding a link"; and "ANGST". "gets on my knees and apologizes to anyone who speaks [Language]" and "ANGST" are marked. The second row reads "this pairing will never be canon but by god I will not cease"; "hozier song lyric title"; "do not and will not understand what work skins are"; "soulmate AU"; and "could not write smut to save their lives". "this pairing will never be canon but by god I will not cease" and "could not write smut to save their lives" are marked. The third row reads "learned html because of writing fic"; "küdos? cømment?"; "FREE SPACE"; "i'm filling this out instead of working on a WIP"; and "Chapters: [49/?]". every square is marked. The fourth row reads "without my beta this would be unreadable"; "Updated: 2012-02-01"; "no plot brain empty"; "has written smut and has no fear"; and "[Updates chapter] [instantly checks inbox]". "without my beta this would be unreadable" and "Updated: 2012-02-01" are marked. The fifth row reads "Tooth-rotting fluff"; "what do you mean *I* have to write the next chapter?"; "schedule schmedule"; "gratuitous googling"; and "nonexistent understanding of medicine". Everything except the last are marked. /end]

Not technically tagged by anyone but @inthememetime said it was open to anyone who wanted to!

holy crap A DOUBLE BINGO :O i am SHOOK

anyway my greatest apologies to Irish speakers for what I do to your lovely language when writing The Royal Ranger, as well as apologies for the schedule slippage <3

Tagging @hessystuff, @ranger-melany, @rangerangel, @aseikh, and anyone else who wants to do it! clean bingo and an image description for it are below the cut <3

[Image ID: A bingo card entitled "Fic Writer Bingo". The first row reads "gets on my knees and apologizes to anyone who speaks [Language]"; "no beta we die like men"; "a title in lowercase (and then some)"; "still has to copy paste the code for embedding a link"; and "ANGST". The second row reads "this pairing will never be canon but by god I will not cease"; "hozier song lyric title"; "do not and will not understand what work skins are"; "soulmate AU"; and "could not write smut to save their lives". The third row reads "learned html because of writing fic"; "küdos? cømment?"; "FREE SPACE"; "i'm filling this out instead of working on a WIP"; and "Chapters: [49/?]". The fourth row reads "without my beta this would be unreadable"; "Updated: 2012-02-01"; "no plot brain empty"; "has written smut and has no fear"; and "[Updates chapter] [instantly checks inbox]". The fifth row reads "Tooth-rotting fluff"; "what do you mean I have to write the next chapter?"; "schedule schmedule"; "gratuitous googling"; and "nonexistent understanding of medicine". /end]

[vladmastersask]

Asks and submissions are open! My main blog is @inthememetime, which is where you can find my general stuff and fanfics.

Ask me anything, and I'll answer as Vlad! This is also an rp blog. No pompus pep, sorry.

[lordoftherazzles]

For the writer ask game, 9 and 20?

Oh! These are some good ones!! Also, your username is AMAZING. I love it!

9. Have you ever made yourself laugh with something you’ve written?

ABSOLUTELY. I like to think myself as a comedic genius - except...I'm not. Two of the most recent pieces that have literally made me "laugh out loud" while writing...

In "MYFBB", Chapter 5, there is a scene where Lobelia is harassing Bilbo and Roac saves the day by practically chasing Lobelia away from Bag End, as well as defying Thorin's orders to "not talk" to Bilbo. Just deliver his letter and leave. Oh, Roac, my beloved!

In "DH" the entire part of "Be Our Guest" had me wheezing while trying to swap around some of the words to better suit the dwarven setting. Good lord, I've never cried so hard trying to write something because I was laughing too hard. I told myself I would not do songs for that fic, and yet...here we are. Bofur deserved it.

20. Do you prefer to edit as you go, or once the piece is finished?

Typically I wait until a piece is done. If I see something that's super obvious as I'm writing I'll fix it, but usually I wait until the one shot or chapter is completely finished before I start my editing process. Typically I do a readthrough to make sure it's how I want it, and then do the actual grammar and spelling editing.

Send more “writer asks” my way!

[inthememetime]

There are plenty of posts where Justice League and Constantine sees Danny's Ghost King Form in all of its Eldritchy glory, from on being Lightning Based to one being compared to an event horizon, as he takes down the ghost that was giving the League problems and it basically freaks them out.

So when I stumbled upon this picture

I knew that this could be an excellent form worthy of a King if it was tweaked to fit Danny with ghostly elements, and maybe ice themes sprinkled with something Space related.

Like Vortex or Undergrowth is giving the League trouble, then this thing straight out of the Old Testament shows up, takes down the Ghost, and turns back to Danny who didn't know he just melted the League's brains.

Or, maybe during The Legion of Doom / The Light tries to summon the Ghost King for power/ take over the world, and Danny comes along looking like that and scares everyone there shitless.

How do you think that will go down?

I have had this in my drafts for So Very Long... Im sorry!!!

Holy *^$π, Batman!™

I LOVE the image, and 100% agree, it's an awesome base to work off with Danny.

I think it would be hilarious. Matter of fact, I wrote a fic about it. 😁 If you have an AO3, let me know and I'll gift it to you.

Ao3 here

Be Not Afraid- or Whatever

Summary: The weather god- though Constantine swore it was 'just' a ghost- had pinned down the entire Justice League. While they'd managed to trap Vortex in a two square mile area and evacuate civilians, and even arrested the cult responsible, they in turn were trapped in a small warehouse, protected only by the blood blossom spray and salt circle Constantine made.

With no way to fight it, they had only one choice: summon another ghost. Enter Ghost King Danny Phantom, stage right.

    Rain, wind, and hail pounded heavily against the metal roof and walls of the tiny back office of a warehouse. 

    Earlier today- just this morning, in fact- it had been a bright and warm summer day. The Flash flinched as a piece of hail broke through a window. Constantine didn't flinch, intent on his task. Superman was still unconscious, Batman picking out shards of kryptonite from a bullet that had hit its mark too well. 

    It was silent but for the occasional pained gasp from their Kryptonian friend, and Constantine's low mutters in what sounded like Ancient Latin to Barry's untrained ears. 

    Thunder roared, and the single lightbulb went out. Wordlessly, Batman cracked a pair of glowsticks, passing one to him so he could hold it up for Constantine. Clark groaned quietly. 

    A cult of summoners swearing fealty to Vortex, Lord of Storms, seemed easy enough to stop; Batman made the plan and coordinated with everyone. He and Superman rescued hostages and dock workers alike as Batman and Constantine took down the cult. 

    It was supposed to be easy. Simple. It was anything but. 

    The smell of the weird floral spray Constantine used- Blood Blossoms, the magic user had said- was beginning to fade. A drop of sweat fell down Constantine's face. His lips were pressed tight, white against the odd pallor of his face. 

    "John," Barry whispered, "how much longer?"

    Another window broke. Batman swore quietly. "Good news is, we've got the blood sacrifice ready," he joked under his breath. He winced then, and pressed his hand against the bandage on his arm. 

    It had bled through again, but the others were needed for Clark. In a rare event, the alien was the most injured on the team. 

    The cultists had purchased bullets laced with kryptonite from somewhere, which didn't hurt Constantine any more than a regular one. The same couldn't be said for Clark. 

    The magic-user hesitated until water started to bubble underneath the door, threatening the complicated circle of chalk and blood. He spoke, and this time it wasn't in Latin. Barry couldn't recognize it. 

    The temperature began to drop further while the air around the man began to shimmer, almost. Ozone gathered in the air, and the darkness increased until he couldn't see anything. Even the glowstick was a pinprick of light so tiny he couldn't be sure it was real. 

    A low rumble sounded and a radioactive green pool started to open. One massive clawed hand grabbed the edge. Constantine's voice cracked- but didn't stop. Another hand pulled out, and another, folowed by one more. 

    They were white as snow up to the wrists. One massive wing shot up, far too big for the office, followed by another, both black as night and covered with starry patterns. The next thing Barry made out was a crown of twisted black iron and glittering jewels, wreathed in green flame, atop two large horns, blue like sea ice. 

    The figure continued to rise as John spoke, revealing a second, then third set of wings and a mane of white hair which flowed in a wind he couldn't feel. Four sets of eyes opened, some solid green and glowing, some pitch black, some solid white, and the last a myriad of colors. 

    The thing's face was almost tan, almost the color of mortal flesh, but green scars like lightning bolts marred it. A thud alerted him of one massive foot, then another, both white and clawed. 

    The rest of its body except a shining white D was black as the void. When it opened its mouth, he had to look away, unsure if he feared or loved it, found it beautiful or terrifying. 

    Abruptly, the light from the sticks was back. He didn't dare look at Clark or Batman to see how they were doing; every instinct said he was in front of a predator, and showing the weak of the herd would be a death sentence. 

    Finally, Constantine fell silent. 

    "What's up? Kind of a weird place for a summons, you know," it said, and Barry swallowed. It sounded like a child, an old man, a windstorm, the shriek of a blizzard, the thunder of roaring waves all at once. 

    "I have summoned you, King of Ghosts, to take your servant back to your realm," Constantine managed, voice only wavering a little. 

    It leaned forward. "And the price?"

    The thing sounded almost teasing. Amused. 

    "What would you ask of us?"

    "Autographs," it immediately said. "From Martian Manhunter, Superman, Cyborg, and Wonder Woman."

    Wait. What?

    "I'm a big fan," it added. 

    "Should all of us survive today, we will do so," he agreed. 

    "Sweet. Gimme like 5 minutes. Maybe 10, Vortex is a bit of a bitch. Also, be not afraid or whatever. I'm one of the good guys."

    It was gone, then, and abruptly Barry sucked in a breath. Sounds of a fierce battle echoed from outside for several minutes before the storm abruptly stopped. 

    Slightly singed, the Ghost King returned. "Hey, does Supes over there need a doctor? I know a good one in the GZ."

    He swallowed. Batman cleared his throat. "We only need to get the kryptonite out of him, he'll be fine."

    "Okay!" It chirped, then reached over and, without so much as ruffling the suit, reached into the alien and pulled out a small handful of shards. "I'll be back in a few weeks for those autographs- I'd say tomorrow, but time is weird. Bye, guys!"

    "Wait- can I ask for a way to contact you? If you'd be willing to help in the future," Constantine asked. 

    "Yeah, sure. My Chirper handle is @realdeadguy, all lowercase, no punctuation," he said, "and you can call me Phantom if you want."

    -

    "Guys!"

    Sam groaned and Tucker covered his face with a pillow. 

    "Dude, we know you just got back from a summons, but it's 3 am."

    Danny rocked back and forth, wings twitching. "I met the Justice League! They're so cool! Batman was there! Batman!!!"

    "I thought you were all about Su-"

    "And I saved Superman's life, isn't that awesome?! I kept the kryptonite, look, real-life rock from space!"

    "Rocks aren't alive, Danny," Sam muttered. Then, a second later, "wait, what?! You met the Justice League? Was Wonder Woman there?"

    "No, but I asked for an autograph."

[popcultureleftovers2]

No thoughts. Just B-Katan #daddy #accidentaldad #babyyoda #starwarsmemes #starwars #themandalorian #thechild #grogu #dindjarin #theasset #thebounty #bokatankryze #bokatan #mandalore #inthememetime #memes #podcast #memes #podcast #popculture #pcl #popcultureleftovers #leftoverarmy #nocontextmemes https://www.instagram.com/p/CpRO3_hsx97/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[blueberryrock]

For the Husband/One Night Stand/Best Friend game:

Steven

Mark

Merry

Ooooh, i'll take Steven as a husband! He's so sweet and funny 🥺 ugh i love him! Merry would 100% be my best friend, we'd get along great together as i am also a chaotic person >:))) and don't get me wrong, Marc is a cool dude, but i think he's a little mean to be a husband for my tastes, but i still love him tho!!

[freakflagbyiana]

Hi yall, I'm still here and I will post some stuff soon. Just been dealing with filling out forms and whatnot. #inthememetime have this great #witchmeme stolen from @sistertemperancetarot 🏚 #hermitlife 4 ever 🖤 . #witchesofinstagram #witchmemes #hermit #inthewoods #isolation #socialisolation #socialdistancing #socialdistancingmeme #quarantinelife #quarantine2020 #witchmood #justsaynotopeople (at The Woods) https://www.instagram.com/p/B-QXemTlhOA/?igshid=ztuqn8b4dp30

[hotshotslafam]

Bagong love team na ba ito? Kissable cheeks daw si Pingris! #IntheMemeTime #ExperiencePBA Credit to @experiencepba https://www.instagram.com/p/B0qbrA7jc1o/?igshid=1ljkqlmdol9pk