what’s currently in my head
Crack fic that started when my sister described Evil Ant Man (whatever that is, I don’t watch this) as “Valen”. And I responded with “Sepulchure?” We looked at each other and started laughing.
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Sepulchure, Inch Tall Lord Of The Shadowscythe.
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And/Or Evil (or dubiously so) Ant Man.
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Still also Lord of the Shadowscythe, this is one of his part time jobs (Undeadifying the lawyers doesn’t prevent them from prosecuting him about student loans. And taxes. He is apparently to quit dodging taxation. I did say crack, didn’t I?)
(Turning babysitters undead does prevent him from having to pay them, however.... but then he has to pay off bribe blackmail their parents...)












