Annabeth: Name a more iconic duo than my crippling fear of abandonment and my need to prove myself, I’ll wait
Percy: You and me!
Annabeth, already crying: Okay
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I am never inclined to make fun of tumblr's cheesy attempts to make money and generally support them even if you consider them cringe. Websites need money to operate and tumblr needs to find a way to make money consistently or it will cease to exist. I do not want tumblr to cease to exist, and the most common alternative method of making money is to collect and sell all of our personal data, which I do not want either. Websites that can support themselves via people willing to spend $25 bucks to commit to a bit is a sign of a brighter and more sustainable version of the internet.
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Justice League & The Observants
The first time The Observants appeared before the Justice League, they were met with resistance. The JL was more than apprehensive when it came to working with the beings.
A new side of their world was exposed to them. Since the day those things showed up at the watchtower, everywhere the JL turned, there was a new spooky thing to learn about.
The strange beings didn't say much. Appearing in the room through a swirling portal, took a look at the heroes and gave them a mission.
A mission. Like suddenly the Justice League works for them. Something that rubbed all the heroes the wrong way.
Yet, they had to take it. They couldn't let a town get absolutely destroyed and leveled just because they disliked the creatures that told them about it.
It kept happening.
Batman pulls out all the stops to learn more about these so called "Observants". Everything he could find.
It takes him down a rabbit hole. Finding out more and more about the world those beings came from. The Zone.
No one could really complain. The visits from the Observants were always short and to the point. A new problem has arise in the time line and they needed to fix it.
That was until the first time it wasn't one of those things stepping out of the portal.
This time it was a kid. Or something that looked like a kid, and this kid looked pissed.
He demands to know everything that the Observants had asked the league to do. Demands to be filled in.
The anger isn't directed at the JL. No, no. It's directed at the Observants. It seems the league aren't the only ones that despise those all-seeing beings.
He's a king. The kid is a King.
Not what anyone had expected, and it seemed the complication only grew more. The king, Phantom, informs them not to trust the Observants.
The Justice League takes it all in surprising strides. Confirms that they have done nothing wrong, and they haven't. It was simply that the Observants cared more of their own opinions than the betterment of the world.
However, it gets a little harder to keep a straight face when they are introduced to the God of Time.
Made even worse when the God, Clockwork, is a child. If they thought Phantom was a kid, this was a baby.
Except in almost a blink of an eye, Clockwork was an old man.
Things just kept getting more complicating and intriguing.
Before the Justice League knows it. They are essentially thrusted into the Zone's own problems. An inner war was brewing, and Phantom wanted to do everything he could to stop it.
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Toji Fushiguro didn't discriminate, he didn't but a man can't help what he likes. And he prefers his woman big. He could be at a club, nursing a bit of vodka while two pretty little things hung onto his arms as they giggled and swooned at his short replies to their questions. His malachite eyes stray away from their pushed-up cleavage as a much bigger girl walks past, either shining bright with confidence or following behind their more active friend, and he is hooked.
"Yeah baby, take my cock f'r me pretty girl." Toji hissed, looking down at you with hooded eyes, his thick cock shoving down your throat each time you bobbed your head, your soft chubby cheeks stretched out, pools of saliva and pre-cum covered your neck, breast, and stomach in a pearl translucent shine in the nightlight of Tokyo city. His hand took hold of your hair and yanked your head back, giving you a chance to suck in much-needed air and Toji to truly appreciate the pudgy beauty before him. Toji licked his scar as he took in the swell of your round stomach, these juicy thighs, and your thick ass, slightly pushed out from kneeling on a pillow, fuck you were drowning the purple bed accessory in your dripping wetness, and oh, your breasts moved up and down with every breath. "Open up princess," Toji's tip smacked against your cheek, his pre-cum making a sticky mess. The moment you open your mouth, his dick pushed inside like it was home; he plunged it until your nose was buried in the black mass of hair before he thrust rapidly.
Toji throws back his head and closes his eyes, getting lost in the pleasure.
How he loved to be a big girl chaser and he was damn unashamed about it too.
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