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@lady-ace
Hello! Welcome to my blog!
You can call me Ace!
I will post/reblog content about my interests, such as Billy Batson/Shazam/Captain Marvel, Pokémon, Paleontology, and others (mostly in crossovers, or in reblogs)
I will also sometimes post art/fanart!
Feel free to tag me on stuff if you feel like it! I don't mind.
Officially 15! 🥳 Much joy. Have this scheduled for 12 am so I'm probably gonna be asleep by then LOL
Huevember - Orange!
Where Have you Been?
This is inspired by this post.
Billy was having a rough day. Scratch that. A rough couple of months. Recently, he’s been… losing himself? He doesn’t know how to put it into words. It’s just that more he’s Marvel, the more he forgets about being Billy. In all honesty, it’s scaring him. What’s even worse is that, no matter what others think, he isn’t in control anymore, and Billy knows it. One moment, he’ll just be Billy Batson and then the next he’ll be Marvel with no recollection of even saying the word. Billy truly wished he hadn’t noticed the gaps in his memory getting bigger.
Speaking of memory gaps, Billy had a pretty big one to fill considering all he did was go to bed, and was then greeted with the misfortune of waking up on a random beach with the lower half of his body slightly wet from the tide. All he knows is that he’s not near Fawcett, let alone Iowa, because last he checked, it was a landlocked state. So, he got up, and decided to go find out where he was.
Billy: *wandering around while shaking any sand off himself, eventually spotting a flag* “Oh! I’m in… I still have no idea.”
Glasses Lady: *approaches him* “Por que você não está na escola?” (Translation: Why aren’t you in school?)
Billy: *frog blinks* “Huh?”
Billy was… pretty sure that was Spanish. So he’s probably still on earth. Maybe. After a little bit of back-and-forth, the Glasses Lady finally realized he couldn’t understand what Billy was only half sure was Spanish. In the end, she just started taking him around to find somebody who could speak English.
Glasses Lady: “¿Você fala inglês? Acho que este é o filho de um turista.” (Translation: Do you speak English? I think this is a tourist's son.)
Old Granny: “Não. Pobre garoto.” *leans down to pinch his cheek* (Translation: “No. Poor boy.)
Billy: *confused as to why this random old lady is pinching his cheek*
Eventually, after a while, they did find somebody who could speak English.
Billy: “Do you know where I am, miss?”
College Student: “You’re in Brazil.”
Billy: “Brazil??” *sounds super concerned* “Isn’t that in South America? I think?”
College Student: “It is. How did you even get here? Are you on vacation?”
Billy: “No? I just woke up here.” *wondering how he’s gonna explain this to Rosa*
College Student: “What?” *also now concerned because she thinks this child might’ve been a victim of trafficking*
Billy: “Uhm… you have like a map that you can show me?”
College Student: “I don’t think a map will help you, bud.”
Billy: *shrugs* “Theres always the chance it could, miss.”
College Student: “I guess?” *pulls up google maps*
Billy: *zooms out so he can just see the countries* “Oh okay. So not that far away.”
College Student: “You’re plenty far away what are you talking about? Also, why’re you sandy?” *wipes off some sand her phone*
Billy: *ignores both questions* “Do you know which way is north?”
College Student: “Uh… it should be that way.” *points in the direction*
Billy: “Oh thank you!” * is about to runoff, but looks back at the Glasses Lady* “And gracias?” *looks to the College Student* “That how you say it right?”
College Student: “No, that’s Spanish.” *shakes head* “It’s supposed to be obrigado.” (Translation: Thank you.)
Billy: “Oh, obrigado!” *definitely butchered the pronunciation and runs off to he north*
College Student: “Wait, come back!”
As soon as Billy was out of sight, he shazamed and flew in the direction she pointed in. Now, the boy wouldn’t admit this, but he actually flew slower than normal. He didn’t wanna think about the future confrontation with Rosa, not to mention his other family members. Was he prolonging the inevitable? Yes. Did he feel guilty? Also, yes. Did that mean he was gonna speed up though? …No.
Billy was just passing over Mexico when his JL comm started going off like crazy.
Marvel: *answers his comm*
Batman: “Marvel. Watchtower. Now.”
Marvel: “Huh? Why did I do something wrong?”
Batman: “You went AWOL for three weeks, and then the first sign we find that you’re alive is a video of you partying at a Mardi Gras parade in Brazil. I really wonder what you did wrong.”
Billy was straight speechless for a solid minute. Three weeks? Three weeks? The memory gap was way bigger than he thought.
Marvel: *trying to find words* “I- I’m gonna be honest I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
He honestly felt like crying. Genuine, ugly, crying. Because now he knows it’s gotten to a point where he can’t shrug this off anymore. He could do one day. He could do two days. He’s even gone a week before. But three weeks? That’s nearly a month and he doesn’t remember anything. Billy was now being forced to acknowledged how big of a problem this was.
By now, he had stopped, still floating in mid air.
Batman: “Is that you confirming you were too intoxicated to reach out to us or-”
Marvel: “Mr. Batman Sir, I really can’t talk right now.” *can feel himself starting to hyperventilate* “I’ll come by later. I promise.”
Batman: “No, not later. Immediately. We all want a word with you.”
Marvel: *grimaces* “I’m sorry. I just really can’t right now. I’m really sorry.” *hangs up*
Billy just started hyperventilating after that. His chest felt tight, his world felt like it was one the brink of crashing down. He needed to go see the wizard. He needed help. The wizard could definitely help. So, he went to the rock.
Wizard: *sounds solemn* “I’m sorry, Billy.”
That was literally all the old man told him before he started talking about how the gods were starting to exert more of their influence on him. And he basically had no say, say in some of the things he would start to do from now on. Just when Billy’s life couldn’t get harder. Please, Gods, give him a break.
At the watchtower
Marvel: *Enters tiredly and anxiously.*
Flash: Hey, Cap, heard you had a wild few weeks
Marvel:*Sits down and groans.*
Green Arrow: *Hands him water.* Hangover?
Marvel: The gods have decided to mess up my life.
Wonder Woman: Captain?
Marvel: *Looks up at her.* Can you tell your father and his family to stop possessing me? Because missing a month of my life is horrifying. *Is on the verge of crying.*
Flash and GA: “What…?”
WW: “Marvel, what are you talking about?”
Marvel: “So you know how I was in Brazil and all that? I don’t remember a single thing. I don’t know how I got there. I don’t remember any of the time I spent there. I don’t remember flying over. I don’t remember taking a train or anything like that. All I know is that I went to bed and then just woke up on a beach.”
GA: “Maybe the alcohol did that to you…?” *concerned*
Marvel: “It’s not the alcohol. This has happened before, but it’s normally only a day or two. A week at most. I’ll admit I’d been ignoring it, but now I can’t due to the three week gap in my memory! So when I finally went to the Wizard to ask what the hell was happening to me, he tells me ‘oh there’s nothing you can do’ and that ‘I might as well just go with it.’ So now, I don’t know if it’s gonna get worse or not, and I’m praying so hard that this is a one time thing. And then I had to come in here and get scolded by Batman for nearly ten minutes because I didn’t wanna tell him that at literally any moment, I could be taken over by one of my Gods and they could just use my body and go joyriding somewhere else!” *just crying at this point*
*loud silence*
Flash, GA, and WW: *slowly start to look horrified*
Do you know what this is and do you own one
I know what it is and I own one (from the U.S.)
I know what it is and I own one (from Europe)
I know what it is and I own one (from somewhere else: Tell me where)
I know what it is and I don't own one (from the U.S.)
I know what it is and I don't own one (from Europe)
I know what it is and I don't own one (from somewhere else: Tell me where)
I don't know what it is for (from the U.S.)
I don't know what it is for (from Europe)
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I would put vanilla extract in that
Brainrot
Captain Marvel is the designated den mother of most, if not all, younger heroes.
He's also seen by the younger heroes as a father or brother figure.
It just makes sense they would be a influence on one another, right?
...Well, now you have a man who everyone is pretty sure is an ancient, immortal being and that regularly says very old, 1940s slang exclaiming: “Let him cook”, and teenagers going “Dude, we need to take a powder!*”
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While on a mission, Marvel was talking about some random stuff to pass the time — as they all had to wait for the perfect opportunity to strike, and that won't be for a while.
Jr: “Marvel, you're yapping.”
Marvel, stopping mid setence: “No i'm not. Stop the cap.”
Jr, a bit offended at being called a liar in front of the Justice League: “I'm being for real! You were!”
The YJ is trying to contain their laughter, since they are on a much more visible hiding spot, meanwhile the JL is just plain out confused at this. Is this some other old timey slang? What are they saying?
Wally, whispering and snickering to his comm: “Wow Jr? Calling Cap a liar? Boy scout cap?? Negative aura points.”
Jr, gasping: “YOU DID NOT-”
(He gets tackled by one of their targets, as he was distracted)
Mary, who saw that Freddy quickly got the target apprehended, and checked to be sure no other targets were alerted: “Second L in under four minutes, i think that's a new record.”
Jr, jokingly as he gets back up: “Once we're back, you three are cooked.”
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* → To get away quickly.
Freddy and Kyle
i think they would be friends.
and now: deadpool (2019) #10
Comics
Y'know how in the old comics, the 'Cap is a Comic book character' AU is basically canon?
Ok, so. Imagine that in Fawcett, Toonforce is an actual and reacurring thing. And outside of it's universe, it's not. Meanwhile Gothamites and others would pick up Fawcett comics and be like 'Oh wow, that would never happen!' when a character runs a mile in the air before looking down and actually falling, Fawcitizens will pick up a DC book, look at all the real physics and the like, and go 'Huh. That's weird. Why did they fall down immediatly?'
Bonus points if mythical creatures are extremely rare in the DC universe to the point people don't think they exist, meanwhile in Fawcett's universe it's so commonplace to see a unicorn, dragon, griffin or talking animal that they find it curious that on the DC comics they read, there are never any of the creatures present in Fawcett, like, at all. What do you mean there's no talking Tigers with suits walking around? In Fawcett, everyone knows at least one talking animal! (Mostly Tawny)
Also, how would the 'Hero from a literal comic book' go? Would the comics be banned from any viewing to keep secret identities? Since, well, if Lex knew Billy's identity from the comic someone gave to him, what stops the public at large to also know? Would the League let Billy in, on the accounts he's overpowered due to his cartoonish antics? Would they know his identity at all? I mean, he could be just a really good cosplayer. It's a good identity cover!
Imo it would be also very fun to play around the idea of 'Oh yeah, this is our resident Dimension traveller, we keep up with him through the comic books.'
And if they knew, how funny would it be for an ACTUAL comic book character being in your superhero team? Imagine some villain knocks Cap down, for sure that he's done for, only to look behind them and find Cap being all like 'Sheesh! I'm glad i'm not that guy!' and the hole were Marvel once laid in, very injured, is now nowhere to be seen!
Interviewer: “So, are the rumors true? You have a new mysterious League member?”
Superman: “Yes! His name's Captain Marvel, and he was the one to help us out on the latest major villain attack, as some of us were off-world.”
Interviewer: “..Captain Marvel? Isn't that the name of that one comic book character?”
Superman, smiling sheepishly: “Well, Captain Marvel sure is a common superhero name, is it not?”
theres too many pokemon games where you play as a kid whos full of life and full of potential. there needs to be a pokemon game where you play as a college dropout who lives in a shitty apartment
your starter pokemon are trubbish, rattata and glameow. which symbolise the trash you keep forgetting to take out, the rats living in your walls and the stray cat you keep trying to befriend but it keeps hissing at you.
you guys dont get it its not supposed to be dark and edgy its supposed to be living in a mundane setting and slowly rediscovering the wonder in the world by going on a journey with a magical trash bag that is your friend, its about love and recovery and coping with the stress of your adult life with your friend who is made of sentient garbage
I’ve never been so attached to literal trash before
I am similarly attached to the sentient trash. Can't wait to take him on little adventures
Ten People I'd Like To Get To Know Better
(OG post by @/ off-brand-halloween-ghost)
Tagged By: @im-not-buying-it-ether
Last Song: Harpy Hare by Yaelokre
Favorite Color: Blue!!
Last Book: Jurassic Park by Michael Crinchton
Last Movie: Venom: The Last Dance
Last TV Show: Young Justice (shhh i'm new to the fandom)
Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Sweet!
Relationship Status: Single and happy :)
Last Thing I Googled: "Galarian Rapidash Pokedex entry”
Current Obsession: Billy Batson/Shazam and Matt Murdock/Daredevil
Looking Forward To: Pokémon Legends Z-A and Daredevil Born Again
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The cities are alive
By now, it's a pretty common fact that the cities — yes, cities are in fact, alive.
They can project a body in their territory, thus showing their presence.
Lady Gotham is a dark mistress. Her wings are black like the fog that covers her whole city — as black as Gotham's night. Her long dress, even though seemingly soft and elegant in first glance, won't ever sway, not even in the harshest winter winds Gotham offers.
Even though she wears a blindfold, she sees all, is all. She sees beyond the surface of what eyes can see; knowing full well the pain and suffering every single Gotham citizen goes through, and bears that burden.
Her whole body seems to be made of pure, dark energy. Some accounts of eye witnesses say that if Lady Gotham wished so, she could easily blend into the shadows, as if she was never there. Ever watching over her people, even though unseen.
Legends say that if you ever feel like you're being watched even though there's nobody there, it's a sign Lady Gotham's spirit has her sights on you.
The person who have her favor, the ones she sees herself the most in, are her royal knights, who fight to keep her city and her people safe, every night.
Metropolis' spirit was very different, in many ways.
Metropolis was sunny and hopeful — a truly carefree soul.
Metropolis was the city that showed himself the most, simply enjoying being able to watch as the civillians go about their day, making the city burst with life.
Metropolis thrives on the energy of its people — that is reflected on the bright, sunny days with no clouds in sight, where the skyline gleams.
Of course, Metropolis' chosen is Superman, the most bright symbol of hope there is. Inspired by him, Metropolis even decided to encorporate a cape in their astral projection, said cape that shines like the sun and gleams like the sky no matter the time.
Everyone knows a city's spirit has at least something in common with their chosen.
Metropolis is the most boyscout city spirit out there. More often than not, the spirit can be found watching the sunrise, flying over the clouds, enjoying the freedom, or simply swinging his legs on a building, looking at everyone down below. The feeling of hope, of a chance of a better tomorrow — that is what Metropolis is looking for. And Superman has more than enough of that.
Even though Lady Gotham is cloaked in shadows, she doesn't wilt, she thrives— Just like her chosen, the Gotham Bats.
No one questions these things, they all make sense, don't they? The dark Lady has her dark Knights, the sunny city and the boyscout...
So imagine the faces of the League members when they find out through casual conversation that Fawcett is an actual child.
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Green Lantern: “I know i shouldn't be talking about someone being childish, but the spirit that chose him is literally a child.”
Wonder Woman: “Are you certain that is the reason that the spirit chose to reflect a child's body? For his.. mentality?”
Green Lantern: “Yeah, pretty much. I mean, do you know any other reason that Fawcett could have chosen that form?”
Zatanna, who sometimes goes to Fawcett's magical market: “You all know that Fawcett's magical, right? What's more magical than a child's imagination?”
Flash: “If the spirit wanted to reflect something of Marvel's, why choose the mentality? The lightning bolt is right there!”
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“Uno!” a child made of yellow energy exclaims, grinning devilishly.
Freddy gasps, holding a single card in his hand — having played the second to last one just seconds before. “Oh you did NOT just do that.”
Fawcett giggles like a goblin, watching as Freddy glares at them, pointedly making eye contact as he starts buying cards.
“Well, if you had been just a little faster..” Billy says, playing a reversal card. Freddy looks once at his new cards, then proceeds to sigh in frustration, buying even more cards while glaring murderously at the Champion.
“Batson, if i were you, i'd sleep with one eye open tonight.”
Billy can't contain his giggles anymore and bursts out laughing, Fawcett following suit.
Guys how much aura points did i lose for shiny hunting while trying to gather inspiration to write
I'm trying to prove to my friend that being LGBTQ+ isn't smth rare and there's a lot of us but some of us are still closeted
INTERACT IF UR LGBTQ+
LET'S SHOW OTHERS THAT THEY AREN'T ALONE
Allies interact too!
Sapphic and Ace here :)
Haven't you ever spent days on a fic chapter only to look at it when finished and go “Wow this actually kinda sucks tbh i should rewrite it” only for it to happen again
Since the booping has returned, reblog if it's okay to spam you with boops!
I wanna be polite and not spam random people without permission , ,
Reblog if your blog is boopable-safe so you can get all the (probably new) achievements. I don’t care about notes I just want boops
