The people of Fawcett know that behind the mask of Captain Marvel is a homeless kid with trust issues. Billy knows that they know. And now he and the town have this whole "I don't know Captain Marvel is a homeless kid" thing going on whenever any hero comes to Fawcett for any reason.
Flash: Dude, your town is so cool!
Marvel: Thanks. The townspeople and I are trying to make the town look more presentable.
Mrs. Wortwood: Captain, we're having a family dinner tonight. My daughter really wants to see you.
Marvel: Thanks for the offers. I'll definitely be there.
Flash: I wish I could be invited to family dinners by my townspeople, too.
Mr. Chuck: Captain, it's nice to see you at this hour.
Marvel: Evil never sleeps, at least not in Gotham.
Mr. Chuck: I see, visitors in town. I'll say hello when I see them.
Marvel: Thank you, Mr. Chuck, it was nice talking to you.
Batman: Marvel, what's a regular old man doing on the roof of a building at one in the morning?
Marvel: I don't know. He's a regular chimney sweep.
Hal: Why is that woman looking at me so weird?
Marvel: I don't know?
Miss Bambi, who saw Green Lantern playfully slap Captain on the butt: *quietly drinks tea*
Kids on the playground: Captain! We're missing a player!
Marvel: Sorry, on a mission.
Kids: Okay! Good luck!
Superman: Everyone's so sweet with you.
So yeah, they're pretty good actors. The only thing Billy doesn't know is that the townspeople have a plan for revenge if the League finds out Captain Marvel is a kid and kicks him out. They even have a kryptonite pitchfork! And plenty of fire starters. It's also worth mentioning that the magical creatures have joined in on the plan. The fairies are giggling and collecting or stealing kryptonite, giving Batman a run for his money, which makes him paranoid that someone is buying or stealing kryptonite in huge quantities. There's clearly some kind of conspiracy brewing.
The League has no idea what kind of bomb they'll detonate if they kick Captain Marvel out of the League.
doomed yaoi this doomed yuri that what about the ones left behind. what about the two vertices of a triangle whose apex was ripped off. what about the bitter, resentful, codependent bitches with a shared crater in their soul the size of a missing third, clinging to eachother in the aftermath of their loss desperately trying (or refusing) to move on. people who press together like the lips of a wound stitched shut
Shazam can be terrifying when he wants to right? I mean the guy is the CHAMPION OF MAGIC and has the power of the gods, of certain gods. More importantly, he has zues.
Why hasn't anyone had him make thunderstorms when angry and make thunder so loud you'll go deaf. Why isn't he making storms or playing with the atmospheric pressure when mad.
I am imagining thunder bringer with the cause being a cult messed with danny and hurt him while trying to make him obey them. I want terrifying shazam. I want Shazam and phantom supremacy. I want Shazam being an absolute menace and reminding wveryobe why he's the champion. I want the gods occasionally messing with them. I want aphrodite giving phantom tips on how to woo him. I want her making their love story.
I mostly want a pissed off overprotective Shazam and hurt Danny fic . I want Shazam to unintentionally get on batmans contingency plan list and take the number one spot.
Now Clockwork haven't been alive for an awful Long Long time since he was beaten and killed by his Children during his madness phase, so suddenly awakening in a sacrificial alter, the feeling of gravity weighing him down, eyes blurring, ears ringing with a loud noise that kept going badump ba dump as he was experiencing what possible the worst tremendous sensitivity overload of being brought back from the very dead and into brand new mortal flesh.
The Justice League and dark Justice were in the middle of stopping the forbidden ritual from some crazed Cultists who somehow found the skull, some of wonder women's blood, ancient artifacts of time belonging Kronos could only stood frozen in shock to see in horror and a bit of mesmerized fascination.
As the skull began to glow a ominous greenish blue glow of Magic form by blood then bones, muscle then flesh with very very long blonde hair that kept going down while the rest began quickly making a neck, a chest, arms, and the rest of the remaining of the naked body.
What the cultists didn't expect at all was Kronos's new body was a women due to the misread of a certain someone who thought the blood of the main head descendants of Greek meant wonder women and not a male descendants. Along with a much more different oopsy was the gasping little naked toddler that was looking wide eyed gasping heavily at the suddenly drag along as he being held tightly by the now Female Kronos's arms.
>> part 2
My moral high horse is so tall that I consider mocking anyone to be "punching down". Unfortunately for you I am a terrible person and will do so anyway. The horse silently disapproves of this but I don't respond to judgy side-eye.
DP x DC: The Dead Man at the Diner
Danny has a hard time maintaining regular jobs. At this point he’s pretty much nocturnal after years of being attacked at night, and possibly just part of his ghostly nature. He’s odd, and a basic google search brings up various news articles about him getting into fist fights with the mayor of a small town. He barely passed high school and college was out of the question, so who in their right mind would hire him?
What’s a job that would work with his odd hours, doesn’t require a college education, and a possible criminal record and a tendency to be ready to throw down is NOT an issue?
Danny is a cook at a 24hour Diner in Gotham
The man just needs to be able to flip a burger and make breakfast food and doesn’t mind a gun in the face because he’s well used to it. So what if the robber was dumb enough to pull that shit next to the fryer. If he didn’t want something to end up extra crispy he should have stayed out of Danny’s kitchen
Just think of all the folks he would meet.
Sure, the vigilantes of the city would be obvious and you can’t tell me spoiler isn’t dragging folks there to eat. Maybe they notice some weird things about the cook, like he doesn’t breath, his eyes reflect light like an animal’s, or the time he accidentally cut off a finger and it was fine the next day, or maybe the time a robber shot him and he just... didn’t react
Something is weird about that guy
And of course the person I think would love a jersey style diner breakfast at all hours: Harley Quinn
Technically she’s not supposed to bring the hyenas in, health code and all that, but everyone else is to freaked out to tell her and Danny doesn’t care. Frankly he spends his break petting them and they like him because he smells like food.
Date her mom
this girl at uni was dressed sooo gay and then i found out she's just straight with a lesbian mom. dykebaiting is not a victimless crime 😔
I got Flip. Will get All Wild next time
has this been done before? I mean, spoilers for the demon realm arc
You know what I’ve gotten obsessed with and inspired by? Dredge.
You know what is also fun? Merfolk. What’s even better? Lovecraftian corrupted merfolk. Especially if say, one goes with the Lazarus Waters being a form of ectoplasm. So, in this? Lazarus waters are like lakes, while Amity Park, thanks to the Portal, and the barriers? It is an entire sea.
There are islands, small areas that were once the tips of buildings that have gathered more landmass around them. There are mangroves, trees not like anything on earth or anywhere else stretching up in canopies dark enough to block out the sun, yet lit by the green waters.
It goes deep. Mariana Trench deep, despite it being impossible. The GIW have explored for caves or tunnels, they’ve tried to find some sort of explanation, but there isn’t one.
Now all that ecto? That has an effect on people. They mutate, they change, they adapt. Anywhere else would have been a slow death- something the GIW might have even been counting on. But Amity Park? It was founded by witches, it was the hotspot for the supernatural, even before the Fentonwork Portal. They’ve been dealing with this sort of energy in microdoses from the moment they first began to live in the city in any generation.
But they begin to adapt. Shift into something… other. Some stay contaminated, clinging to human forms as they form homes on the tiny islands, fishing and farming what they can. Others become Liminal, almost seeming to meld with fish, some similar to ones of the Living and others something just to the left. Similar yes, but not quite… right. And then there are those that have truly melded with the energy of the dead, forms torn asunder by it, ripped apart and made anew by it.
The first sign back when the barrier was activated, when they could no longer leave and were trapped were the fish in the lake. And now they are the same, with gazes of something Else, with gnashing teeth and a hunger gnawing at where hearts once were.
But they aren’t monsters. They’re still themselves. Just a little… Other now.
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