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14-year-old Danny in his adult ghost king form:
14-year-old Billy in his adult Shazam form:

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Heroes at the watchtower: Why are they staring at each other? I hope they get along..
14-year-old Danny in his adult ghost king form:
14-year-old Billy in his adult Shazam form:
Dead Justice Drabble #2
Bruce had been firmly against summoning the Dark Phantom from the very beginning, but with the threat of an alien race too strong for the Justice League approaching Earth rapidly with intentions of takeover, he was outvoted.
The hope was that Constantine and Zatanna could convince the Dark Phantom to help fight off the aliens...and hopefully not to destroy them earlier.
So Batman had to bite his tongue when the ritual drawn on the Watchtower floor began to glow toxic green, the Justice League members all tensing.
After a moment or two of ominous glowing a creature finally emerged. It was made of the darkest shadows, limbs too long with a mouth full of fangs and hair made of white flames. The creature stood over ten feet tall, crouching over to not it's head on the ceiling.
"Who dares summon the Dark Phantom?" It rasps out.
Red Robin tilted his head to the side as Wonder Woman stepped forward, "We are the Justice League, we ask for you assistance in-"
"Dan?" Tim suddenly asked, "Is that you?"
The Dark Phantom froze before the shadows began to dissipate and the creature shrunk until a young man stood with glowing red eyes and black hair with white dyed underneath it.
"Tim? Babe?" The Dark Phantom, or Dan, blinked. "What are you doing here?"
"What are you doing here?!" Tim shot back, "Since when you were an eldritch being?!"
"Since when were you a vigilante?!"
The two were at a standstill before Dan grinned evilly, "You look sexy,"
Batman Mode was replaced with Dad Mode, "No! No, no, not happening!"
Bruce wrapped Tim in his cape to block him from Dan's view, "Not a chance in hell!"
Tim groaned, face flushing red beneath the Batman cape as Dan whistled innocently.
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Me: *throwing Dead Justice content into the void aka Tumblr* I must feed my children!
Just your local cryptid going for a stroll :3
Sparkle Danny ✨️
Thanks, @mooseymi for sending me down the dp rabbit hole ヘ(゜ο°;)ノ
This dream isn't feeling sweet.
You're the only friend I need Sharing beds like little kids And laughing 'til our ribs get tough But that will never be enough
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Here's Jazz comforting her baby brother after nightmares to make up for the angst from the last drawing. Danny doesn't wanna tell her what the nightmare was about, but she isn't pressing him about it. She figures he'll tell her when he's ready, but Danny doesn't think he ever could.
The Lost Paladin
It's a little rough. I'm really just chasing an idea. Maybe the castle has a catacombs of sorts... maybe a Black Wulf stashed within...? Eh? Eh?
I'm thinking either Keith or Lance just stumbles upon it, all powered down, paint job completely worn off and just bare metal, and this ghostly paladin just appears. Meh, it's a work in progress.
I'm sorry my Black Wulf design sucks.
...yes, Wulf, not Wolf.
I don't know, people. Am I finishing this piece?
With face:
Thinking back on my old au idea called Human Conductor