Billy And Danny Are Planning Wedding With Each Other Because Of The Observers

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Hi bb (excuse the account)

??? HELLO HI SWEETHEART

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yucky old art but its silly so :3

been having horrible coughs lately so I hereby think that if billy was sick and it carried over to captain marvel and he REALLY needed to cough but he can't because he's doing something important/doesn't want to bother anyone maybe. but the moment he's out of there he tumbles onto the nearest solid ground and lays on his side letting out the most gut-throat scrapping, tears jerking ass coughs ever and it wouldn't really hurt in his cm form but he still feels the pain so deep in bros heart. the gods pats him on the back and give them their condolences (which consist of "damn bro", "just get better", and "honey lemon is good for the throat .. you also need more medicine, and a—")

tawky tawny taking care of sick billy though ☹️☹️☹️☹️☹️ freddy and mary sitting next to billy whose bedridden and talking about whatever foes were causing issues because they were filling in for cm and honestly talking about everything and nothing at all☹️☹️☹️ it's. either billy goes through this sickness alone or theu ALL getting it. and you know what they're gonna pick heart emoji

but like. Theres also like a 53% chance that everyone will probably catch that magical ass disease. and if this caused captain marvel to sigh and whip up a hella good soup. oh welll

after rewatching shazam (2019) and watching shazam fury of the gods (2023), I'm pretty sure I'm parched for more billy batson content. everyone better spread out their billy batson fic collection and no batson shall get hurt.

in all seriousness I need billy batson x Percy Jackson, I need two of my interests to clash 🥀

haii ！！ may i request sunday pixels ? :3

i apolagise for how long this took !!

(i know little to nothing about this guy but after this i think i love him)

Based on this post

First Meetings pt. 2

Bruce was hurt. He was shot multiple times and left bleeding in an alley on some trash bags. Thankfully, next to him, the perp was knocked out next to him after he tried to reach and steal his utility belt. It sent a non-lethal shock at him. Bruce called Alfred who is currently driving the Batmobile to him at the moment.

Bruce was blinking in and out of consciousness when at some point he blinked and a giant blob of red and yellow was leaning in over of him.

Marvel: “…sir?”

Batman: *grunts*

Marvel: “Okay… uhm…” *squats down* “Sir, can you hear me? Are you okay?” *smacks his cheek a couple times*

Batman: *swats the hand away*

Marvel: “Okay… at least you’re alive and conscious. Somewhat. Come on, son, let’s get you to a hospital.”

Hospital? Oh so this man was trying to help him. Wait, the man was reaching for his utility belt. He was going to get shoc— oh wow. He wasn’t even flinching.

The man was holding Bruce up by the belt and barely batting an eye as the utility belt administered non-lethal shocks that should’ve knocked out by now or at least singed the man’s hand.

Bruce blacked out from there. At some point he knew that the man was carrying him while walking, then at some point, he was very high in the air, and then finally he was on a hospital bed. It seen Bruce was finally conscious enough to realise what was going on. That he was in a random hospital room in God knows where. The man, he was dressed a bit like the speedster from Central city and the new hero from Metropolis, was talking to what was probably a doctor.

It seemed the doctor noticed him first and immediately grabbed a vial full of orange liquid and tried to make Bruce drink it.

Doc: “Here try this it’s my patented pain disappearance solution! Tell me if it works!”

Marvel: *smacks it away* “Trust me when I say don’t try that. It will either kill you, or worse, turn you blue.”

Doc: “Hey!” *scrambles to pick it up*

Marvel: “Anyways, son, how are you feeling? You had quite a few holes when I found you.”

Batman: “I’m fine.” *sits up* “Where am I?” *feels his belt for his communicator* “And where is my batcommunicator?”

Marvel: “Communi-what? You mean this thing?” *pulls it out and hands it to him*

Batman: “Yes. …Why I won’t it turn on?”

Marvel: “I don’t know.” *shrugs* “But it did suddenly started smoking when I touched it.”

Batman: “Did you short it out?”

Marvel: “Maybe? I don’t really know what that means.”

Batman: *long ahh sigh* “Do you have any tools I could use to fix it? And again, where am I? You didn’t answer me.”

Marvel: “We’re in Fawcett. In a clinic to be specific. And, I don’t really know what tools exactly you have in mind. Sorry.”

Bruce ended up being shown to a rotary phone. Vintage. From there, he called Agent A and got the flip out of there. The man was probably worried sick.

By the way, it’s because of this entire interaction that Bruce always thought Billy knew his secret identity. Because, well, why wouldn’t you unmask the stranger in a bat costume who you found shot four times? This ended up with him unconsciously more comfortable around Marvel than he realized as the years went by and the Justice League is formed.

Billy never looked under his mask.

LMFAO hey tumblr folk i forgot you existed take this drawing i made last night while sleep deprived