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“How did you even hear about this? We’re not even in the same grade! It hasn’t even been a full day!” Clark asked, narrowing his eyes and staring at Lois with a mix of confusion and mild disbelief.
Lois grinned. “I’m a reporter,” she said proudly, striking a thumbs up with a playful wink. “My ears are always open for a juicy scoop...
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“Oi! Kool-Aid Man! Give me a second while I get this skyscraper of a bimbo off me!” Tony barked, voice muffled beneath the weight of Mount Lady sprawled across him.
Mount Lady groaned, shifting awkwardly as she tried to prop herself up. “Who the hell are you calling a bimbo, you little punk?! Don’t be so rude!”
“Well maybe ...
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“What—Why—How—Huh?” Peter whimpered, his voice cracking toward the end. His mouth opened and closed repeatedly, making him look like a fish out of water struggling to understand what was happening.
In front of him, Stan Lee stood with a nonchalant expression, holding out an ice cream cone in one hand. He gave Peter a small motion with h...
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Clark quietly stepped back into the classroom, carefully shutting the door behind him with a soft click. The sudden sound drew everyone's attention—conversations halted, pens froze mid-stroke, and even the teacher paused mid-sentence to glance his way.
But Clark didn’t react. He kept his gaze low, ignoring the curious stares and silent questi...
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"That was torture…" Arthur muttered as he staggered out of the classroom, his limbs heavy and posture slouched as though his very soul had decided it had endured enough and was trying to leave his body.
Lance followed behind, rubbing the back of his neck with a wry grin. "Well, I’d be lying if I said it wasn’t at least a little entertaining...
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The Batmobile screeched to a halt in the narrow alleyway beside a grimy ammunition store, its tires screeching against the cracked pavement. The sun had already begun its descent behind the towers of Gotham’s skyline, casting long shadows that draped over the alley cresting the scene of dusk. The air was thick with the scent of oil, metal, and faint cigar...
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As Lucian entered his classroom, he released a deep sigh. His desk, much to his dismay, was overflowing with an assortment of chocolates, candies, and colorful notes tucked between wrappers. A few of the girls in his class—many of whom he barely even spoke to—cast him bashful glances, some quickly looking away when he met their eyes. The familiar awkwar...
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Clark could feel the weight of everyone’s eyes bearing down on him. The tension in the room was thick enough to cut with a knife. Itsuki, who had been seated in front of him, slowly turned her entire body in her seat, staring at him with wide eyes full of disbelief and confusion.
Beside him, Komi simply gawked, her usually composed expression u...
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Harry just stared at Peter with a deadpan expression, his lips pressed into a thin line as he stood completely still.
Peter blinked and tilted his head, raising an eyebrow. “What?”
Harry sighed dramatically, wincing as he shifted his weight. “I’m in way too much pain to fully articulate how lame that last line was… Also, you ...
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“Twenty points taken from Gryffindor,” Snape sneered, his cold black eyes narrowing as he turned his attention directly toward Arthur. There was a glint of satisfaction in his gaze, a clear expectation that the boy would pale, perhaps stammer an apology, or at least show some regret. Maybe even a flicker of embarrassment under the weight of his housemat...
A/N: Nice
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The Batmobile screeched to a halt just a few feet from the cordoned-off crime scene, its matte black surface gleaming faintly under the overcast sky. Bright yellow caution tape fluttered in the breeze, encircling the area and effectively keeping back the crowd of curious civilians who had gathered beyond the barricade.
Before the car...
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6 months later…
Lucian stood within the vast training grounds nestled deep inside the Midnight Castle. Torches lining the walls flickered with blue flames, casting eerie shadows that danced across the floor. Opposite him stood Markus, clad in a sleeveless black shirt that clung to his form, revealing the light increase in his muscular build. Hi...
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Clark pinched the bridge of his nose as he massaged it slowly, his voice thoughtful as he asked, “I'm curious then... about this Gid you're talking about. The one who supposedly conquered the entire universe. Was there any sort of relationship between Krypton and Deviluke?”
Sol responded after a bit, his tone composed. “Yes, there was. From...
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The Titanium Man shifted midair with surprising agility, narrowly dodging the barrage of lightning crashing down from Melissa’s hammer. The streaks of electric energy sizzled through the sky, illuminating the air as they arced past him. The battle had spilled out of the mall and into the open air, and now they hovered over the cityl.
Without wa...
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"I'm sorry, Daddy… I—," Aria said somberly, her voice barely above a whisper. But Peter raised a hand and cut her off gently.
“It’s fine, Aria,” Peter said, his tone soft but firm. “None of this is your fault. You have absolutely nothing to apologize for.” He reached for his mask and pulled it back over his face. Though his features...
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Having spent the majority of the week exploring every corner of Hogwarts, both Arthur and Lance had gradually developed a small routine they decided to put into action early Friday morning. Their goal was to begin before anyone else woke up and well before their first class of the day with Professor Snape. The cool morning air greeted them as they met outsi...
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Location: Wayne Manor
Date: March 9th
Time: 3: 43 PM
Danny and Dick stepped out of the sleek black limo, offering Alfred their thanks for the ride with casual waves. The butler nodded respectfully before driving off, leaving the two teens standing at the base of Wayne Manor’s grand front steps. The air was still,...
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Markus stared down at his trembling hands, then to the rotting mattress before him, torn and stained by decay and moss. But it wasn’t the decay of the fabric that held his gaze — it was the darkness. A thick, seeping shadow that rose from his skin like smoke from burning coal. It curled and hissed as if alive, and as it danced across his fingertips, his...
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Tony and Melissa exchanged a quick glance, the kind that said everything without a word. Then, almost simultaneously, their eyes lifted toward the two massive armored figures hovering menacingly above the open ceiling of the shopping mall, their bulky frames casting long shadows.
“I call dibs on the red one,” Tony declared with a grin, his vo...
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The Vulture didn't seem to care that Peter was in the middle of a conversation or that he was actively planning a way to save him. None of it mattered. All that registered to the villain was his singular, relentless goal: to complete his mission, no matter the cost.
With a deep, guttural breath, the Vulture opened his mouth and unleashed a devast...
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Clark casually stepped off the roof of the shrine, descending slowly through the air as if gravity were merely a suggestion. His boots touched the ground with barely a sound, and he calmly made his way back inside the building, the warm glow of the interior lights welcoming him in from the growing night.
As he entered the main room, he noticed a ...
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Professor McGonagall’s class was well underway, and from the moment it began, she made her expectations abundantly clear: extensive note-taking was mandatory. She paced the front of the room with crisp authority, her chalk gliding across the blackboard with practiced precision as she outlined the theory and fundamentals of basic transfiguration.
Location: Fenton Works Lab
Date: March 9th
Time: 12: 06 am
Danny held out his thermos through the swirling green portal. One by one, the ghosts were expelled out—mostly small, mischievous spirits that did nothing but make people’s lives mildly inconvenient. The Phantom Archer was shot through last, but not before shooting Danny a glare as he vanished into the Ghost ...
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“My father is what now?” Markus blinked rapidly, his expression a mixture of confusion and disbelief as he stared at Lucian like he’d just sprouted a second head.
Lucian, unfazed, offered a shrug and a small smile. “As far as I believe, anyway. I haven’t seen him personally yet—he’s very… shy. Reserved, you could say. But based on...
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The next day…
“Today,” Tony announced, with the self-satisfaction of a trillionaire about to indulge, “I feel like wasting a ridiculous amount of money.”
He strode confidently toward the mall entrance, his long black coat flaring dramatically behind him with every step. The sun blazed down overhead, but Tony was undeterred. H...
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“Kill him! Kill him—!” the High Priest roared from the ground, hatred seething in his eyes as he pointed a trembling, blood-streaked hand at Harry, commanding the creature he had just summoned.
However, the demon he had conjured merely regarded him with disdain. Its elongated, spear-shaped tail sliced through the air with a sinister hiss be...
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Arthur woke up earlier than everyone else, not out of necessity, but out of habit. Years of structured morning routines had hardwired him to rise before the sun, and even though life inside a castle was bound to be different—less private, more chaotic—he intended to stick to his schedule as best as he could. Adapting would be a challenge, but he had nev...
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Danny floated lazily above the semi-busy streets of Gotham in the dead of night, the dim glow of streetlights flickering against the occasional passing car. With his hands folded behind his head and his body drifting backward through the air, he looked like a ghost on vacation.
Below, the few pedestrians still out and about after a long day glanc...
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“Then I suppose you aren’t human either… Are you a vampire?” Markus asked, narrowing his eyes. He had finally noticed the subtle red tint in Lucian’s eyes—unnatural and glowing faintly in the dim room. Add that to his pale, porcelain skin and the eerie calm with which he carried himself, and Markus’s instincts screamed that something was off.<...
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Clark stepped out of the house with a low groan, his shoulders sagging as he tilted his head back toward the sky. He inhaled deeply before muttering under his breath, “What a mess…”
As the wind brushed through his hair, Clark’s feet began to lift off the ground. He slowly levitated upward, he spun around in the air until his eyes landed o...