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Okay seriously. Reblog if you're OLDER than 11.
Yep.
silly cap comics from today!
(i’m insane)


(i’m addicted to fortnite now)



bats thinks he picked this up from robin (which he sorta did but mainly from normal life). imagine bats yelling at robin later like “YOU TAUGHT AN ANCIENT BEING WHAT WORDS???!”




and finally this one. I just like the picture of cap using silly objects, mainly used by kids and/or teens.
Older brother

How the heck indeed plastic man
inspired by @im-not-buying-it-ether ‘s post
i made this post in the Shazam Community earlier

And I decided to draw it lol



It was way past my bedtime when I did this so I didn’t draw the whole league, just pretend they’re there lol
AU where the justice league finds out that Captain Marvel is homeless. Not Billy, they still have no idea about the captain's secret identity, but the Captain.
Maybe they were discussing a case or something, and he says something that is just a little too knowledgeable. Something only someone who has been there would know. He tries to backtrack when he realizes that he said too much, tries to explain that getting a job and an apartment is hard when you do hero work which doesn't pay (and hopes they don't find out the real reason he can't get a job is because no one will hire a kid).
The league comes to the conclusion the reason he is so secretive about his identity is because he is ashamed he is homeless. Naturally, everyone immediately feels super bad about this and tries to help him much to his dismay.
Identity shenanigans ensue.
girls be like *he is my comfort character* and whamm! it's the most emotionally traumatized fictional man you've ever seen!
Calvin and Hobbes/Shazam Mash-Up
By Kerry Callen


He's so cute omfg, DC PLEASE BRING MY DOT-EYED SILLY BILLY BACK 🙏🏾🙏🏾🙏🏾
Sad Boy Hours: Billy Batson

He's trying so hard to get the screaming adults in the room to just stop screaming at each other and be reasonable.

He is immediately dismissed and storms off, justifiably insulted.

And Billy goes right back to blaming himself, trying to figure out where he went wrong, how he could have fixed things, managed the emotions of the room better--even though he is 100% correct and the adults are absolutely failing, and badly.

"Even if he's wrong...I should respect him." Honey, the thing that's eating at you is the absolute dogshit way they act and then expect you to just accept as normal. These grown-ass heroes should not be hitting each other.

And a degree, honey. Several of them.
He sounds like a teacher trying to get the class to behave and that script keeps failing him. Over and over the adults around him dismiss him for his optimism, ignore his calls for reason. And they're heroes. They're the good guys and they tear into each other regularly and viciously. And Billy is fifteen years old in a room of adults screaming at each other. The team is sometimes down right abusive, and this child is trying to keep them from falling apart.
I worry about him, ya know?
(anyway, thank you for coming to my Sad Boy Hours)
Was thinking of Split and other aus involving Marvel being perceived as a dad and immediately my mind went to ‘Billy claims to be the dad instead’, since Marvel being created or born from his idea of a hero, technically being older, and being the new wizard giving him a higher status then Marvel
Or the shazamily just randomly claim to be Billy’s kids so they don’t get give away to much about themselves that eventually it becomes a inside joke between them
JL seeing Billy and Captain Marvel: oh is this you son?
CM panicking with gods screaming in his head and no host: oh um no uh he’s
Billy w/ no hesitation: Yes, this is my son.
Is it just me who doesn’t really like this change??


I feel like when they sub consciously chose their forms it fit better into their story’s than just them being their grown up selves for more wisdom. Ya get what I’m sayin?

Polluted by crimes and torn by the bitterest remorse, where can I find rest but in death?
Bernie Wrightson’s Frankenstein, 1994