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💙💛 #Byler | Scar

Mike finds out about the scar on Will’s waist and the story behind it.

i do not like how this one turns out though... but im in my artblock phase rn so atleast i tried my best?

I have a prompt ~ No one in the League knows Billy's identity, and since he's been in so many bad homes, whenever one of them raises their voice or goes to pat his back after a job well done he flinches. Everyone on the League think it's cause he's not used to human interaction. But when the Young Justice notice it they take to protecting him in small ways, like putting themselves in-between him and the League. Even though they think he's this immortal God, they have an urge to protect him.

Ooh... I’ve gotten similar prompts before, but I like the twist of them thinking it’s cause he’s not human...

Here’s a first try— might do something bigger on Ao3, who knows—

• • • • •

Billy Batson— or, in this form, Captain Marvel— found himself staring off into space in the middle of a meeting. It wasn’t something he did often, but sometimes his thoughts wandered when a meeting was particularly lengthy or boring.

He must have been doing so for a long time and was in there pretty deep, as the sudden hand on his shoulder was like a (literal) shock to his system. Lightning arched outward from his muscular build on instinct, his eyes widening as he flinched hard and curled away from the touch.

The meeting room was gone, replaced with a dark closet full of boxes and clothes, and the raven wasn’t Cap anymore— he was little Billy Batson, bruises on his face and collarbone, scratches and cuts on the palms of his hands and forearms. His hair was a ruffled mess, his cheeks tinted red and tear-stained.

His thin frame trembled as loud, harsh voices rang out just outside the door, yelling, crying out and bashing against his skull. He wanted them to stop, wanted them to go away, wanted it all to just—

“CAPTAIN!”

The demigod gasped, eyes wide as he came back to himself. He was staring at Flash, who sat directly across from him, and visibly shaking. He couldn’t control the tremors running through him— he hadn’t had an episode like that in so long, what had brought this on—

He glanced at his shoulder, finding the hand that had been there previously hovering in the air. He followed the hand upward and found it belonged to Superman of all people— the Kryptonian was watching him with wide eyes as the demigod suddenly stood.

“I have to go.”

• • • • •

Cap hummed you himself softly as he worked on making sandwiches, getting lost in his own head as he spread various ingredients on bread.

“Hey, Cap— nice job today,” a voice said from behind him, causing the man to glance back and find Green Arrow of all people grinning at him.

“Didn’t know you could eat so much— you could almost put the Flash to shame,” Oliver said with a chuckle, bringing a hand up to clap it on the demigod’s back.

Captain Marvel flinched hard, the man’s hand feeling like fire against his skin. He lurched forward closer to the food he was making, causing the archer to furrow his brow and drop his hand.

“You okay there buddy?” The blonde asked, tilting his head in question as Marvel’s grip tightened around his butter knife. “You not like bein’ touched or something?”

Marvel stayed quiet, swallowing thickly and nodding shakily. “Not uh— not- not used to it,” he replied, setting down his knife. “Sorry.”

Oliver grinned, setting his hands on his hips. “Oh, don’t worry about it Cap— I’m sure an ancient god dude like you isn’t used to being around us common folk. It’ll just take some getting used to,” he said with a chuckle.

Captain Marvel stayed quiet, picking up his butter knife again. “R-right...”

• • • • •

“Mission report— from everyone,” Batman said, his tone more harsh and demanding than usual. A few of the League members shared a look, some rolling their eyes and others staring warily at one another.

Captain Marvel wrung his wrists together anxiously— he’d majorly messed up during this mission, and because of him someone had nearly gotten hurt. He wasn’t looking forward to highlighting that again— especially when it was something Batman had witnessed first-hand.

Flash was first to give his report, babbling about damage and civilians and goons, Batman listening with a grim expression. When he was done, he was dismissed. “Marvel,” Batman said, looking towards the demigod.

“Report.”

Captain Marvel swallowed thickly, nodding at the Dark Knight and taking a step forward. The man already knew what had happened, he didn’t want to recap. “I worked on minimizing damge, for the most part. Kept a skyscraper from collapsing, as well as put out a fire before it could do too much damage.” He said before dropping his gaze.

“I experienced a momuntary lapse in judgment, and—“ he let out a shaky breath in an attempt to calm himself. “And put civilians in danger.”

Batman stared him down, silently.

“You actively put civilians in the line of fire,” Batman growled out lowly, his hands clasped together as he stared at the taller raven. “You nearly killed an entire family, Captain.” He said, raising his voice.

“Your arrogance nearly murdered innocents!” Batman yelled, standing up and slamming his hands down on the table. Captain Marvel stiffened, his back straightening as he flinched and eyes took on a sudden sheen.

Some of the other heroes furrowed their brows at his reaction. Marvel’s posture was stiff and straight, his muscles tense and fists tight at his sides. If they looked closely, they’d see his breathing sharp and short, verging on panicking.

“I’m- im sorry, sir.”

“You damn well should be,” Batman growled, glaring the demigod down.

Marvel stayed still as the Dark Knight dropped his gaze, sitting back down with a huff. “Lantern. Your turn.”

• • • • •

Captain Marvel ran a hand through his hair as he stepped out of the Zeta Beam, trailing after the Young Justice team as they came into the Watchtower. He’s been assigned to help them on their latest mission, and overall it had gone fine— apart from the fact that he’d sort of been captured and the teenagers hadn’t stopped arguing the entire mission.

Something he should have been able to stop— he was supposed to be the peacemaker, and he’s more than failed at that aspect. Sure, he’d given Aqualad advice on how to keep his team a cohesive unit, but he still never should have allowed them to split in the first place.

And now he was going to have to pay for it.

Captain Marvel followed the group towards the main meeting room, the metallic doors sliding open and revealing the rest of the League. The demigod glanced at his spot at the table longingly— oh to not have to give this report— before shaking the thought away and straightening.

“Batman, Superman, Wonder Woman,” he greeted as he and the teenagers came in, making his way to the front of the group and holding his hands firmly behind his back. He was sure that the kids behind him could see how tensely he was holding himself, he could feel his forearms trembling and his nails digging into his skin, but he couldn’t focus on that right now.

“The mission overall was a success— the team was able to figure out the source of the animal attacks as well as get rid of the collars being used to cause the animals to attack people,” he said, taking a steadying breath in and letting it out.

“Thought we did have complications.”

He didn’t see the teenagers sharing looks behind him, or see them shuffling uncomfortably as Batman’s eyes narrowed on the hero. Captain Marvel took a slight step forward, making sure the man’s hard gaze stayed on him, rather than the others— something the team took notice of.

“What complications.”

Marvel’s nails dug further into his skin, hard enough that, had he not been bullet-proof, he would have broken skin. “I allowed myself to be captured,” he said, flinching slightly when Batman’s glare grew slightly harder. “And I allowed the team to split up.”

The teenagers behind him furrowed their brows— Cap hadn’t ‘allowed’ them to split up— they’d done it on their own, out of their own arrogance and misguidance. They didn’t understand why he’d take the fall for them like this. “I know that I was sent along with the team to make sure the mission went smoothly, and I failed in that. It was successful, but it wasn’t smooth.”

Batman stayed quiet as Superman sighed. “Was anyone hurt?”

Captain Marvel shook his head, causing some of the teenagers eyes to widen slightly— Marvel himself had bearly had his head carved into; the PTSD that could come from that should have more than counted. Why- why was he doing this?

Batman pinched the bridge of his nose, letting out a sigh. “You’re benched for the foreseeable future, Captain.”

Anyone in the room could tell the demigod was hurt by this, if his flinch was anything go by, but his expression remained neutral. “Y-Yes sir,” he said, nails finally breaking skin and causing blood to trail down the base of his palm and drip to the floor.

“You’re dismissed.”

The teenagers behind him stared at the demigod shocked, watching as the man nodded and turned to leave, maneuvering around them and leaving the room hastily. He left a trail of blood behind him, dark red spots on the bright white tiles.

Conner was the first to take off after him— the others were quick to follow. Someone needed to check on Captain Marvel.

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Wei Wuxian’s Shameless revenge

Post canon au, where Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen go to a mission, and Wei Wuxian stays behind in the cloud recesses.He’s doing his job by helping the juniors, reading reports, training his cultivation and helping Lan Qiren with different stuff. However Lan Qiren is not exactly welcoming to him yet, because he still doesn’t agree with his methods and thinks that Wei Wuxian taints his precious nephew, and basically since their marriage he has to deal with this reality but it’s hard on him. But he tries his best and even let’s Wei Wuxian sit with him while receiving guests from other clans, and hearing his opinions on things because well, Wei Wuxian is an important cultivator. One day a certain cultivator from a faraway rising clan comes to discuss matters with Lan Qiren, and Wei Wuxian is also present. The discussion starts well, however every timeWei Wuxian states his opinion that guy makes an annoyed face, and eventually he says something nasty about an esteemed righteous cultivator such as Lan Wangji having not only accepted someone as vile as the Yiling Laozu, but also married him. Wei Wuxian smiles one of his best smiles and gets out. Lan Qiren remains silent. The thing is, that douche who just insulted him is about to spend the whole week in the cloud recesses, not only because his journey back is long, but also to learn from the conducts of the Lan sect so he can later pass it to his own. Weri Wuxian promises that he will make his stay a nightmare. During the day he doesn’t do anything. Every time he sees Douchie-o (let’s call him that) he smiles politely and goes on with his doings without saying a word. However at night, when everyone in the Cloud Recesses goes to sleep at night (and so does Douchie-o cause he’s a polite douche. ) Wei Wuxian stays late awake and alone in the Jingshi, since he goes to sleep at 1 AM. It just happens that Douchi-o’s chambers are close to the Jingshi. So, at midnight, Wei Wuxian begins his revenge – he starts imitating the sounds he would make when his dear husband was still there in the room with him. He spends hours just moaning and screaming embarrassing things, calling out Lan Zhan’s name in all his various nicknames from Hanguang Jun to Er-Gege, and elaborates on all the physical things they are supposedly doing in their bed.

Next morning. Wei Wuxian wakes up by a knock on his door at 5:30 AM. He groans and strolls to the door, rubbing his eyes. When he opens the door he sees Lan Qiren, his face red. “Hello uncle, did you need anything?” Lan Qiren coughs. “W-wangji….is he back?” “Oh?” “Is he here?” “Of course not! Why would you think that? Him and Zewu Jun aren’t supposed to be back till 2 more weeks!” “I thought I…..never mind.” Weri Wuxian goes outside to start his day. When he sees Douchi-o’s face, it’s whiter than Gusu Lan’s robes. He looks at Wei Wuxian with tired eyes but says nothing. YES. GOOD. Let him suffer. The shenanigans continue for 2 more days, and nobody says anything, because everyone is too ashamed. The only one who would have pointed at Wei Wuxian and boldly told him to stop messing around is Jingyi, but Jingyi also hates Douchi-o, so he keeps up with the game.

BUT. The rumors start leaving Gusu….and in a day they reach non other than Lan Wangji. Lan Wangji and Lan Xichen take a break and go find an inn for the night. When the keeper sees them he’s shocked. “H-hanguang Jun??? B-but how can you be here, aren’t you at home?” Lan Wangji: “?” Keeper: “with your….husband….?” Lan Wangji: “?” Keeper: “Oh never mind, I’m clearly mistaken!” Then again: “but…Hanguang Jun, if you are here, then…who is the one Wei Gongzi spends his nights with?” Glass shatters. Bichen unsheathes. Lan Xichen’s questions remain unanswered. Mission abandoned. Lan Wangji flies on Bichen back to Gusu at the speed of light. He lands, trying to keep his composure but is completely wild from the inside. He nods courteously at all the “Hanguang Juns” passed to him by the surprised juniors and goes directly to the Jingshi, however it’s empty. Wei Ying isn’t there.

Maybe he should go visit uncle first to see how he’s doing. Lan Qiren is surprised at Wangji’s return but still has some tea and talk with him. He doesn’t mention anything about Wei Wuxian’s shameful behavior these past days, and Lan Wangji is too ashamed to forwardly seek out the information about what the keeper implied. So he simply asks if there’s anything new in the cloud recesses and if Wei Wuxian has been helping him. Lan Qiren can’t just pretend that everything is ok when it’s clearly not. “Let’s just say that Wei Wuxian has been very intent on making our new esteemed guest awake at night. The poor man hasn’t closed his eyes for 4 nights. I hope it will not ruin the relationship we try to build between our clans.” Lan Wangji’s heart begins to beat fast. Too fast. Who is this guest that spends the nights with HIS Wei Ying?! He storms outside and goes back to the Jingshi. There, in one of the small rooms they barely use, he hides himself and keeps quiet. The sun sets, and Wei Ying returns with a jar of emperor’s smile and a grin on his face. He sits on the floor, opens a book, drinks and laughs at what he reads. One of his favorite ways of spending quality time. Oh how Lan Wangji wants to run to him, lift him in his arms and kiss him all over. But he can’t. He has to find out what’s going on and who will come into the room. His room. THEIR room. But nobody comes. It’s already past 9 and Lan Wangji’s eyelids are heavy. Without willing to, sleep takes him. That’s when he wakes up to sounds. Familiar sounds. Familiar nicknames in a familiar needy voice that sets his blood on fire. Familiar shameless words, and even some new ones that are too much to bear without taking action. He peeks through the slit in the door of the room he hides in and sees Wei Ying, sprawled on their bed, (alone thank heavens), cheeks red and robe half open, clearly on the verge of being drunk, while talking and shouting and moaning and calling his name and lightly giggling to himself. He can’t take it anymore. He steps outside and moves closer. “Wei Ying.” “oh yes! Yes! Er-Ge- ER GEGE??” “…” “Lan Zhan? Is that really you or is it the liqor?” Lan Wangji climbs on the bed above his husband, hunger in his eyes, he reaches with one hand to squeeze a cheek (and it’s not the one on the face). “Can you answer your question by yourself now?” Wei Wuxian, who could clearly feel his husband’s hand on him blinked a few times, and asked “but what are you doing here so soon?” “By the way it looks you wanted me to be here.” The next minutes Wei Wuxian explains Lan Wangji what happened and what he’s doing to take revenge on Douchi-o. Lan Wangji suggests that they turn the revenge into a real deal. And so it happens, the long awaited real, quality wangxian PAPAPA (a fierce PAPAPA cause Lan Wangji is kinda annoyed with Wei Wuxian for doing all those shameful things, and moreover, that his Wei Ying let a stranger hear his lewd voice every night, and did it especially for him when the only person who he has to do it for is Lan Wangji himself - so he goes rough on him mwahaha)

Next morning is the day Douchie-o has to depart back home. Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji wake up and go out of the Jingshi to see him pack. When Douchi-o spots Lan Wangji, his face turns from white to red, and eyes huge, mouth gulping like a fish. Wei Wuxian has to restrain himself from laughing out loud. Then Douchie-o collects himself and makes a courteous bow towards Lan Wangji. “Hanguang Jun, It’s an honor to see you mere minutes before my departure.” Lan Wangji “Sect leader, I hope your stay here was pleasant.” “I….I will certainly not be able to forget it anytime soon. I wish you and your spouse a good day. Farewell.” Wei Wuxian smiles at Lan Wangji and hugs him tightly “It’s good to have you back, my husband.”

That’s it! Thank you for reading my ridiculous story! Sorry for the long post, but you know….long post for long PAPAPA times <33333

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Spider-Man

Can we just take a minute to appreciate how great peter Parker is. Like. Not just cause he saves lives and is a true representation of our generation, but because how strong willed he is(can’t think of the term so we’re going with this).

Jut think about it. This kid is strong AF. He can lift 10 tons easily(I think, don’t quote me). So every day must be hard for him cause he has to use as LITTLE STRENGTH AS POSSIBLE.

Opening a door, “gently Peter, otherwise aunt May’s gonna have to replace it again”.

Opening a bag of chips “baby hands, Peter. Baby hands.”

I just appreciate that he’s super conscious of his strength for the most part. Cause me being as clumsy and forgetful as I am, I’d have to replace everything in the house.

#peter parker #spiderman #marvel #avengers #comics #shitpost

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Hey. You know the bit where Eddie banters with Maria and then gives her $20? Well after that he walks into the store and buys just two items. He’s out of a job and down on his luck. He probably had like $25 dollars in his pocket that he was going to use for groceries but then he gave most of it to her. So he just picked out two cheap little things and brought them back to his sad little fridge that was pretty much empty already. Because even when everything in his life is going wrong he still treats others with compassion and empathy. He’s in a tight spot, but he still sacrificed a good meal and gave most of the money he had on him away to someone who had even less, still smiled at her and treated her with kindness and respect. He cares so much and so deeply, especially for the people who are downtrodden and who have no one to give them a voice. Eddie’s real super power is his overwhelming goodness and decency.

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One of my favourite scenes of how much of an Actual Disaster Eddie Brock is in Venom is when he’s being walked into the forest to be disposed of(/straight up shot and murdered and left there) and as far as he knows, this is it for him. He’s just had a messy breakup with his alien significant other, who’s now stuck behind the glass in an MRI room, so really, Eddie knows there’s no one to save him. but hIMSELF!

Of course, Eddie’s completely fucked up sense of self-preservation kicks in and he literally attempts to get himself out of danger while simultaneously putting himself deeper into it.

He makes smart ass comments in the hopes to distract his captor, or because he just can’t help himself, probably a bit of both, completely bypassing the impulse that says Don’t Antagonize The Guy Holding The Gun and he’s all ‘What ya gonna do- you gonna, walk me to death?’

When this gets no reaction he follows it up with a (dear god Eddie no, s t o p talking) golden line of 'Did your momma not love you?’ and just fucking Goes For The Gun even though there’s two other guys there, also with guns, and Eddie has probably never been in a fight that he has won in his life (without Venom doing all the fighting).

It goes as well as expected

And Eddie’s on the floor.

Like, what was he going to do if he’d actually got the gun?? How did he think this was a plan that would work?? A for effort, but damn Eddie you know how to get under people’s skin and piss them off like it’s an art.

Like, you expect this to work - he reaches for the gun and that means he’s going to get it and everything will somehow work out, right?

Not with this loser.

It’s the little 'Goddamnit’ Eddie groans when the guy kicks him while he’s down that gets me. He knows he done screwed up. But he’s Trying. Eddie Brock is always Trying.

'I guess it pays to be a specialist, huh’ he wheezes before his self-preservation packs up its bags (like that was the last effort bye) and even though he says 'well, it doesn’t matter if you kill me anyway,’ he still cant help himself when he adds a hissed, 'there’s something much bigger afoot in this world than you and me’.

He’s right of course, because that’s when Venom and Anne come to save him. He’s a smart ass who knows he’s won now and he says his final parting words to his captor with a grin. 'Karmas a bitch’ he nearly giggles. (He knows Venoms here to save him, he’s so happy)

So anyway, Eddie Brock may be a Total Disaster but he never stops Doing, never stops Trying. And yeah, he didn’t save himself, but he sure did Try. Despite the impossible situation, despite not really having the slightest chance of his plan (do we call that a plan? did he really think any of it through first?) working, Eddie does it anyway.

What a beautiful disaster

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Feeling Loved

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OWO

5bluetriangles

Saw this somewhere on here and knew i had to draw it with Eddie and Venom lmao

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symbrock_Venom

absolutely canon, gosh ♥ ♥ ♥

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I hope you have/had a great Valentine’s Day 💖

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Peter, upon meeting Venom: So Eddie Brock’s your boyfriend? Seven billion people in the world and that’s who you’re gay for?

Venom:

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My understanding/headcanon of symbiote reproduction is that their “seeds” mature naturally when they are in a symbiosis that meets their needs and makes them feel safe and comfortable to the point where they have an excess of the chemicals they need that instead are diverted towards maturing the seed. For the corrupted klyntar of Planet of the Symbiotes, this might mean after having drained several hosts to the point where they have a surplus of chemical nutrients. In more mutualistic symbiosis, it would be when the bond is strong and both parties are accepting of it and the symbiote is receiving the proper amount of chemicals it needs to thrive in a regular manner and feels safe with its current host.

Basically the point I’m trying to get to is that the symbiote has only spawned with Eddie (and two times, naturally, even after supposedly never being able to spawn again) because Eddie is the only person the it has ever felt truly safe and comfortable with and shared that kind of bond with has been him.